Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Token of Love

Seeing the knife in Xiao Qiulan's hand, Wang Dali was very strange: "Where did this knife come from?" It can't be picked up, right? ”

Reaching out and wanting to take it, Xiao Qiulan generously handed it to him, and said expectantly: "You help me take a look, how about this knife?" ”

Wang Dali has carried a knife with him since he was a child, and he can see at a glance whether the knife is good or not.

He took the knife in his hand and looked at it carefully, and there were small but clear words on the hilt: Under the moon, he looked at the stone spirit tree that had just been cut off, and asked her in surprise: "This is what you sharpened with it?" ”

"Hmm." Xiao Qiulan nodded, she didn't expect Wang Dali to be so careful, and even found the words on the handle of the knife.

Wang Dali's expression became solemn: "Where did this knife come from?" ”

"Someone sent it." Xiao Qiulan replied honestly.

Wang Dali asked: "Who sent it?" ”

"A teenager, about your age, taller than you." Xiao Qiulan gestured and explained.

Describe the appearance and clothing of the young man, and ask Wang Dali if he is from their village?

Wang vigorously shook his head, he can be regarded as a beautiful boy in the village, he recognizes the second, no one dares to recognize the first, but listening to Xiao Qiulan's tone, this young man is many times better than him.

Dressed in white silk clothes, he went up the mountain with his attendants, not to work, but to see the waterfall, there is no such a young man in their village!

"He gave you a knife for no reason? Are you sure you didn't know him before? Wang Dali didn't believe it, because this knife was too valuable, if he was not mistaken, this knife should be made of thousand-year-old Xuantie!

"I gave him mosquito repellent first, and he said that he was still courteous, so he gave this knife." Xiao Qiulan told what had happened.

The sachet hanging on her belt was really gone, and Wang Dali looked at her strangely: "You gave him the sachet?" ”

Xiao Qiulan said: "Well, the mosquito repellent is in a sachet. ”

Wang Dali was a little angry: "How can you give away the sachet casually!" ”

The sachet is a girl's private property, so it can be given to outsiders casually, let alone a man?

Wang Dali saw Xiao Qiulan's mouth open wide, and she didn't understand anything, and said, "You give him a sachet, and he gives you a short knife, do you know what this means?" ”

What does it stand for?

Wang Dali clearly told her: "In our place, these two things are tokens of love between men and women!" If you accept each other, it is equivalent to a marriage! ”

Yes? Xiao Qiulan was startled, and then laughed: "Don't worry, I'm wearing men's clothes, and he doesn't know I'm a girl at all!" Even if he knew that I was a girl and that the age difference was too far, he would definitely not mean that. Besides, he's not from your mountains, and we don't have that kind of statement outside the mountains, okay! ”

Wang Dali still felt that it was inappropriate: "I don't believe that you girls outside the mountain can give people sachets casually!" ”

Xiao Qiulan calmly explained: "Don't worry, he just wants mosquito repellent, and when the mosquito repellent runs out, he must have thrown away such an ugly sachet!" ”

Wang Dali always felt that things were not so simple, and there were no such stupid people in this world.

He even thought of the tea merchant Boss Li, could it be that the young man was the son of Boss Li?

Deliberately approaching Xiao Qiulan, wanting to hit their family's Nanshan idea?

Thinking of this, Wang Dali secretly laughed at his suspicions, Boss Li's family almost has to choose the right person, there is no reason to let him, the main master, not stutter, but to please a child, and this child is also a relative of his brother.

Xiao Qiulan is an optimist, and the problem is not so complicated, isn't it just a knife? It's a big deal to return it to someone next time I see it.