Chapter 905
When he saw the finished beads, Ling Heng realized what he had done wrong. He was very embarrassed. The value of this string of beads was definitely more than the silver ticket he read to Tong An.

Except for a blue mother-of-pearl, the rest are white round pearls of the same size. Next to the mother-of-pearl is a flat special-shaped bead, and a white lotus-shaped pendant of special-shaped beads hangs below it. It is a disciple bead made of ten small pearls strung together.

These Buddhist beads seem to be of great value, and the eminent monks were careful when making them.

Ling Heng really wanted to ask Tong An Nian the real value of this Buddhist bead, but he was afraid that Tong An Nian would say that he was hypocritical. Thinking about it, he had received Tong An Nian's kindness first.

When Ling Heng delivered Tong Anian's custom-made Fengguan Xiapei, he really sent three large boxes, and Tong Anian asked someone to send the boxes directly to her room.

"An Nian, thank you." Ling Heng thanked Tong An Nian respectfully.

"Thank you for what? I should thank you. This is the silver for custom-made Fengguan Xiapei." Tong Anian handed three banknotes to Ling Heng: "No matter how much, I will give this much. If it is not enough, you can add it yourself." Bar."

Tong Annian's smiling face made Ling Heng smile, but he didn't say much.

"By the way, Brother Ling Heng, I still have some business to discuss with you. When will you be free, let's have a good chat?" Tong Anian said softly.

"I'm free now." As soon as he talked about business, Ling Heng immediately regained his energy. In the past, Ling Heng was only in charge of the garment shop and cloth shop, but not now.

His father, Ling Tianxiang, became the hands-free shopkeeper, and Ling Chen was in charge of all the cloth shops. Because there were drawings of the clothes given by Tong Anian, the ready-made clothes were spread in Ling Heng's hands. Besides, Ling Heng had many other people under his command. Restaurant.

In addition to the money that the tailor shop will hand over to the family, Ling Heng's current assets are more than that of the Ling family.

Therefore, when it comes to business, Ling Heng will naturally not give up.

"But I'm not free right now. When I'm free, someone will notify you." Tong Anian looked at Ling Heng helplessly, Ling Heng shrugged and nodded in agreement.

"Junzhao met uncle." Ling Junzhao stood in front of Ling Heng, looking up at him.

"Jun Zhao, do you miss Uncle?" Ling Heng bent down to hug Ling Junzhao, but Ling Junzhao took a step back and refused to let him hug him.

"Uncle, I've grown up, I can't let you hug me anymore." Ling Junzhao said seriously, Ling Heng was slightly taken aback.

In the past, Ling Junzhao seldom spoke to him, and hid in the old lady's arms like a quail every time, but now, he was obviously much more cheerful, and he was very confident in both speech and actions.

"Okay, okay, our Junzhao has grown up, let's not take the bag anymore, tell uncle, is Junzhao happy here?" Ling Heng smiled and bent down to look at Ling Junzhao.

"Well, my sister taught me how to practice martial arts, and my elder brother taught me to read. When my sister is away, my brothers will also teach me how to practice martial arts. The second elder brother even took me to walk darts, which is very fun."

Ling Junzhao narrated everything that happened in Tong's house during these days, and Ling Heng was a little startled. Wouldn't it be dangerous for such a five or six-year-old child to walk with him?
"Don't worry, it's okay. The second brother's dart route is not very far away, and there are many masters following him, so no accident will happen to him. Now, it would be good for him to go out and run a little longer."

Tong Annian stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Ling Junzhao's head. Ling Junzhao looked up at her with admiration for Tong Anian in his eyes, which made Ling Heng feel sour.

(End of this chapter)

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