Xiao Que quickly adapted to his new life.

This new life refers to the hiring of Yang Mo to be his maid and take care of his daily life.

Yang Mo Qi has been grinding his teeth when he sleeps at night, and occasionally talks about his dreams, most of which are "Xiao Que you can do it", "Xiao Que, you wait for me" and the like, Yang Mao's cruel words.

If there are too many cruel words, Yang Mao's whole person will become super tough.

So on this day, on the day when Xiao Que picked up Yang Mo from school as usual, Yang Mo pulled Xiao Que into an antique store.

Qiao'er followed Uncle Qiao back to the countryside to save relatives, so during this time, Yang Mo and Miss Zhang always walked together.

Friendship between women is so strange.

As soon as Miss Zhang's front foot came in, Yang Mo pulled Xiao Que and followed, and then Lin Yan.

Yang Mo casually glanced at Miss Zhang's family and asked her, "Why did Miss Zhang come in person and pick a dowry for herself?" ”

Xiao Que's gaze was glued to Yang Mo at that time.

Trousseau? Trousseau!

Yang Mo has no father or mother, although Uncle Qiao is close, she is not biological after all, she loves money so much to prepare a dowry for herself! It may also be a dowry for Qiao'er!

"It's not a matter for Miss Yang to bother," Miss Zhang took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped it on the antique vase in front of her, "This vase is good, wrap it up." ”

During the whole process, Lin Yan kept staring at Yang Mo and Xiao Que, not daring to speak.

Yang Mo gave Xiao Que a look and signaled him to want this himself.

Xiao Que waved his hand and said to the shopkeeper: "Boss, all the things in this store are packaged, and someone will pay for it later." ”

Lin Yanxin said, will he be the "later"?

As soon as Yang Mo heard that Xiao Que had bought the antiques of the entire store, he didn't make him angry, so he had to leave Xiao Que and go home by himself.

"Xiao Que," Yang Mo called him, "I want to eat braised pork, will you make it?" ”

It was the butcher who was killing pigs on the side of the road, and Yang Mo suddenly remembered the braised pork of the day.

"Yes," Xiao Que took out the silver ingots from his arms, and the shopkeeper cut the meat and threw it to him in three or two clicks, "Go home, I'll make it for you." ”

Xiao Que's craftsmanship can barely be said to be able to eat.

Therefore, in order to prevent Yang Mo from picking all kinds of thorns, Xiao Que bought a lot of things.

What are the pastry shops, dried fruit shops, ready-to-wear shops, furniture stores, inns, antique shops, fat powders...... The fat powder shop is still very ready-made, oh, it's Yan Ge.

Yang Mo is almost tempted by Xiao Que, rich, good to her, these two ask for a card.

It's already autumn, and the trees in the forest are gradually beginning to lose their leaves, and the two of them are walking on this road one after the other, which really has some meaning of carrying it.

Yang Mo has a temperament and finds the sound of stepping on leaves interesting, so he deliberately steps on it.

Xiao Que was carrying a lot of things in his hand, standing aside and looking at Yang Mo, a smile slowly spreading on his lips.

"Yang Mao," Xiao Que called her softly, "Yang Mao, do you know why these leaves fall?" ”

Yang Mo was excited, and almost instinctively reacted: "Don't say it." ”

Xiao Que chuckled and asked her, "Why don't you let me say it?" You know what I'm going to say? ”

Yang Mo can't say, I know what you're going to say, but I don't want to hear it, right?

"You say."

"I want to accompany you next year, accompany your parents, accompany you for three meals and four seasons, Yang Mao, these leaves are like me, I can't help but want to fall when I meet you."

Yang Mao: "...... Thanks, I know I'm pretty good-looking. ”