Chapter 13, I'll cry to show you if you don't give me meat buns [huh

In the face of such a question, Xinyi can only laugh twice, "In fact, in most cases, it can only be guessed like this. Even if I'm a fortune tellor, I'm not a god. How can I know so much?

"Therefore, you are ambiguous again," Yong Mingyan complained dissatisfiedly, "If you want to drag on this matter until you can't think about it in the end, you won't pursue it? I haven't had so much time to wait for you. Besides, I must get the Xuantie. If I can't find it, I will definitely not be polite to you again.

His face was so serious that he had to correct his attitude. "Don't worry, this thing doesn't look inconspicuous, and there won't be many people until this is Xuantie, so I guess she can find it by looking around for it--" At this point, her eyes were shining again. Staring at him, "Mr. Yong, have you seen that piece of black iron?"

"Of course."

"...Oh, it's not easy to fool."

"What did you say?"

"None! Nothing!" Her little hope fell in an instant and hooked her lips stiffly, "I mean, I will definitely find it for the prince!!" She patted her chest solemnly, "I'll do it, don't worry!"

Yong Mingyanxin said that I was really worried! But he also just thought about it and was embarrassed to point it out.

It's probably when it's time to eat, but this steamed bun is very fast. The shopkeeper had already knocked on the door at this time: "Customer, I have wrapped all the three catties of meat buns you want."

The steamed buns are fragrant. If she hadn't eaten too much, she would really like to have another taste.

"Then let's go!" She got up and said, "Sir Yong, let's go to see if there is any Xuantie you mentioned in the ground, and then I'll go home."

When he saw that Xinyi was so positive, he knew that she was thinking about the three catties of steamed buns at all, and he could not care about looking for Xuantie. I could only sigh secretly and go out with her.

Xinyi took the cloth package containing three catties of steamed buns from the small second-hand store. It was still a little hot to touch, so it was not easy to hold it in his arms and could only carry it. Three catties, in fact, was not very heavy. When she staggered downstairs, Yong Mingyan had already calculated the meal money and waited for her at the door.

"So, should you tell me where you lost Xuan Tie before?"

"Just let me think..."

Yong Mingyan snorted coldly, "It must be that you can't remember because you ate too much and carried a lot of things. I'll carry this steamed bun for you." After saying that, taking advantage of his height, he grabbed the cloth bag and hung it on himself.

It's too sinister!! Yongming geese, Yongming geese! I thought you were an honest person, but I didn't expect you to threaten me with meat buns!!

Although Xinyi was angry, he could only nod in the end and said, "That's all right, I'll take you there." With that, she also revisited her hometown and took Yong Mingyan to the dark alley where she opened the package at the beginning. When she arrived, she pointed to the ground, "I don't bully you. I opened the package here. There are four objects in the package, one is the signature tube, the second is the signature, the third is the signature, and the fourth is the piece of Xuantie you mentioned. At that time, I felt that the black iron was useless, so I threw it here..." She said and looked carefully at the ground--

Although there are several broken bricks on the ground, there is no trace of Xuantie discarded at that time. So, is Xuantie here now? Yong Mingyan kicked the small pieces of broken bricks and tiles, "I don't seem to see it."

"I just left it here, and I don't know anything else." She also muttered dissatisfiedly, but looked up and saw Yong Mingyan picking up the bag of meat buns, as if she was about to fall to the ground. Prince!! The prince's men left a bag!!" She quickly changed her words, "You can beat or scold me, but don't hurt that bag!"

Yong Mingyan glanced at her with the corners of her eyes, "Then tell me, what's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on. I just threw it away at that time... I didn't expect it to be of great use." She sighed, "Now I can only ask the surrounding homes again? But... I'm afraid no one cares about how many stone-like things can be?"

In the face of such a situation, it was useless to argue with her any more, so he had to say boredly, "Are you sure it's here?"

"It's true! There can't be anything wrong with it!" She vowed.

"Well, I can only ask." Yong Mingyan kicked the stone boredly, but his eyebrows had been twisted, which seemed to be very unhappy.

And Xinyi's eyes have been falling on the package with meat buns in his hand, and he can't help wandering between the package and his face.

After another half a minute, Yong Mingyan lowered his head, looked at Xinyi, and frowned more tightly. "Why don't you go and ask! What are you doing here?"

"What? Shall I go?" Xinyi pointed to himself in surprise.

"What do you think?" He gave a white look, "Why don't you ask quickly!"

"You didn't say that I came to inquire at the beginning..." She originally wanted to argue a few words, but when she saw that he raised the cloth pocket again and wanted to fall to the ground, she could only add with tears: "Mr. Yong, your bag, I'll come as soon as I go!" With that, he looked at the bag of steamed bun affectionately again and turned around and ran away.

