Langya's dream

Chapter 28【Lord Lin Lao Pavilion】

On the sixth day of October, it should be November in the Gregorian calendar.I lay on the bed and counted with my fingers.I don’t know if the eldest brother has found Li Zhongxin, and there is no news at all. Didn’t he say that the old pavilion master came to Jinling when he left? Congratulations to this body, after all, if I didn't have this body, I don't know where I would be.After thinking about it, he got up and walked out.

(Jinling City, Garment Shop)

"Boss, is the dress I want ready?" I walked into a tailor shop in the east of the city and asked.

The boss pulled down his glasses and fixed his eyes on me, smiled and turned into the inner room, and took out a cloak.

"According to the girl's request, the color is white, and all the fox fur on the collar has been changed to rabbit fur." ​​The boss handed me the cloak and said.

Touching this pile of fur collars is very comfortable; since the only way to hide is to use animal fur to keep warm, domestic rabbits are better than wild foxes, after all, wild foxes are protected animals; after thinking about it, I tried it on; to keep warm The effect is temporarily invisible, but the windshield is real.It is white and reveals the complexion, not bad.

"That's fine." I said while turning around.

The boss at the side looked at me with a smile, rubbed his hands together and said, "In addition to the deposit, the girl will also give you four taels of silver."

"Four taels of silver! I have already given you six taels of silver as a deposit, and you said that you can give me another tael of silver. Why is it now four taels of silver?" I stopped walking in circles and looked at the boss.Could it be that I entered a black shop?

"Didn't the girl change the fox fur into rabbit fur? Rabbits also need money to feed. What's more, the girl wants white, which is not so white in ordinary cotton and linen. I specially added a layer of sura, Look at the material, right?" The boss changed his smile and began to explain.

Four taels of silver, the ten taels of silver sent by Langya Pavilion some time ago, and now there are only two taels left, and I plan to wait for Lin Chen to come back and ask him for more, but it turns out...you boss is planning to eat me Is this single for a year?

"Then I don't want it anymore." I took off my cloak and handed it to the boss.

When the boss saw that I was not going to pay, he immediately changed his face. "It's okay not to, I can't give you the deposit."

"Are you kidding me? I'll give you six taels of silver if I try it. It's not like you can't sell your clothes hanging here." I replied in surprise.

The boss looked calm, and pointed to a small wooden board behind the door: "We are also a small business, and the store regulations are clearly written, and the deposit is non-refundable."

I looked in the direction he pointed, and there was indeed a piece of wood that said so.I clasped my waist with both hands and argued with the boss: "Your plank is so small, and it is still behind the door. Who can see it? Aren't you clearly defrauding consumers?"

"How do you talk, little girl? We wrote it very clearly. You can't blame us if you didn't see it. You are not a girl from a lonely family. You can't afford to pay for four taels of silver." The boss pushed and slid on the bridge of his nose. glasses, his tone was full of disdain.

"I only have one tael of silver." I replied bluntly.

"I see how much the silver hairpin on your head is worth, and it can be paid for." The boss looked me up and down a few times, and his gaze was fixed on my head.

I subconsciously protected the silver hairpin in the bun and said, "No. Only this one is not allowed."

This is a gift from Jingyan on Qixi Festival, I can’t give this to anything!After thinking about it, just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, there was a burst of deep laughter outside the store door.

"Hahaha, what makes you cherish so much?"

Accompanied by the sound, a man of about 38 years old walked in, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, and his black hair was untied and untied behind him, forming a stark contrast with his white clothes.

Strange, who is this?Looking at this outfit, it is somewhat similar to my elder brother.Thinking of this, I was stunned, it couldn't be the old pavilion master!

"Xiao Jin, how are you doing in Jinling City?" The man walked to me and looked down at me with a smile.

"Very good, very good. Are you Lin Lao Pavilion Master?" I whispered what I thought in my heart.

I didn't see it clearly just now, but now I got closer and realized that the man in front of him has deep features, a high nose, and sword-like eyebrows, which makes him look a bit out of place with this attire. I always feel that this face should be wearing armor.

"It seems that what Xiaochen said is true, you really don't remember?" The man's words interrupted my train of thought.

Xiaochen?Could it be Lin Chen!This sentence inexplicably hit my point of laughter, and I couldn't help laughing out.

The boss at the side rolled his eyes and asked the man rightly, "Are you this girl's?"

"I'm his father." The man replied with a natural look.

It seems that my guess is right, it really is the father of that crazy brother!Bah, he is also my father now, he must be too young, but yes, I am also young.After thinking about it, I held my father's hand and said to the boss with my head held high: "Yes, he is my father, and he will pay the money."

"Four taels of silver." The boss smiled at Pavilion Master Lin.

My father took out the silver and handed it to the boss, took the cloak, turned around and squatted down to help me tie it on my body.

"Father, I don't remember what happened before, aren't you sad?" I expressed my doubts.

"Can you remember when I'm sad?" Father got up and said with a smile.

Indeed, I nodded slightly, and suddenly another question came to my mind, asking: "Father, how do you know I'm in this store?"

Father gently took my hand and walked out of the tailor shop.

"It's not easy for me to find you."

Well, I finally know why Lin Chen is your son, Dese looks almost exactly the same.I looked at him and thought.

"Xiao Jin, today is your mother's death day." The father said lightly.

Mother, yes, I've never thought about why Lin Chen doesn't have a mother, why Lin Huaijin doesn't have a mother, but shouldn't today be my birthday?How did it become the anniversary of my mother's death?What else is there that I don't know.

"Xiao Jin?"

"Ah, oh, the anniversary of my mother's death; Dad, why did my mother die?" I came back to my senses after being called by my father.

My father stopped, stared sideways at me for a long time, smiled slightly and raised his hand to touch my head, then turned and walked forward;

"When your mother gave birth to you, it was a difficult labor." The father said in a flat tone, without any emotion, which made it difficult for me to judge his mood.

It turned out that it was dystocia. In ancient times, when a woman gave birth, half of her leg would enter the gate of hell. Alas, thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel very sad.

"I'm sorry, Dad."

My birthday is the anniversary of my mother's death, which is too tragic.I thought.

"Stupid daughter, what's wrong with you; go away and take you to the wind." After saying that, my father knelt down and motioned for me to go on his back.

I paused and lay down on the majestic father's back.

"Shouldn't I go back to Langya Pavilion to sacrifice..."

Before I finished speaking, my father interrupted: "It turns out that you don't remember anything. We people in Langya Pavilion don't burrow into the ground and don't set up signs after death. Things go with the wind."

I didn't expect there to be such a rule, but it's true, after all, Langya Pavilion knows too many things, has participated in many things, and there are still some sins.Using this method after death can be considered reasonable.After thinking about it, he hugged his father's neck tightly.

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