Eight years ago, she didn't know Quan Qianjiu at all, who hasn't clicked on it?

Xia Fanyin looked at the dim moonlight in the starry sky and decided to leave that weird displeasure behind.

However, this displeasure seems to have brought some benefit - his attention is distracted, and he must only think about why she is angry, so that he will not care about her wearing his clothes to the dust!

Tsk, perfect!

Xia Fanyin had to admire her excellent emotional intelligence and went to sleep satisfied.

In a daze, she still thought that she would continue to be angry tomorrow morning.

…………

There was a sacrifice the next morning, and Xia Fanyin got up early in the morning.

At breakfast, she sat at the dining table drinking millet porridge, and could clearly detect several glances on her face, including, of course, the most threatening one of the gloomy displeasure beside her.

But she didn't look up until Xiao Quanzi hurriedly came in with a whole box of things, "Master, the things you want are ready." ”

Quan Tianjiu said lightly: "Take it." ”

"Yes."

Waiting for Xiao Quanzi to approach, Xia Fanyin glanced casually, but the porridge in his mouth almost squirted out.

This is the thousand paper cranes she folded out with a silver ticket, and it's all money!

She glared angrily, "What do you mean by this, why did you steal my artefacts?" ”

Xiao Quanzi shook his head and just wanted to say something, but was stopped by Quan Tianjiu's eyes, staring at her sideways, his thin lips hooked up as if there was nothing to sneer, "You take away the deity's clothes, and the deity takes your handicrafts, isn't it a matter of course?" ”

Xia Fanyin smiled angrily, "What I took was with your consent, don't you say you don't remember?" ”

The man narrowed his eyes and sneered, "If the deity is not mistaken, I only agree to let you take it to learn embroidery." ”

And not for her to take it to someone else to wear!

Xia Fanyin was furious, "You asked me not to give it back to you!" ”

"It's not one thing, it's another thing to embroider or not."

“…………”

Xia Fanyin took a deep breath, suppressed her anger and cooled her face at the same time, "I embroider, you give me back my money." ”

I thought that this man would be very difficult to speak, but I didn't expect him to make a look at Xiao Quanzi, "Give it to her." ”

Xia Fanyin looked at his back as he got up and left, and hatefully asked Xiao Ran to bring the clothes and embroidery tools, and when she sat in the carriage and went to the ancestral tomb of the Ling family, she stared at the needle and thread in her hand and worked hard to embroider a pig's head.

It's ugly - Quan Qianjiu thought lightly.

It's the same pig, and she looks much better at it.

When the carriage stopped, Xia Fanyin followed behind the man and was about to get off, but was stopped by Xiao Quanzi, "Princess." ”

She frowned, "What's wrong?" ”

Xiao Quanzi lowered his voice, "Those things didn't steal from you, they were folded by the slave last night - you like money so much, how could you let the slave steal your money?" If you don't believe it, you will open it and take a look, you will fold it for 500 taels, and the master will give 1,000 taels! ”

Xia Fanyin, "............"

She threw down the clothes in her hand and frowned and unwrapped a paper crane.

Sure enough, the amount of the silver ticket was not five hundred, but one thousand.

Xia Fanyin bit her lip suddenly, her heart was complicated, and she glared at him unhappily, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Xiao Quanzi was dazed, "You didn't ask." ”

"Didn't you say it yourself if I didn't ask?!"

“…………”

Xiao Quanzi's face is full of innocence.

Xia Fanyin strode to follow the purple back in front of him, and finally stopped in front of the grave before finally catching up with him.

She slowed down and moved over slowly, but was unexpectedly slanted by the man, "Turtle or snail, crawl when walking?" ”