Du Liren didn't mention whether he understood foreign language for the time being, even if he spoke it as well as Mandarin, he wouldn't tell her. He waited for her to go wrong so that he could get her away.

Ren Yan sighed for a long time.

You can't just wait like this, seeing that the dawn is coming, it's really hopeless.

She circled her eyes twice, grabbed the list and ran out.

There were also vendors setting up stalls at the corner of the street, and she jumped all the way to Qianmen West Street.

There was a church where I looked for a job last month, and the pastor was an elderly foreigner, who was giving relief to five or six little beggars, but I didn't know if he would like to teach her some foreign languages.

stepped on the red felt under the steps and knocked on the door with trepidation.

Unexpectedly smooth.

After the old priest said goodbye to the faithful after Mass, he wrote a list in Mandarin and handed it to Ren Yan: "May the Lord bless you, my child." ”

His smile is very kind, very different from the kind that the eldest lady in the family squeezes out.

The eldest lady is to catch up with the fashion, and the lady of the upper class has something to say, in fact, she does not understand the meaning of religion, in her opinion, the only difference between a priest and a dancing god is a foreign atmosphere.

The Lord will not bless such a person.

Ren Yan thanked him for his kindness, and ran all the way back to Hongzhitang with the note.

She held two single cats in the back kitchen, watching and laughing, snorting and taking a nap, waiting for the sky to shine and go to the East Market.

Pinching a little, she woke up.

But buying vegetables is like Tang Seng learning scriptures, and there are ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties.

The east market is under the control of foreigners, and in addition to the three Chinese characters on the door face, there is a foreign script at the bottom, and Ren Yan is stunned.

When I entered it, it turned east, west, north and south.

It's more like a foreigner's grocery store, selling pots and pans in the east, and new vegetables and meat in the west, as well as rouge powder, all of which are in foreign languages.

She couldn't understand it, and neither did the shopkeeper.

After running in the east and running in the west, the boss's land, back and forth, the sky was bright, and most of the list did not enter her basket.

Ren Yan counted and stepped up, but he panicked, hit someone with his head, and knocked the briefcase to the ground.

Blank paper was scattered all over the floor.

"I'm sorry for you—"

She squatted on the ground to pick it up, and was in a hurry.

"Busy with what?"

"Seventh Master?" The two big eyes looked up—

Gu Tingwen leaned over to take the paper in her hand, but his eyes looked at her, waiting for a reply.

She said simply: "I'm in a hurry, I'll go back and compensate you." ”

A gust of wind blew away again.

When I see her again, I always don't have to do it.

Gu Tingwen closed the briefcase and raised his feet to leave, but listened to her voice coming from behind.

Ren Yan's voice is crisp, like a tender green radish, sweet and spicy, dancing with his hands to smoke sausages and dried meat.

Do what?

What did she say just now?

The methods of this famous master of the red case to embarrass people are really changing with each passing day.

He thought it was funny.

Ren Yan ran several shops before he pulled out the list and looked down-

Two long, white and slender fingers reached over, clamped a corner, and quickly retracted it.

Gu Tingwen found a few things for her and threw them into the basket: "Pay." ”

"Okay!"

She dragged the back of the basket that was wider than her, swept around like a tail, and the ingredients on the list were alive!

Out of the East Market, the morning sun is gorgeous.

Ren Yan was comfortable and sneezed pleasantly: "...... Seventh Master, you are so good! ”

A pair of big eyes full of tears, about to fall, the tip of the nose is red.

It's really not to thank him, it's a shame for the sneeze just now, and pretending to be for her.

Gu Tingwen frowned: "Get in the car." ”

"Oh."

The seventh master is really a good person.

With a twist of her face, the good man put the camera in his hand and even the briefcase in her arms: "Take it!" ”

Hey!