Sun Erniang actually reached out to take one, even though she never smoked in Guanyin Village, she held it in her hand and rolled it down so gently, learning Lin Chuni's movements.

The young and young men in Guanyin Village must not be so good-looking, and the wives almost never smoke and will be scolded by the old age.

Poke the backbone and scold the kind.

Sun Erniang must have been watched by everyone, the one who can't do anything the most.

Lin Chuni took off her gloves and walked out in a cool manner to light a cigarette.

Sun Erniang shook her head and refused, just playing: "It's better to smoke less, Changsheng never smokes."

Lin Chuni was happy: "Smoking is just a personal hobby. I don't advocate it or hinder anyone, so why do you care about what he thinks."

Sun Erniang looked at the beautiful girl with a look and free movement: "Can you be free for the rest of your life? Sooner or later, you will have to find a man to marry."

Lin Chuni smiled: "I have to thank your baby son. He helped me clarify my thoughts. I originally thought I would just be together. God knows how it will happen in the future, but now I have the skills and talent. I can make a name for myself on this road. With reputation and money, I am more free and free. I can do whatever I want, just like smoking, not breaking the law or harming others. No one is qualified to judge me by my own choice, and I bear all my responsibilities."

Sun Erniang looked around the exterior wall of this building full of Japanese decorative style. She couldn't tell the style, but she could feel different: "Is this your craft?"

Lin Chuni guided her upstairs: "Wan Changsheng helped me with it. I admire his point. He is smart and unrestrained, but his bottom line is clear and his goals are clear. He deserves to be successful for someone like him. You taught him well... here..."

Sun Erniang was modest: "Changsheng was learned from his ancestors in the back mountain of the Beilin. He didn't think there was anything?"

It is very subtle. People in the countryside think that they are gangsters and tattoos. In ancient times, even criminals were tattooed. Can Wan Changsheng, a traditional person, accept this?

Sun Erniang was a little unbelievable.

Lin Chuni relaxed and natural: "Times are different, this is also an art. Look, this is a beauty studio, bridal makeup, work makeup, party makeup, etc., and this is a manicure studio, which is more down-to-earth. In the future, we will mainly recommend this..."

There are now three or two people in the studio with four or five apprentices practicing or internships. The scale is still very small, but the furnishings in all aspects are complete and the decoration environment is beautiful and high-end, which means that the positioning is relatively high from the beginning.

Now the apprentices standing around are all wearing uniform pullovers, and some unruly shadows can be seen on the young and young faces, but more novel.

The third floor beauty and hair salon studio is empty because the most common on the market, and there is not such a big competitive advantage for the time being, so it is easy to develop in the future.

Lin Chuni opened the exhibition conference room. Now there are few people and can be used as a classroom for the time being. The main reason is that the walls are covered with various tattoos, beauty photos, award certificates, trophys, etc. After all, Lin Chuni and his friends, as well as teachers and students who have supplemented the stage and stage art major, have a large proportion of awards.

She pointed to the wall: "The body, hair, skin, is caused by parents, and dare not hurt it. It is the beginning of filial piety. This is the most common word that guardians say. It is true that they don't cut their hair or nails. In fact, there are a few women who don't make some work on their eyebrows now. This is just like smoking. They have personal hobbies, neither breaking the law nor hurting anyone. This is a tattoo made by Wan Changsheng by me..."

Sun Erniang must have never expected that her son would do such an extraordinary thing. She immediately rushed to the wall to see the largest picture. The frame was framed almost larger than the real person. Except for the rocks and trees on the back of the left calf and the water surface outlined by the light ink on the right, the other ones were endless peaks shrouded in hazy clouds, just like the comments on the gold medal certificate hanging next to it: "There is also a wonderful place to be without paintings. In addition to the part of the corner of the landscape, it shows the vast scenery. It is wonderful to see the big with the small, win the many with the few, and use the virtual to describe the real, and condense the macro world into the microscopic image. It is wonderful."

It also comes with the original Japanese version, and it is made of antique comment certificates, which look very classy at first glance.

This is the characteristic of the Japanese. Even if they are in a small circle, they can do things in a serious and meticulous manner and highlight their style.

No wonder we have to get a reputation for winning the prize, and now Japan is becoming the first choice.

Sun Erniang is not familiar with the style of landscape art, but she is also shocked by the style of this award certificate. She can even see the rugged rocks, wrinkled and broken mottled painting style at a glance, but doesn’t it just correspond to the scars of her son?

I got closer and observed carefully and felt distressed: "Does it hurt? Does so many patterns hurt?"

Lin Chuni's attitude towards the sword was a bit off, but instead saw that Sun Erniang was more like her mother: "It's a scam to say that you don't feel anything, but there is a difference in touch and pain. Generally, you don't feel anything if you take some anesthetics, and it's a little sore and swollen. It's just that he has to do it for dozens of hours in this large area. Isn't it too much for me to charge him tens of thousands of yuan in crafts? "

Sun Erniang looked at it carefully: "I don't know what his grandfather would say. Add WeChat and send me this photo. Alas, this is my destiny. Do you know that Teacher Su? I like the girl who is a lady from a wealthy family. Why didn't I see you?"

