Chapter 14: People and ghosts have different paths, little sister!
Sikong Yan felt that he should refuse, but at this time, he could not refuse.
When Xu Qingling continued to hand the bank card to him, he hurriedly took it, as if grasping the last straw.
Said: "Miss, thank you very much, thank you very much. This ginseng is really important to me."
After swiping the card, Sikong Yan took the ginseng with both hands. Ginseng, put it away carefully.
"Don't pull the red rope away, otherwise the ginseng will run away." The old man warned.
“Okay, okay.”
After Sikong Yan bought the 500-year-old ginseng, Xu Qingling said, “I’ve packed up the rest of the ginseng.”
The old man was a little scared again. This meant that he was going to be trapped.
Probably, no.
Anyway, in the end, Xu Qingling bought all the seven or eight ginseng roots from other years in the grandpa’s stall.
She felt that this thing was a good thing and might be used in the future.
My grandfather once talked about her before, saying that she was like a little hamster and always liked to hoard things. As long as she thought it was useful, she would hoard a lot.
However, although grandpa complained, he always condoned any of her behaviors.
After selling the ginseng, after Xu Qingling took another deep look at him, the old man ran away without even cleaning up the stall after Xu Qingling and Sikong Yan turned around, and disappeared after a while. I know, I thought someone was chasing him.
Sikong Yan looked at the old man who disappeared in a blink of an eye, and muttered: "Why did you run so fast? Are you in a hurry to get back? However, although this old man's hair and beard have turned white, his legs and feet are still nimble."
Crying in my heart, desperately digging into the soil and running away, the old ginseng that has lived for more than 2,000 years: If my legs and feet were not in good condition, I would have been eaten long ago. That girl asked about those two profound sentences and her eyes. She just wanted to eat him. Woo hoo, he'd better run away first. Hey, he really couldn't understand those people and ghosts. He couldn't understand them. He is more than 2,000 years old, and he is the oldest among the elderly. This meat is rotten and really tastes bad.
After muttering, Sikong Yan and Xu Qingling continued shopping.
"Don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you."
"You tell me where your grave is, and I will burn it for you, that is, it will be divided in installments... ..." Sikong Yan said with some meaning.
There may be no way to pay it all in one lump sum, but even if it is in installments, he will definitely pay it off.
Sikong Yan sighed with emotion, this female ghost lady is really kind-hearted and the most beautiful and kind-hearted female ghost he has ever met.
Xu Qingling: Thank you for the invitation. I am not dead yet. I don’t have a grave yet, so there is no need to burn paper in front of my grave.
“Don’t worry, maybe we will meet again in the future, and the money will be paid back one day.”
“Oh, okay, okay.” Sikong Yan agreed, But I touched my head, but I couldn't figure it out. Will we meet again in the future?
At this moment, Sikong Yan, who had watched some ghost movies, suddenly widened his eyes.
Here, this ghost girl is probably attracted to him and wants to have a human-ghost relationship with him, right? That's why you helped him like this?
Think again of the young lady’s black and gold bank card.
Does the young lady want to have a human-ghost relationship with him, or does she just like his delicious body and want to keep him?
Sikong Yan cried in his heart. Although, although the young lady is very good-looking, kind, and helpful, she is actually a ghost.
People and ghosts have different paths, little sister!
Also, and I am only 17 years old, I am not yet a minor!
Forget it, if the young lady really falls in love with him, then he should just accept it, but he must wait until he is an adult.
There are still 7 months and 23 days until he reaches adulthood!
This is his final bottom line!
Just think of it as repayment for the ghost lady who kindly lent him the money.
He, Sikong Yan, must be a person who knows how to repay kindness.
Xu Qingling watched as Sikong Yan distanced herself from her for a while, and then came closer again. The expression on his face seemed to be crying but not crying, smiling but not smiling. His mouth was pursed, and for a while he looked sad and angry. , and felt relieved and relaxed for a while, feeling a little strange. But she didn't pay much attention.
Xu Qingling never likes to guess what others think.
While walking, something placed on a stall suddenly caught Xu Qingling's attention.
She walked over.
On the stall was a blue and white long skirt. The long skirt was not so gorgeous, but it had a low-key luxury...
Of course, this long skirt, It was not what attracted Xu Qingling's attention the most.
What caught her attention was the introduction of this long skirt.
I saw it read: Blue phoenix feathers are woven in ninety-nine and eighty-one days. The wearer will not be stained by fine dust and can automatically adjust to the most comfortable temperature for the body without being affected by any external factors.
Xu Qingling has a cold constitution. Even in the hottest summer, she still has to wear long sleeves.
Even if the temperature drops slightly, she has to put on an extra coat.
In winter, it’s even worse.
Wearing too many and too thick clothes is of no use.
Grandpa said that she might have been left in the snow and suffered frostbite, which is why she was like this.
Every time he saw Xu Qingling getting sick due to the cold, and almost losing half of her life, grandpa would curse at the people who abandoned her.
Every winter after that, grandpa would take her to a warm city to spend the winter.
Cold, for Xu Qingling, was the last thing she wanted to endure since she was a child. Unfortunately, she endured it for more than 20 years.
For others, it was just an ordinary cold, but for Xu Qingling, it was freezing to the bone. Every time at that time, she felt that her soul was shivering from the cold.
For more than twenty years, Xu Qingling has not been able to feel or understand what "warmth" feels like.
Can this special skirt protect her from the cold?
Maybe you can give it a try.
Just when Xu Qingling bent down to pick up the skirt, a hand suddenly stretched out from beside him and pressed it on the skirt.
A female voice sounded, "What a beautiful dress."
"Boss, how can I sell this skirt? I want it."
Xu Qingling frowned slightly, looked in the direction of the voice, and saw several young men surrounding a girl.
The girl was born well, but her eyebrows were full of arrogance.
And...
Xu Qingling felt that the aura of these people was similar to that of Sikong Yan.
Is he a human being and a member of the human metaphysics family?
"Baililin, why is it you! Didn't you see that my sister was the first to like this dress? Why are you here to grab it!" When Sikong Yan heard the voice, he secretly said no Well, when I turned around, I saw Baililin and a bunch of thugs surrounding her.
Bai Lilin glanced at Xu Qingling, as if she was examining and judging something, but when she saw Sikong Yan, her eyes were filled with contempt.
"Who am I talking about? It turns out to be you, the little loser of the Sikong family. I didn't expect you to be here. Why, aren't you afraid of being blackmailed again? Or..."
Bai Lilin glanced at Xu Qingling and continued: "Or, you are entangled in that now."
(End of this chapter)