Forty-third Pile of gifts

Fu Xiao shook his head stupidly, his expression was inexplicably a little dark, he was silent for a long time, and he confessed quite seriously.

He said: "I have eight points of responsibility for you and two points of friendship. At the moment, we are still cooperating, and in this kind of thing, we will not lie to you, and you should not take what I said as a joke. ”

"When did I force you to do your duty? Besides, we don't know each other that well. ”

Ji Yao grabbed his words and didn't let go.

Fu Xiao couldn't help it, so he could only nod his head in agreement, and then added: "Although I am unrighteous first, since I brought you out, there is no reason to send you back unsafely." ”

Seeing that the topic was about to go around to the unpleasantness of the previous day, Ji Yao hurriedly said, "Okay, and believe you." ”

After speaking, he turned around, propped up the window, looked outside, and no longer bothered Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao also stopped talking in time, took a chess game and looked at it.

After a while, Ji Yuanyuan saw the sign of the inn where they were staying, closed the window, turned his head, and asked Fu Xiao puzzledly: "I should have something else to do, why did I come back here again?" ”

Fu Xiao flipped through the book in his hand and explained calmly: "After being delayed for most of the day, if you go to visit the house of the bald fifth senior at this hour, is it possible that you are rushing to have dinner with him?" Let's go back and rest first, and it's not too late to go tomorrow. ”

Ji Yao thought about it, and felt that it was not unreasonable, thinking that Fu Xiao, this guy, either planned everything well and everything was under control, so he would be so unhurried and impatient.

Either that, it is safe in everything and is born chronic...... can't do it all at once, she is anxious for him.

When he arrived at the inn, Ji Yao only said that he was unwell and didn't even eat, so he went back to his room to rest.

The moment he opened the door, Ji Yao thought that he had gone to the wrong room.

She is obviously so light that she can't go into battle lightly, how can there be so many packages and bags?

Ji Yao put back the front foot that stepped into the door, and looked back at the sign hanging at the door.

"Tianzi II" is no problem, but why, there is an extra mess in her room out of thin air?

Ji Yao walked in with doubts, closed the door carefully, walked around the pile of things for a small half circle, and carefully pulled out a small box.

Before she could think of it, her hand had not left, and the pile began to crumble. She hurriedly took two steps back, and watched as they all fell to the ground in a hurry.

Ji Yao only felt that his head was big.

What's going on?

There are so many things, and it doesn't fit to put them on the ground like this.

。 Most of the room was occupied, and where there was still a place for her to move her feet, she could only complain while resigning herself to rebuilding it.

Fortunately, the heavy objects are basically at the bottom and do not need to be moved. However, just taking those small things made Ji Yao tired and had a sore back.

When she finished her labor, she leaned over and examined her work.

I saw those gift boxes stacked one by one, and they were more than half a person tall at her waist.

How many things must have been, she thought, silently counting.

It's just that he hasn't figured it out yet, and Ji Yao saw that there were still a lot of silk satin wrapped in silk paper on the bed.

There are all kinds of colors, whole horses.

These things are a little familiar.

Isn't this what Fu Xiao bought today? She also disliked Fu Xiao's vision of choosing colors and styles.

After carefully disposing of it, Ji Yao found that there were few things that Fu Xiao used at the moment, and most of them were some fans, embroidered silks, beads and hairpins.

"I'm afraid it wasn't the wrong delivery, but don't say it, he bought it for me."

Ji Yao had this idea in his mind, and he only felt a chill running up his back, and he shivered.

"What's that going on?" What she had on her head before was the name of "widow", even if Fu Xiao and Na Jia Xiaofu knew each other, for him, Ji Yao was "the wife of a friend", and there was no reason to have other thoughts about her......

But this mountain-like gift was piled up in front of Ji Yao's eyes, and she couldn't control her thoughts at all, thinking wildly.

People say that girls should be rich, and their old Ji family has always adhered to this fine tradition.

There is no shortage of money in the family, so it is even more laborious to raise a girl's family than to raise a child with a handle.

It has always been that they give whatever they want, and they don't have to think about whether it costs money or not.

Ji Yao, who thrived in this environment, has been the master of giving other people's objects since he was a child, and rarely accepts gifts.

Receiving gifts, Ji Yao felt troublesome just thinking about it.

Communication is just about you coming and going, there must be a return, and the value must be commensurate, the quantity is commensurate, this is the rule.

In the early years, the young Ji Yao received a wooden figure toy carved by the little brother next door as a gift, and the next day her father Ji Shengchuan helped her make the decision, sent someone to the family to return the gift, and gave her an embroidered handkerchief.

That being said, where did Ji Yao learn female red and used needlework, in fact, two embroidery threads were worn on the plain white silk handkerchief and a dot was poked.

Meaning, I received the toys carefully prepared by others, and this gift can be regarded as Ji Yao's hand.

Not only that, but the handkerchief also contains a clever bird, which is vivid, and when placed on the ground, it will not only run but also chirp.

It is said that it is a gadget made by the descendants of Luban, which is not available on the market, and it is also a rare object.

I received one and returned to my house two.

Ji Yao basically didn't learn anything useful from his father, but the problem of "getting one and two" has fallen since then.

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Ji Yao was thinking, how much do I have to buy and send back?

If you want to say that there are any good things along the streets of Xucheng Street?

There are also the objects in those shops, which are very beautiful at first glance, and have a special character, but they can only be said to look exquisite and the price is inflated.

Ji Yao's family, what kind of family background is that, what good things haven't you seen? These things didn't get into her eyes at all.

If this was really bought by Fu Xiao for her, Ji Yao couldn't estimate the real price, and secondly, he didn't know whether to turn the zero into a big one, or simply double the quantity.

For a bunch of things she doesn't need, prepare a return gift that is "commensurate with the value and the amount...... Isn't that just a waste of money?

She is not at home now, there are mountains of gold and silver to cause disasters at will, if this amount of money is spent, it will be more painful and heart-wrenching.

Thinking of this, Ji Yao decided to ignore the thirty-seven twenty-one, go to Mo Di first, and ask him to move this hot and occupied thing.

When you don't see anything.