Chapter 91: The Problem of Purses
It turned out that when the osmanthus roasted fish, the cuffs were accidentally stained with a little ash at the bottom of the pot, and I didn't notice anything when I was eating, and when I was brushing the dishes, the sleeves were rolled up again, so I didn't find it until I just wiped my tears, and the black ash rubbed directly on my face, and it naturally became black one by one.
Regardless of what kind of high-grade material the silk handkerchief in her hand was, Osmanthus dipped it in water and wiped the black path on her face three or two times, until she no longer looked so much like a flower cat reflected on the water surface, and then she stood up again.
This time opposite Ling Chenyi, Osmanthus became obviously embarrassed.
"This master, I don't know what you went and came back, what is the so-called?" Osmanthus blessed the body, although it looks non-standard, but after all, it has a little meaning.
Ling Chenyi raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously he didn't expect that after just a while, this little village girl would become polite, but her voice was still cold, "The purse that Master gave you before is now returning it to Ye." ”
"Huh?" Osmanthus was taken aback by Ling Chenyi's words, and before Ling Chenyi spoke again, Osmanthus shouted fiercely: "I don't take you to play like this!" How can anyone eat and drink soup and ask for the food money back when they turn around? Even if you are an official, you are still a child, what kind of world, you can't bully us ordinary people like this! ”
Osmanthus screamed that Ling Chenyi's eyebrows tightened and tightened, and finally even his face turned black at the bottom of the pot, "When did the master say that he wanted to return the silver?" ”
The voice was cold, so cold that it made Osmanthus feel excited, and the irritable attitude just now dissipated instantly.
No, didn't you say it?
Osmanthus unconsciously thought about it, just now this person seems to be talking about a purse! Do you want a purse, not silver?
"This master, you, what do you mean ......" It's not that Osmanthus is timid, but that this matter has made a fork in the road, which is really embarrassing.
"Purse." Ling Chenyi didn't say much, only said these two words.
But it was such a simple two words, but it made Osmanthus completely blush.
Of course, there is an element in this that I have just misunderstood the meaning of the other party, but more than that, it is because of ...... The location where the purse is now seems to be really not suitable for digging it out and returning it to others directly!
"This ......" Osmanthus blushed, trying to figure out how to explain the whereabouts of the purse to the other party.
"Huh?" Ling Chenyi's eyebrows were lightly raised, and he stared at the osmanthus condescendingly.
"This, this lord, you see if it's convenient for you to leave an address or contact information or something, the purse, through the hands of our croppers, stained with some dust, go back and wait for the people to take care of it, and then send it to your house in person, do you think?" Osmanthus accompanied a flattering smile, and a dog-legged appearance made her herself can't help but despise herself.
What if it's contemptible? The dog's leg still has to be a dog's leg! Who called himself okay and hid his purse next to the thatched house?
"It's okay, you pay me back, and I'll take care of the rest myself." Although Ling Chenyi felt that Osmanthus Hua's words had some truth, but looking at the inconsistent attitude of this little village girl, Ling Chenyi intuitively felt that this matter was by no means as simple as she said.
"Huh?" Osmanthus's little face immediately became a bitter ball, and at this time he took out his purse, and there was no silver or something, but would he offend the adult in front of him because the purse smelled? .
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