Now Jiang Zhimian can understand everyone's strange behavior.

How to say that this Zuo Zhuang owner is also a figure with a head and a face in Anchang Town.

Not to say awe, but there must be three points of politeness.

Such a character would actually come to the door to apologize and send so many things as an apology.

It's good that people don't fall into crazy self-doubt.

And the reason for the apology of the owner of the left village is very simple.

For the sake of the savage behavior before the left slight tenderness.

"You don't know, the owner of the Zuo Zhuang came with the unlucky lady who fell downstairs, and said that the dog son was disrespectful to Miss Jiang, and he came to make amends." Mrs. Jiang described.

Jiang Zhimian black line, "Dog son? Milk, are you talking about being disrespectful? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a dog, isn't this dog a dog? It's all about the same, it's not important, the important thing is that Mianmian, you have more noodles than this left owner! ”

Obediently, her fairy Mianmian is just different.

What about even the big guys in town? Can it be bigger than a fairy in the sky?

It's not like you have to apologize!

"Mianmian, what about these things?" Zhu Ruyi also stepped forward and asked.

Jiang Zhimian lowered his head and swept around.

Everything is a good thing, and you can sell it for a lot of money if you take any one, which shows the depth of the sincerity of the owner of the left village.

But, she can't take it.

"Milk, did you take any of these things?" Jiang Zhimian asked again.

Mrs. Jiang shook her head like a rattle, "If you don't come back, where do I dare to accept it, I just thought that if you don't want it, I will collect it for you, aren't you embarrassed?" ”

"That's it, we didn't accept it, but the owner of Zuo Zhuang insisted on staying, saying that he would make a decision when you came back." Liu Qiaoer also answered.

"When did he send it, and when did he leave?" Jiang Zhimian calculated in his heart.

Liu Qiao'er replied, "I came after lunch, I sent something and sat for a long time, and then you didn't come back, so I asked the unlucky lady to apologize to you and go back." ”

Jiang Zhimian's face was full of doubts, "I'm not at home, how did she apologize to me?" ”

"Na!" Liu Qiao'er pointed in the direction of her room, "She kowtowed to your room, and said sorry three times, and her forehead was red!" ”

Jiang Zhimian: ......

Nima, why does she think this is a grave for an immortal?

But the Jiang family confiscated these things, even if it was good news.

After thinking about it, he looked at the three brothers of the Jiang family next to him, "Uncle and second uncle, father, you can help carry these things to the backyard, and tomorrow morning, help me carry them to the carriage, and I will send them back." ”

"That'...... Is that the end of it? Mrs. Jiang was a little reluctant.

She didn't covet these things, she just held on to Mianmian's grievances.

From the mouth of the owner of the left village, she learned that the unlucky lady still smashed her Mianmian with a saucer that day, and she didn't lose the rice by stealing chickens, but hurt herself.

Although Mianmian has immortal power to protect her body, she feels very unhappy that they are so cheap.

Jiang Zhimian smiled slightly, and her bright eyes showed a bit of girlish cunning, "Of course it won't be like this, it's just that it's not cost-effective to change a few boxes of things, I want to change something else." ”

"For what?" Old Lady Jiang looked puzzled.

"You'll find out tomorrow." Jiang Zhimian chose to keep it secret.

Tomorrow, everything will be revealed.

Then, looking at the box again, he pondered, "I don't know where I bought this silk from, I should get some of it, maybe I can use it." ”