Chapter 146

In the deep night, the sound of cicadas and frogs became more and more obvious. When Jin Xiaoxiao finished talking with Fubo, he turned back to the guest room, but again, there was no sign of Jindan.

The windows in the room are open, and with the gusts of night wind beating against the lattice.

She sat by the bed, a faint smile, has a kind heart as donkey liver lung feeling spontaneously.

This night, Jin Xiaoxiao tossed and turned, how can't sleep, good to come out a trip, unexpectedly lost such a large sum of money, why bother to come.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, until the next morning, Jin Xiaozao left the door early and ordered the shopkeeper to prepare some food for the big guy on the road.

During this time, she took control of her own fate, and her skin color gradually became white. She walked out of the inn, and the morning light was shining on her face, which made her skin white.

Sun San tidied up the cargo box, turned to see Jin Xiaoxiao, but he didn't speak. With a cold face, he passed her and went straight into the inn. When he returned to his room, he slammed the door.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, Jin Xiaoxiao could not help shivering.

She has already given them the service fee. How come

Just thinking about it, Fubo came out, his face still, with a light smile: "boss Jin, how did you get up so early?"

Jin Xiaoxiao looks embarrassed. Last night her brother destroyed other people's valuable porcelain. If she can sleep well, it's heartless.

With an embarrassed smile, she said bitterly, "it's really because golden eggs destroyed several boxes of sweet white glaze..."

She shook her head and sighed. Suddenly, she felt that she was oppressed.

As if nothing had happened, Fubo patted Jin's little shoulder gently: "don't take it to heart, my master has a way to deal with it."

Since Jin Xiaoxiao came to Puyang County, he has been making use of and troubling other people's grandchildren. If he is still needed to help in this matter, it's hard to say.

Just as she was about to say something, she saw fauber take out a silver note from his sleeve pocket and put it into Jin Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Fubo, this..."

Fubo said with a smile, "I have discussed with my brothers. You should take the money first. Let's go to Cangzhou."

No wonder sun San just gave her face. It turned out that they didn't share the money.

She refused again and again, but Fubo refused to accept her money. In desperation, she had to give up. Along the way, Jin Xiaoxiao didn't care to see the scenery outside the carriage, and no one in the caravan and horse team ever talked to her again.

After noon, Jin Xiaoxiao took out his food box, divided the prepared food according to the number of people, lifted the car curtain, and called to the nearest sun Sanqing: "little Sanzi."

Sun San didn't seem to hear Jin Xiaoxiao's words. He didn't even look back.

Jin xiaodaimei frowned slightly, raised her tone and called out again: "xiaosanzi!"

This sound startled all the people in the caravan team, and cast their eyes in her direction.

Jin Xiaoxiao laughed awkwardly and made it to the front of the carriage: "the big guys have been driving all noon. At this meeting, the big guys are hungry. I've prepared some food. Why don't we..."

"We can't afford boss Jin's food."

The crowd did not know who said such a sentence. Jin Xiaoxiao's face turned red. Her smile froze on her face and became more and more embarrassed.

Fauber glanced at the speaker and coughed softly.

All of a sudden, the rustling sound dissipated. Fauber turned over and got off the horse. He raised his hand and said in a high voice, "it's not too early. The big guy is tired. Let's have something to eat first, and then it's not too late."

Fubo has already spoken, and it's hard for others to say anything more.

Jin Xiaoxiao took the food, got out of the carriage and handed it to Fubo. She looked around. She lowered her voice and whispered in Fubo's ear: "the big guys are still angry. If you see me, I'm afraid you can't eat. You eat first. I'll go back to the carriage."

With that, she turned and left.

Constable Zhao, who had just got out of the carriage, saw this soberness and said he was very helpless. He took a piece of dry food and got on Jin's little carriage.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jin Xiaoxiao slowly opened his closed eyes and glanced at him: "Why are you here?"

"I haven't seen you eat since morning. Here is this for you." When Constable Zhao spoke, he handed the dry food in his hand to Jin Xiaoxiao.

Jin Xiaoxiao had no appetite. He shook his head slightly and said, "I can't eat it."

"Hi! Just a few boxes of China. Don't take it seriously

Constable Zhao sat down beside Jin Xiaoxiao and touched her arm with his elbow. He said with a smile, "I heard about it last night. Although it's troublesome, it seems that Fubo has a way to solve it, and you don't need to pay for it."

"What else can I do? It's uncle sun who will pay for the money. It's my brother's business, and I don't care."

Looking at Constable Zhao eating dry food one by one, it's not like he's trying to comfort himself. Instead, it's like he's looking for a place to have lunch.

Gold small mercilessly white he one eye, one took another dry food in his hand, big bite down.

Constable Zhao laughed and said, "that's right. No matter what happens, you can't have a bad time with your stomach."

Jin Xiaoxiao didn't bother to pay attention to him. He ate one mouthful after another.

A dry food belly, Jin Xiaoxiao only feel thirsty, suddenly passed a kettle in front of the ground, raised his eyes to look at Constable Zhao, see he still face with a bright smile, looking at himself for a moment.

"You have eyes."

Jin Xiaoxiao took the kettle and began to drink it.

Constable Zhao folded his hands, put them behind his head, and leaned against the wall of the car. He looked as if he was muttering to himself. In fact, he said to Jin Xiaoxiao: "it's just a few boxes of sweet white glaze. It's not impossible."

Hearing the words, Jin Xiaoxiao couldn't help staring at the constable Zhao and asked, "do you have a way?"

Constable Zhao nodded his head noncommittally. He just laughed and didn't reply. He still looked like he was working hard. He said to himself, "my father has a lot of collections. There are a few boxes of sweet and white glazed bottles and flower bags in our warehouse."

With a happy face, Jin Xiaoxiao quickly changed his attitude and said, "brother Zhao, I wonder if your father can transfer those sweet white glazed porcelain to me?"