In this circle, she turned around the residents and merchants around, and even the vendors who set up stalls said that they had not picked up any stones to go home recently. Not to mention whether they will lie, but this kind of thing is very stupid - which normal adult will pick up a stone and go home for no reason?

and so on? So, maybe it was a child who picked up stones and went home?

But it doesn't make sense. Don't you have to pick up stones with beautiful pebbles? No matter how bad it is, you can't pick up that kind of black stone with no shape.

The more Xinyi thought about it, the colder his heart became. When he walked back to Yongmingyan again, his whole body became decadent. "No, Mr. Yong, I asked a big circle over there, and they all said that I had never seen that stone. I think the worst plan may be that it was taken by someone with ulterior motives... But if I didn't take it, I would have taken it earlier. What should I do before I open the package? As she spoke, she couldn't even make it herself, so she could only scratch her brain, "Sir Yong, what do you think we should do about this?"

It seemed that she really tried her best to find it. Yong Mingyan sighed and waved her hand and said, "That's all right today. Let's continue to look for it tomorrow." As he spoke, he still frowned and looked around, "Now I can't find anything, and it's not lost for a day or two... Maybe it will take time to find it." Speaking of this, he could only look down at Xinyi, "Remember, I need to ask more tomorrow!" Insue the whereabouts of Xuantie!"

She is looking for a needle in a haystack, and she is looking for stones all over the city. The ghost knows who picked up the stone and did what he did. Even if he asked, who can have any impression of something that looks no different from ordinary rocks? But in the face of Yong Mingyan's order, she could only agree repeatedly: "Yes, yes!! I will definitely ask, and ask the whole city first!"

"Well, I'll spare you today. The steamed buns are still hot. Go home quickly." With that, he casually threw the cloth bag containing the steamed bun at her. Xinyi stretched out his hand to pick it up, but his feet were mixed with broken bricks, and he hugged the steamed buns in his arms and fell directly into the bricks and tiles on one side.

Then she let out a sad howling: "I! Of! Bag! Son!!"

"...Are you all right!?" Yong Mingyan was shocked and hurried to pick her out of the bricks and tiles. In this process, she did not forget to hold the steamed bun, but she was afraid that the steamed bun would make a mistake. Look at your future. Why don't you put down the steamed bun first and see if it's hurt?"

"It's okay! My steamed bun looks fine!" She looked at the cloth pocket and agreed repeatedly.

"...who asked you about steamed buns!" Yong Mingyan was so angry that she picked up the package, but when she reached for it, the whole back of her hand, wrist, and ** forearm were stained with blood. The wound on the wrist seems to be the most serious. A piece of skin and flesh has been wiped off, and blood is still oozing out.

"Give it back to me!"

"...doesn't your hand hurt?"

She hesitated, and then realized the hot pain on her wrist. She put it in front of her eyes and knew that she had been injured. Then she stretched out her hand and continued to ask him as if she didn't see anything: "Give me back the steamed bun!"

Yong Mingyan sighed helplessly, "You are really good. Isn't your body as important as these three catties of meat buns? Come with me." He said he was about to leave.

"Of course, steamed buns are important! If the skin is broken, it can grow again, but if the steamed buns are broken, they can't be eaten!" Xinyi was anxious and grabbed the corner of his clothes and didn't let go. "What are you going to do? Give me back my steamed bun. I'm still in a hurry to go home!"

"What's wrong with you?" Yong Mingyan frowned into the word 'Chuan', "I'm a doctor. I can't see you go back like this. Anyway, you follow me first and clean up the wound in your hand." After saying that, he wanted to grab her wrist, but saw that there was a wound on his wrist, so he grabbed her finger and dragged her out of the alley.

"I won't go. I'll go back and wash it with water for a few days. You can return the buns to me. What should I do if the buns get cold later!"

Yong Mingyan looked back at her and raised her eyebrows helplessly, "Can you not mention your meat buns?" God knows what's left in your mind except for meat buns. Isn't it that the buns are cold? What should you say if your wound is infected? But all the doctors think that what they say is a big deal, and they don't know how to regret until there is a real mistake? It's just steamed buns. At worst, I'll buy you three catties later.

Xinyi didn't listen to the previous principles, but only heard the last sentence with a sharp ear, "Although it's too waste to buy another three catties, you said that you really have to buy me three catties of hot buns later!"

He blackened his face and pulled her forward.

"Sir Yong, you bought me steamed buns for a while!"

He had no choice but to tell the shopkeeper when he entered the inn, "Give me three catties of meat buns, and ask him to take them away later." He said that he signaled Xinyi with the other hand. Seeing that the shopkeeper had truthfully recorded the account, Yong Mingyan turned to her and said helplessly, "You should rest assured that I won't owe you meat buns now, right?"