"Is it really okay to leave him there alone?"

"It's okay, it's okay, tell him to collect so many flowers. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In the market in Miaojiang, Xia Qing and Mo Chen gathered in front of a jewelry store.

The girls here like to wear silver jewelry, and everyone has a lot of decorations, so it is very common to sell silver jewelry shops in Miaojiang. The jewelry inside is basically made by the owner himself, small and delicate, very pleasing to girls.

Listening to Chu Qiao, the girls here have a set of ancestral silver jewelry handed down from the previous generation, but they can only be worn on the day of marriage, and such valuable things cannot be taken out on weekdays.

The shopkeeper is a kind old woman, and she wears a lot of silver jewelry herself.

The necklace with the delicate carving, the teardrop-shaped earrings on the ears, and the dazzling headdress on her head.

Each one reveals the subtlety of hand-made jewelry.

Xia Qing was about to pick out the dazzling ones in a pile of jewelry.

Different from Qu Ziyan's impatience, Mochen was very patient and gracefully waited for her little entanglement.

She picked up a pair of earrings and gestured in front of the bronze mirror.

"Girl, these earrings suit you very well, you have white skin, and the ingots are so delicate and beautiful. It must look better when you wear it. “

"Really?"

Hearing the old grandmother's words, Xia Qing's face turned red.

"You're someone who came in from outside, right? I don't know a few of our little girls in Miao Jiang, and I won't forget you if you're so beautiful......."

Xia Qing took the earrings and nodded. The earrings are intricately made, with a pair of butterflies carved on them.

"You're a guest of the Holy Maiden, aren't you?"

"Yes, how do you know, grandma?"

"Our Miao Jiang is too small, and we are the first to know what is going on in it. “

The old lady took out a pair of similar butterfly earrings from under the tablecloth, "Since you are a distinguished guest of the Holy Maiden, even if I gave you these earrings, you can also take this pair with you." ”

"I can't do it, I can't help it!"

Xia Qing hurriedly put the earrings back in their place, "If you don't collect money, I can't accept these earrings." It's not easy for you to make money. ”

"If you like it, why don't you buy it. Old lady, I don't know if you can use this silver, so I bought these two pairs of earrings. ”

Mochen put a heavy piece of silver on the grandmother's table.

His actions made the old grandmother stop what she was doing and look at the thin and tall man seriously.

"We're still using this, but whether Childe has been to Miaojiang or not, he's really familiar with us. “

Seeing that Xia Qing and Mo Chen's attitudes were so firm, the grandmother couldn't help but accept it.

"Don't forget to take these two earrings with you. ”

She clasped the earrings onto Xia Qing's hand.

"Come back often in the future. ”

Say goodbye to the enthusiastic old lady Xia Qing and Mo Chen on the way back to Chuqiao's mansion.

She had already brought the earrings to her ears.

Two tiny butterflies fluttered in her ears. Mo Chen walked behind, his eyes kept on the two butterflies.

She is like these two butterflies, just as beautiful but also equally fragile.

In the days to come, how will this little girl bear it?

"Mochen! Mochen! Come and see, Qu Ziyan is sitting there and is being thrown by more girls!"

Xia Qing nested behind a stall and looked at the noodle stall where Qu Ziyan was sitting not far away.

Qu Ziyan seemed impatient, he drank tea and sat there with a black face.

But this red dress and this demonic face are really unlikely not to attract people's attention.

In the time that Xia Qing was standing here, there were already four or five women throwing flowers at him with red faces. The first time Qu Ziyan's expression was good, but later, it can only be said that those girls are dead......

"Mochen, let's go over. Go laugh at him hahaha. ”

Xia Qing jumped and walked towards the noodle stall.

Mochen looked at this girl who was full of vitality at this time, and sighed in her heart.

He kept up with Xia Qing's pace, and the smile on his lips captured the hearts of many street girls.

"Look, this boy in white is so handsome!"

"Hey, you just said that the red-clothed man at the noodle stall looks good!"

"Didn't you all throw the flowers to the man in red?"

"Didn't he accept it.... Why don't you embarrass this guy in white?"

"Great idea....."

........

Xia Qing's ear power is so good now, and she can hear the shy conversation of the girls clearly.

She couldn't help but look back, and just happened to see the smile on Mo Chen's lips.

Hey, and this demon, don't smile so well on the road, what if this Miao Jiang causes the girls to refuse to marry because of their appearance, what should I do!

She quickened her pace.

Xia Qing is very happy to shop here, but Chu Qiao's trouble here is very big.

Liao's mother had been crying in her arms for almost half an hour.

From the beginning of the son crying bitterly, to the current man in the world, there is no good thing......

Chu Qiao hung his hands and let Liao's mother cry.

Liao Jiagong and the old man Hua sat on the edge of Liao Qing's bed and took care of it, because there was no sign of waking up, Liao Jiagong was a little anxious again, looking for the old man Hua to watch.

"Childe is fine, there is no danger. Don't worry too much. ”

The old man rolled Liao Qing's eyelids for the umpteenth time, and controlled Liao Qing's pulse for the umpteenth time.

Everything is fine and it is only a matter of time before you wake up.

"Why haven't you woken up yet, my son!"

Liao Jiagong sat next to the old man with a handful of snot and tears. "And this ignorant daughter-in-law!

Old Man Hua and Chu Qiao glanced at each other silently, and a helpless aura surrounded them.

The two old men seemed to be very energetic, and they were not tired until now. On the contrary, the two of them were tortured by them and their bodies were sour.

"O Holy Maiden, tell me! Tell me, this old man, stealing from me! Fortunately, he didn't die stealing from my precious son in the days when he fainted! God must be punishing him! He also implicated my precious son...... My poor son!"

Liao's mother wiped her face with a handkerchief, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

"You dead old woman! I haven't said enough about you! What are you talking about here from the Holy Maiden! Don't throw people out of the house!"

Liao Jiagong pointed at Liao's mother, and the flames were about to burst out in his eyes.

"Well, don't get excited.... It's still Liao Qing who is more important, right?"

Chu Qiao stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and leaned back on the chair tiredly.

"Yes, my son, why hasn't he woken up yet? “

Liao's mother let go of Xia Qing's hand, hurriedly walked to the bedside, and a pair of well-maintained hands stroked Liao Qing's pale and bloodless face, "Why is this face so cold!

Chu Qiao, who finally regained his freedom, turned his sour neck, "Auntie, he's fine, Hua Lao..... Elder Hua had already fed him the medicine, and he would wake up soon. ”

Old Man Hua nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, just now, the Holy Maiden has already fed the medicine herself." Believe me, your son will wake up soon. ”

The Liao family pulled the sleeve of the Liao family's mother, "Don't do this, old woman, since the saint also said that she would wake up, let's wait." “

"Don't touch me!" the elder of Liao's mother's round face.