I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

　　 slept beautifully, and Lingping opened his eyes.

　　 reached out and touched on the bed. He touched his phone and unlocked the screen to see that it was already 7:30 in the morning.

　　 He got up, and after a brief refreshing, he remembered the little peach tree upstairs.

　　 So, he took a cup of water and took the cup of water and went up the stairs.

　　 walked to the hut on the top floor, a plastic basin was placed in the corner of the door.

　　Ling walked in and took a look at it. The young sapling that had only been drilled out of two small shoots the day before yesterday now looked like a little sapling.

　　 "Great!" Ling Ping An was very happy.

　　 So, he poured a little water carefully.

　　 Then move this plastic basin to the edge of the corner of the door, so that it can get a little bit of the sun without having to withstand the scorching sun at noon and afternoon.

　　 When he turned and walked down the stairs.

　　 The little peach sapling in the plastic basin gave out a sudden giggle.

　　 I don't know where a breeze is blowing.

　　 The young sapling shut up immediately, so it stretched its young leaves, like an unfolded solar sail, directly out of the open space, enjoying the sunshine.

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　　 went down the stairs and just opened the shop.

　　 Ling Ping An saw the niece of the king's aunt, standing in front of his shop.

　　 She is still carrying brand-new clothes bags.

　　 "I'm sorry!" The little girl lowered her head in shame: "Master Ling, because of me, the clothes you sent to wash were accidentally damaged..."

　　 She handed the bag in her hand to Ling Ping An: "I bought these again according to your brand..."

　　 She bowed deeply with apprehension, her face flushed red: "Please accept it!"

　　 Lingping listened peacefully, she was slightly shocked, and subconsciously took it.

　　 Then he reacted immediately.

　　 The clothes I sent for washing were accidentally damaged by this little girl?

　　 Then, the little girl took out her own pocket and bought me the same new clothes to compensate?

　　 Spiritual peace feels, the light of the right way shines on my body.

　　 There are a bunch of self-media on the Internet. They always say that the quality of the federal people is getting lower and lower, that the traditional values ​​are almost gone, and the Beat Generation.

　　 It looks like it’s all farting!

　　 look!

　　 This little girl, who is only twenty years old at most, may have just left school and started her first job-doing some things for her aunt's laundry.

　　 But I have been able to be honest and frank-come to the door in person and admit that the laundry was damaged because of my own sake instead of trying to wrangling, bucking, and delaying.

　　 was even more courageous and committed-paying for it out of his own pocket, and making excessive compensation before the victim made a request.

　　 still has a look of guilt and guilt!

　　In ancient times, those who do this, regardless of gender, will be praised.

　　 So, Lingping didn't think much about it, and said to her: "You wait here!"

　　 Then he walked back to the counter, opened the drawer, and counted five hundred-yuan bills from the stack of banknotes in the drawer.

　　 Then he took the five banknotes and handed them to the little girl.

　　 He bought his clothes by himself, of course he knows the price.

　　In the store, the average is about thirty or forty yuan.

　　 The brand of the clothes that the little girl sent can basically match, so the five hundred yuan is almost her expense.

　　 "What are you doing?" The little girl was frightened, holding the banknote in her hand, at a loss.

　　 "Have you been to college!?" Lingping asked.

　　 The other nodded.

　　 "Then you should know the story of Zi Gong ransoming people and Zilu saving lives..." Lingping looked at her encouragingly: "Your behavior deserves praise!"

　　 "Furthermore..." He looked at the little girl's dress, just like him, just wearing some cheap casual clothes.

　　Why do working people make it difficult for working people?

　　 "You just worked, and your income must not be much..." Lingping said earnestly: "How much money can you have in a month?"

　　 "You lost these clothes. I am afraid that you won't even have enough living expenses this month?!"

　　 Generally speaking, the wages of helpers in laundry shops like this are very low.

　　 It costs two thousand yuan to die in a month.

　　 Although for this kind of low-income people who have just graduated, the federal center has preferential policies and subsidies for food and rent.

　　 But the discount is only the income tax reduction.

　　 Subsidies are not enough.

The food stamps issued by 　　 can generally only be used to buy cheap meat from the Northern Zhou Dynasty and Southern Zhou Dynasty-usually poultry.

　　Ghost knows how the capitalists of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and Southern Zhou Dynasty raised those chickens, ducks and geese?

　　 Anyway, large-scale concentrated feeding must have problems such as excessive antibiotics and excessive hormones.

　　 Young girl, if you eat those junk food every day, your health will definitely go wrong!

　　 Others can't control it well.

　　 But under his nose, it is difficult for him to watch a tragedy happen.

　　 This is also a common problem for web authors.

　　 The longer I write and the more books I read, the easier it is to be moved.

　　 So, he is obviously in a touch of himself now.

　　 After thinking about it, he felt that he still had to give this little girl a little reward and commemoration-the school had to give a certificate to the pupils to help the old grandma cross the road!

So he reached out from the drawer, took out a craft coin that I received last night, and stuffed it into the little girl's hand: "This coin, although it may not be worth much, but the workmanship is exquisite. I will give it to you. Commemorate it!"

　　………………………………

　　An Xiaoxiao walked back to her office nervously with the money in her hand.

　　 She feels very useless.

　　Such an errand, everything was done.

　　 "Director..." An Xiaoxiao lowered her head and looked at Xia Ping who was already waiting in her office. She was ashamed: "I didn't complete the task, please punish me!"

　　In An Xiaoxiao’s understanding, what he undertakes is to deliver clothes for a goal.

　　 But now, although the target has accepted the clothes ~www.ltnovel.com~, he has given money.

　　 Then this is not a gift.

　　 This mission also failed.

　　 "What's the matter?" The director was unexpectedly lifeless, but asked in a pleasant tone, "Xiao An, please tell me carefully..."

　　 An Xiaoyu handed over the five hundred-yuan bills he had in his hand and the target that seemed to be some kind of ancient coin to him.

　　 Then I said everything about today.

　　 After finishing speaking, she criticized herself very much: "Director, I don't know why..."

　　 "In front of Master Ling, I can't refuse at all..."

　　 "Am I useless?!"

　　 "No!" The director did not blame her as he thought, but rather said happily: "Xiao An! Your task is done very well!"

　　 "I'm afraid no one can do better than you!"

　　 An Xiaoxiao raised his head incredulously, and saw the five hundred-yuan bills, which the director put on the table casually.

　　 He took the souvenir coin presented by the bookstore owner and touched it lovingly.

　　 is like a supreme treasure...

　　 Xia Ping has long since found out that the money that the bookstore's target spends, whether it is cash or mobile payment, is the same as ordinary money, and there is nothing special.

　　 I really want to have it, it means that there is a strong aura on the cash coupon.

　　 But the aura on these banknotes will quickly diminish and disappear as long as you leave the bookstore.

　　 has little meaning and has no effect.

but……

　　 He looked at the coin in his hand.

　　 He can clearly feel that there is a strong psychic energy in this coin.

　　 It must have a special purpose!