"Pots, pans, pots and pans and these bedding. In a moment, there is a rag collector at my crossing, who can sell them for some money. As for these clothes and shoes, if you want to wear them again, you can take them back."

Yi Jin left to see the clothes and shoes that Ling still had to take. They were all old clothes. Although some clothes seemed to have good texture, they were all written about the past, and even the color was old.

There are several clothes in Yi Jin's centrifugation. They should be the clothes she wore before she went to prison.

But he didn't say much. After all, even if he really wanted to spend money on her and change all her old things into good and new ones, he had to go step by step.

He is afraid that he will frighten her if he acts too hastily. After all, it was not easy for her to get off guard in front of him.

"Or you can wait for me here. I'll be back in a minute." Ling still said, just like carrying the packed pots and pans and bedding to the intersection to find and collect the used goods.

As a result, Yi Jin took those things one step ahead of her. "Let me open the door."

"Oh." She hurried to answer, then went to the door and opened it.

Yi Jin left with one hand carrying the pots and pans tied together, and the other hand carrying the bedding, and walked out of the door directly.

Ling still quickly closed the door and kept up with Yi Jin.

"Otherwise, I'll be as good as that. Anyway, my hands are empty." Ling still said, after all, looking at the way he was carrying and resisting, she was a little embarrassed.

"No, just lead the way." He said.

And when he said that, his attitude was quite firm.

Ling is still in a rut. She can only lead the way in front, but her eyes will turn to Yi Jin from time to time.

He looks like a migrant worker in the Spring Festival rush home. However, he is still dressed in a suit and suits, and against the beautiful face of common indignation, which is a strong contrast.

I think he hasn't been like this before.

Finally at the intersection, Ling still saw the man who used to collect the old goods in the community, so he went forward and said, "Sir, I have some pots and pans and old quilts. Do you take them here?"

"Take it." I grinned.

It's just that when I saw Yi Jin coming with those "junk", I was really shocked.

As he counted the old goods, he murmured, and then pulled Ling to one side and whispered, "I say little girl, don't be cheated. This man sometimes wears well and looks good, which doesn't mean he's really good. This man is superficial. If he is really rich, how can he let you sell the old goods for some money? I'll ask you to sell them directly Everything has been thrown away. "

Ling still knew that he was also thinking about her, so he said, "he is my boyfriend, er, I know him quite well." Think about it. At least Yi Jin's family background, character, where she lives, and his family, the old man, she has seen.

However, the experience of meeting with Master Yi is definitely not a wonderful one.

The master sighed. It was obvious that Ling was still the kind of person who was deeply infatuated and couldn't get back.

A pile of junk, Ling still sold 100 yuan in the end. Take the money from the master, she and Yi Jin walk towards the direction of rental house.

"What did the old man say to you just now?" He asked abruptly, obviously seeing the situation of the master holding her to whisper.

"I told you not to deceive me." Ling still joked, "you say, will you cheat me?"

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