Lin Chuni was happy: "You really want to get some concubines for your son."

Sun Erniang was serious: "I am willing to do it. I must be a good girl who likes immortality and understands the truth. Our family does not bully others by virtue. It is normal for most of the family to marry a few houses."

Lin Chuni sarcastically said: "It's not that complicated. You can just spend money. Nowadays, girls cannot solve the problem that they don't have money. I can help you find beautiful, good figures, and good work. As long as you give enough money, you can go to art schools and get old, and change them often. Are you satisfied?"

Sun Ernie finally looked at the delicate girl with a bad tone again. Lin Chuni looked back with her bright eyes without dodging.

She is really not afraid.

So a few seconds later, Sun Erniang spoke: "Is it really inappropriate?"

Lin Chuni smiled and lit a cigarette for herself, leaning against the door, making her very casual: "Do you know what Wan Changshengtian is busy with?"

Sun Erniang took it for granted: "It makes money by painting."

Lin Chuni smiled and said, "Actually, he has rich and talented conditions like him. As long as he is willing, have you seen the Ferrari at the door of his office? Buy a box of Apple phone and throw it into a car as a gift. You can see a beautiful woman on the street and be a groom every day. Do you believe it?"

Sun Erniang despised: "Our family doesn't look for this!"

Lin Chuni still smiled: "But now is not the time when the matchmaker's order is ordered by his parents. He has to pinch his nose and marry someone. Do you say that you are willing to be a concubine in addition to money and benefits, but does it have true love? Even if there are brainless people, the girl will be a little wife regardless of dignity for the sake of true love, but can men deserve this true love? It's not because she is rich and powerful, she just laughs fifty steps a hundred steps."

Sun Erniang was a little speechless.

Lin Chuni pressed the cigarette butt: "Auntie, it's really easy to find a few beauties these days. Wan Changsheng can do it with a hook finger at this level. I have seen a lot. It is precisely because of his situation that he can still control himself. This is what I admire most. Nowadays, as long as you give money and benefits, beauties are willing to do anything, just because of money, utilitarianism, lack of cultural heritage and culture, and the concept of good and evil ethics. Wan Changsheng is doing this, working hard to rebuild culture, make people have dignity and value, and knowing what beauty and ugliness are. What are you doing this? You are not pulling him back?"

Sun Erniang widened her eyes. It should be said that except for grandpa and grandma, there were few people in the Guanyin Village who dared to talk to her like this. Wan Changsheng would not confront her in person with her mother. The most important thing is that, including Jia Huanhuan, who would reason with her like this?

Even Beheye was so cautious, even Du Wen smiled when she saw it.

Not to mention Zhong Mingxia.

In other words, Lin Chuni's mentality is so blunt, she doesn't care about what is related to Wan Changsheng.

As he said that, he also pointed to the prosperous and lively cultural and creative parks around him: "You said he was doing this to make money? Do you know that this area is a slum after the standard industrial economic recession? Do you know how many laid-off workers and their children are left in our country in this era of economic transformation? In more than ten or twenty years, the country can become prosperous today, how many ordinary working families are behind it, and a whole generation has endured the pain given by the times? Zhong Mingxia's family is, and my family is...

When I was a mother in the nightclub, we should sell ourselves now. We can’t blame us for not working hard. We workers cannot have temples or ancestral businesses at home, so I don’t care about how many daughters-in-law you marry. I only care whether Wan Changsheng can hold on to his responsibility and promote this career that will change many people. At least if my training center is closed, the twenty or thirty young people downstairs can only return to their previous situation, then I would be too disappointed."

Sun Erniang stood by the railing of the corridor, and saw the beautiful and sharp girl with a sarcastic smile, turning around and walking down and disappearing at the entrance of the stairs.

The landlord in Guanyin Village was a little unbelievable.

She must have never cared about the industrial economic recession. She only knew that the incense of Guanyin Temple has become more and more prosperous in recent years, and she would not understand the relationship between the unique superstitious psychology and economic conditions of the Chinese.

From here, you can just look at the Guanyin Temple not far ahead. Even if the fire protection management is strictly controlled, the small temple is still full of incense, with a very small proportion in the entire cultural and creative commercial area.

But its meaning of existence is the same as that of Guanyin Temple that originally radiates to the surrounding three villages and five towns.

They are all used to protect the souls of the people around them.

It has now become a commercial institution that makes money.

Sun Erniang really couldn't see these differences. She only had Guanyin Temple and Wanjia in her eyes, and it was all for her son.

But my son is already completely dissatisfied with him?

This is only a few years since it came out.

Sun Erniang immediately rushed to call her son.
Chapter completed!