The story of a farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 277 Donate to the deceased (2)
But according to Ren Xiao's careful observation, it is actually not the case. Just look at a merchant sitting not far from the governor. He is just rolling his eyes, and there is a big face written on his face, saying a few words directly if he wants money.

Ren Xiao frowned, they had discussed it long ago, if they really want to donate money, they should donate 500 taels or 1000 taels, why their restaurant is a small restaurant, no one values ​​it.

But when he heard what the governor said, Ren Xiao was stunned, this... this... this, what is this situation?Why is there such a model of donating money and giving gifts?
Besides her and Lin Xiaowei, are there other time-traveling colleagues here?
The governor at the top looked at the people below with a proud face, and snorted coldly in his heart, making you think in your mind, I am not a white wolf with empty hands, isn't there something that can be exchanged, or thanks to Mr. Can't think of this idea.

"Everyone, these are all thoughts, and they are all collections worth collecting. For example, this glazed flower vase, this workmanship, this craftsmanship, there is really nothing to say."

Ren Xiao's words sounded very familiar, she raised her head slightly, and finally remembered that she was selling tofu like this at the beginning, the governor of feelings started to do business.

She was not the only one who had such an idea, there were others, but looking at the guards holding swords outside, the people present were angry and annoyed, and one of them took something back home.

Looking at those rich local rich men, each of them donated at least 3000 taels or more than 5000 taels. Small traders like Ren Xiao also donated nearly 2000 taels, and finally took a pair of calligraphy written by someone who didn’t know who it was. .

When I returned to the restaurant, I saw the little girl staring at them with pouts, complaining that they were not loyal enough to take her with them.

Ren Xiao rolled his eyes, not to mention, among the merchants he saw here, he really saw a few rich men who like to prostitute children, and they are very rich, and they can sell 1 taels.

"How could you do this and not take me with you." Apart from Murong Qianqian who was furious, there were really not many people around.

Ning Jian took a deep breath, and said helplessly, "We can't do it either. After all, there are mixed fish and dragons in that place. You can't tell if you are a child from a poor family. Why bother to enter these places."

These words are deep in Mu Jia's heart, but people can't listen, "You just don't want to take me, you just don't want to play with me, I...I hate you, woo..."

Ning Jian was completely stunned. In this life, she only saw Yuan shi crying all the time. He started crying when he was a child, and he still cried when he was old. I thought this little guy would be better, but it didn't happen...it didn't happen.

The corner of Ren Xiao's mouth twitched, this girl must have had a convulsion, her hands were a little itchy, and she wanted to hit someone.

"It's all over. Why cry? There's nothing to cry. When I have a chance, I'll take you to see it." Ren Xiao promised.

With Ren Xiao's promise, the crying stopped abruptly. After a long time, I heard the sound of sobbing, "You...are you serious? Didn't you use words to coax me?"

She wanted to roll her eyes at the little girl again, but seeing how kind-hearted she was, it was better.

She forced her lips into a smile, "Naturally, what I said was never false."

It was such sincerity that Murong Qianqian felt this sincerity, and nodded with tears in her eyes, "I believe in you."

A black line was drawn on the foreheads of Ning Jian and the others who were being used as a curtain. What's the matter?

After the governor recruited a satisfactory amount, he was finally happy, and continued to deal with new affairs with a grin on his face, and he looked younger by several years with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)