C23 Talking about Money Hurts Feelings

In the end, Jiang Tang was blindly tucked into the warmth of her bed.

In the past few days, the snow on the tree branches had rushed to show itself in front of the sun, melting a lot of snow. The night was very wet and cold, so he simply wrapped Jiang Tang in a spring roll.

"Go to sleep Tang Tang." He patted her thin shoulder.

JiangTang looked at his eyes that were as black as the stars and shook her head, "I want to know what Satan said to you."

He shouldn't have been so bored as to blindly pass on a message to Blacky.

Satan was his personal bodyguard.

The little girl was no longer the slovenly girl he had picked up from the streets. Her fair and clean face was not even the size of his palm. She was rather cute.

But her personality was too similar to the firecrackers on New Year's Eve.

A tiny spark could make her explode.

After a pause, he bent down and stuck the City God Temple's blessing on her forehead. Then he grabbed her wrist and threatened her, "If you don't sleep, I'll kiss you."

"Do you really dare to kiss me?"

"Do you want to see if it's real or fake?"

"I'm going to sleep. I'm blind."

Jiang Tang used the pillow made from old clothes as a pillow and rolled into the bed. She was as clumsy as a big brown bear stuck in the snow in winter. Her back was facing the blind man. "I want to eat sandwiches tomorrow."

She had seen the sandwich at the Western hotel.

Vegetables, bread, ham, and white salad dressing.

The blind black man thought about the green lettuce in the middle and refused with a frown, "Either it's fish dumplings from the Mu Family's restaurant in the West District, or it's bread from the Russian Concession."

Jiang Tang closed her eyes and counted the sheep that jumped from the pen.

The moon was about to escape from the mountain that was holding it.

The rat that was hiding in the corner seemed to have noticed this problem as well. The sound of digging gradually disappeared. It seemed like there was still a long, long time left.

So there was nothing to worry about. Everything could be done slowly.

"Sleep, TangTang." He touched JiangTang's cold forehead.

JiangTang... JiangTang held herself back and didn't say anything. But the next morning, when she passed by the blind black room with a face washcloth, she rang the hanging clock under the roof.

Ah Fu had found it in the Pan Family Garden some time ago.

He said that it was a ticking clock from the Han Dynasty and was given to the blind black man to use as an alarm clock.

Jiang Tang squinted her eyes and studied the clockwork for a long time, but she still couldn't figure out how the clockwork looked like at all. It looked more like a common clockwork clock in the temple, but it was indeed very useful as an alarm clock.

She looked at the blind black man who suddenly pulled open the wooden door.

Her eyebrows curved and she smiled like a fox. "It's the Mu Family's restaurant in the west district. We agreed on it."

Blind Hei lowered his head and looked at the red boxers on his waist. He quietly pulled open the curtain and hid it. He asked her, "Did Wei Baiyu call at six o'clock?"

Jiang Tang's routine was the same as that of the wild phoenix at home.

Blind Black lowered his head to look at the red boxers on his waist. Without batting an eyelid, he pulled open the curtain to cover himself and asked her, Did Wei Baiyu call at six o'clock? Jiang Tang's daily routine was the same as that of the wild phoenix at home who was in charge of chirping - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

She rubbed her face. "Why did Wei Baiyu call me?"

Blackey raised his eyelids, and the faint morning light shone on his eyelashes. He couldn't see her facial expression clearly, so he pointed at the west side of the city.

"He rested in the west last night?" Jiang Tang asked in confusion.

Black Eyes knew that she did it on purpose, but he still corrected her seriously: "Wei Qingyu works at the newspaper office in the West District. Wei Baiyu said that she wanted to meet you there for afternoon tea."

"Do I look like someone who likes afternoon tea?"

"No, but I know you lack money." He glanced at her as if he could see through her to see her true nature. "The small yellow croakers I lent you are enough to fill the Temple of Fortune."

Jiang Tang curled up and rang the bell.

She was different from Ah Fu.

Where Hulk was, luck continued to make money. Where she was... It would be good if no one died. What was there to talk about? She handed the glass bottle filled with hot water to the blind man.

"Talking about money hurts our relationship. Do you know which newspaper Wei Qingyu is from?"

Black Blind:... "Xinjin Yu."