Chapter Twenty-One: A Thousand Pounds of Sweater Needle
This time it was Ling'er's turn to be surprised, she looked up at Mo Mo, and the little melon seed face was full of surprise: "Impossible, my master said, this building has a special enchantment, and humans can't come in." ”
"Actually, my husband is not human," Momo felt like she was swearing, although she was telling the truth, "maybe that's the reason!" ”
"Ah, that's it." Ling'er suddenly realized.
The two of them got out of the elevator one after the other, Mo Mo got out of the building, stretched out his hand to hail a taxi, and found that Ling'er was still standing behind him: "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”
"It's okay, I just want to follow my sister, is that okay?" Ling'er wrung her fingers, a little embarrassed, "I don't know where I want to go, I just came to the UK, and the master is not here today, so I ran out to play." ”
In the end, the voice was almost inaudible, Momo listened, hehe smiled, it turned out to be a fellow traveler! "Then you come with me, well, I'm also my husband is not at home, and I'm going out to shop alone, but I'm going to buy wool."
"Then I'll be with my sister." Ling'er happily stretched out her hands and hugged Momo's arm, looking like she was going to rely on her.
"You didn't bring any money, did you?" Momo was skeptical.
"Yes, I didn't bring anything, Master said, someone will steal those things."
It's true that someone steals, but you can't just take nothing for that reason?! Thinking of those famous Daji, virtuous and virtuous white ladies through the ages, Mo Mo sighed even more, they are all goblins, why is the gap so big! "Forget it, you better follow me!"
lest they do evil, or let others do evil!
"yes, okay." Ling'er smiled happily, happily followed Mo Mo into a taxi, and went straight to the commercial street.
When buying things, there are two things that are the most depressing, one is that there is no money in the bag, and the things you like appear desperately in front of you; The other is the opposite, kicking money in the bag, but there is no way to ask for goods.
Momo's current situation belongs to the latter, in order to buy wool, she dragged Ling'er into the mall, supermarket, hand-knitting shop, and finally even the handicraft workshop did not let go, but unfortunately, those high-nosed Caucasian people will ask in a very strange Chinese tone after listening to Momo's request: "Cat fairy, what is that?!" ”
"That's my master." Ling'er licked the cone, shrunk behind Momo and replied dozens of times.
Mo Mo couldn't cry or laugh, what is this?! "Ling'er, I know you respect your master very much, but is it necessary for you to answer every time? You know they're not right! ”
"However, they said that the cat fairy is very accurate!" Ling'er retorted in a small voice.
Ahh Mo Mo was even more depressed, his shoulders slumped, and he looked defeated: "Forget it, let's go back!" ”
"Then you don't buy wool?" Ling'er looked back at the furnishings in the handicraft store with some reluctance, it was so beautiful, she wanted to see it again, she could conjure the same thing when she went back, how good it was to put it at home!
"It's all gone, where can I buy it?"
"Also, they are so stingy that they refuse to disassemble sweaters and sell them," Ling'er nodded sympathetically, "Westerners are just not as good as us Chinese." ”
"What dismantle sweaters for sale?!" Mo Mo angrily pulled her little bun, and as soon as the words came out, she suddenly realized, "Yes, why didn't I expect that they wouldn't sell it if they didn't open it, we could buy it and dismantle it!" ”
"Wow, sister, you're so smart!" Ling'er looked adoring.
"Well, hehe, my Ling'er is also very smart!" Momo tidied up her little bun with a kind face.
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The foreigners next to them do not understand the mysteries of Chinese, and have already gone to do their own business, very good, the Jade Emperor said, the shame has not yet been thrown to God, although they are Martians living in China.
The Martian duo who met on Earth began a happy journey to find a detachable sweater, the one with the largest size, the one with the most colors, oh, that is good, three sets, Ling'er simply knitted one for the master.
The two of them happily carried large bags of sweaters and walked out of the mall, full of smugness. Ling'er's face was even more excited, she was small, she always bought small clothes when she bought clothes, and she always felt that she was taken advantage of by the person who bought large clothes, and today she finally picked it up: "Hiss, hiss, hiss~"
Mo Mo's face was full of black lines, and he stopped by the flower bed at the entrance of the mall: "Ling'er, don't sing your folk songs so loudly." ”
"Oh," Ling'er came back to her senses and looked around, and sure enough, the audience twitched, "I'm sorry, I forgot you didn't understand." ”
Her way of understanding was peculiar, and Mo Mo didn't expect her to answer normally, anyway, she was obedient, and pointed to the rest chair under the shade: "Let's sit here and rest before leaving!" ”
"yes, okay." Ling'er nodded obediently and sat down on the chair.
Mo Mo sat next to her, reached out to check the sweater he bought, saw half of it, turned around and asked Ling'er: "Ling'er, do you know what can be used to make sweater needles?" ”
Ling'er looked up at the branch above: "Well, the branch of this tree is fine!" ”
Mo Mo lowered his head in frustration, he didn't even bother to roll his eyes, his brain was really funny, he discussed with her, it was better to take an iron pestle to sharpen the needle!
Ling'er saw her hang her head, thinking that she was tired, and did not disturb her, so she stood up by herself, circled around the tree, and looked at a relatively straight branch, about the thickness of a baby's fist, and gently pulled it and fell into her hand. She took a deep breath, and there were words in her mouth, and then the branches in her hands spun on their own, and the leaves and bark on the branches fell one after another, and then, Ling'er turned around slightly, walked to Mo Mo and sat down, holding four sweater needles in her palm.
"Sister, give it, do you see the thickness of this needle?" Ling'er handed the sweater needle under her nose.
"Where did you get this sweater needle?" Momo was startled.
"It's made of twigs!"
Mo Mo followed Ling'er's gaze, found that there were indeed branches and bark and shavings under her feet, and they were piled up on one side of the tree miserably, took a deep breath, raised her head again to look at Ling'er who was waiting for praise, how could she forget that this girl was a goblin?! No matter how she takes off the line, she is also a snake spirit, under the unified requirements of the Chinese education system and Chinese mythology, our Chinese goblins are versatile, which is different from foreign monsters who only use abilities, and it is logical to cut a sweater needle from local materials! How could she forget?!
What should I do now, Momo already wanted to run wildly, because not far away, two patrolling policemen walked straight towards them, poor Momo couldn't cry to Ling'er, who still didn't understand the situation: "Ling'er, your sweater needle, I guess I can't afford it from the police!" ”
"I made the sweater needles, why do they charge money?" Ling'er asked dissatisfiedly.
"Stupid, because the tree belongs to theirs, do you understand?"
“……”
"I'm sorry to bother, two lovely ladies, and we're sorry to say that you need to be punished for what you did, and it's the dignity of the laws of the British Empire. Since the damage you have done to the trees is very serious, we will take some necessary measures," the tall policeman took out a pen from his pocket, quickly opened the ticket, raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Momo, who looked a little older, "Well, please let your guardians go to the bank within three days and pay a fine of 1,000 pounds, thank you for your cooperation!" ”
Momo looked back helplessly at the little troublemaker next to him, sighed, took the ticket, and ran to the bank designated by the police with a large bag - to pay the money, of course, it was Naze's card......