Chapter 8 Tokens

"You're reaching out to me so soon," Wang Datie's eyes widened suddenly, and he grabbed Lan Xiaoqing's collar as he spoke, "Things haven't been done yet, and you're starting to ask me for benefits?" ”

Damn, scare someone to death with a sudden move!

"Brother Wang, don't get excited," Lan Xiaoqing smiled on her face, but she had already hammered Wang Da ten thousand times in her heart, "What I asked you for is a token, not a benefit." Don't you know my cousin, who is very thoughtful, if I go with a mouth, can she believe me? Maybe I think I'm trying to trick her? ”

Wang Datie thought about it and felt that what Lan Xiaoqing said made sense, so he let go. Although she doesn't weigh a few taels, it's weird to hold her hands like this.

"And what do you want to use as a token?"

"I can't call the shots, it mainly depends on you and my cousin, do you two have anything to love?"

Something to love? Wang Datie furrowed his eyebrows: "Everyone is mine, what more love tokens, no!" ”

Lan Xiaoqing secretly rolled her eyes, and changed to a smiling face in time: "Then is there anything to take out for my cousin to see and she will know that it is you?" ”

Wang Datie frowned: "Then take my pig-killing knife!" ”

! Pig-killing knives? Why don't you say take your head! Lan Xiaoqing was speechless: "Then how can I do it, Brother Wang!" If my cousin saw me take out a pig-killing knife and didn't think I was going to kill her, besides, as soon as this pig-killing knife came out, my uncle's whole family would recognize you, wouldn't it be a self-confession? ”

"So what do you say?" Wang Datie glared at Lan Xiaoqing irritably, "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, then you give me an idea." ”

"Don't you have any jewelry, headflowers or anything like that?" If the memory of the original owner is not wrong, he should have seen the big blue girl wearing a decent headdress, and it seems that Mu Xian is also present every time.

Lan Daya's mother, Shi's, that is, the original owner's aunt, is very patriarchal, usually treats the Lan Daya sisters and treats them harshly, and the little dowry jewelry given to Lan Daya by the old rich peasant next door is all tightly held in her hand, and it is impossible for Lan Daya to wear such jewelry, unless it is given by her.

And Lan Xiaoqing saw this, so he reached out to Wang Datie to ask for a token.

When it came to jewelry, Wang Datie's expression really loosened, but soon, his face sank: "Dead girl, don't you have the idea of beating my jewelry?" ”

"Oh, Brother Wang, I've got it all to this, I really want to send you to elope, I'm scared if you stay here, and now I'm still beating you for your jewelry idea, so I'm not looking for death? I don't have the guts! ”

Who wouldn't be low, especially Lan Xiaoqing is still a drama spirit.

Wang Datie saw that she was sincere, so he believed it: "I forgive you and don't dare to mess around!" You can go home with me now and get it, and pass the word to the big girl as soon as possible. ”

"Good, good."

Lan Xiaoqing followed behind Wang Datie reluctantly, and walked to his door after a while.

After waiting at the base of the wall for a long time, Wang Datie came out with something.

The thing was wrapped in a piece of blue background floral cloth, and Wang Datie clenched his fist to intimidate Lan Xiaoqing: "You listen to me, if you dare to swallow it privately, neither you nor your cowardly father will have good fruits to eat." ”

"I said, Brother Wang, don't worry, if I swallow your belongings, I won't die."

Three or two poisonous swore to go down, and Wang Datie had to believe it even if he didn't believe it.

But who wouldn't swear a poisonous oath, if the poisonous oath is useful, then she cursed herself every day for being stoned to death by money, and she was killed by her own beauty.

Taking advantage of Wang Datie's repentance, Lan Xiaoqing hurriedly walked away in three steps and two steps.

Find a place where no one is there and open the cloth bag to take a look, Lan Xiaoqing is happy: "Hahaha, come to the money!" ”

But before her words fell, she heard a voice suddenly come from behind her: "Lan Qing, what are you laughing at?" ”