It would certainly be much more convenient if I told him the secret of space, but is it possible?
Meng Qidi rejected this idea without even thinking about it. She had suffered a lot last time, and even if Ling Xiao was a good person, she would not tell anyone.
Money can attract people's hearts, and even birds will die for food...
When she got dressed and came out, there was only the little girl playing at the door of the Ling family. Ling Xiao had gone somewhere and his wheelchair was gone.
"Grandma is picking vegetables in the back, do you want to go? My uncle has gone out. He said there is porridge on the stove."
Meng Qidi glanced across the stream and just happened to see Ling Xiao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, coming back with a bag of something on his legs. It looked quite big, a quilt?
She quickly pulled the little girl up and said, "Let's go see if your grandma needs any help first, and then I'll come back to have some porridge."
Ling Cheng, who had just caught a few large ants, was taken away by the waist. She looked reluctantly at her new partner who was about to run away...
Grandma said that my aunt had just married and had no friends, so she asked her to spend more time with her aunt. Sigh, she had it so hard...
Ling Xiao looked at Xiao Chengzi being carried to the backyard and couldn't help laughing. He quickly crossed the bridge and put the things in his hand into the house.
Yesterday's dowry was still in the basket. Meng Qidi refused to move it, and he couldn't organize it. He could only stuff the things he bought into the cabinet below.
Just after helping the old lady carry the vegetables to the well, she was sent back to eat first. Meng Qidi had no choice but to go into the house.
Carrying the bowl to the room, Ling Xiao stood in front of the closet in a daze.
Meng Qidi quickly took out the key and handed it over, "Sorry, I forgot about this when I locked the door yesterday."
The wardrobes of this era were different from those of later generations. The upper cabinets had partitions where clothes could be stacked, and valuables could be locked directly.
There is a lot of space underneath, where you can put your quilts for changing.
Ling Xiao didn't answer, "I have the key, but where is your quilt?"
He forgot to break the box.
Meng Qidi took a sip of porridge and glanced at it. She knew that a 12-jin quilt would definitely not fit under the cabinet. "Put it here first. There's nowhere else to put it."
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