Ling Ping was holding that thing in his hand, and he was really worried for Gu Nuoer.
The father gave him two thousand taels of silver, and she spent all of it.
It’s just to buy something that is not worth a lot in the eyes of normal people.
If Ling Tianyin saw it, he would not have gone crazy on the spot.
It turned out that what Gu Nuoer bought for Ling Tianyin was a tickling...
It's just for scratching the back.
The cause is also very simple.
Ling Ping took Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming to the lake to see lotus flowers.
But the little guy saw that there were several old people by the lake selling their own ticklings with bamboo.
There are more than one hundred.
The old people's faces turned red when they were exposed, and they kept fanning with palm-leaf fans.
It seems that they rely on for their livelihood, but no one cares about it.
After all, itchy scratching is not a necessity.
Gu Nuoer saw it, but couldn't walk anymore.
With a wave of his hand, he bought all the itchy and scratched him.
Even these old people refuse in every way.
"Little baby, you can't use that much by yourself."
Gu Nuoer had a pink face and was well-behaved: "It's okay, I can give it to someone."
So the old people watched Ye Siming and Ling Ping two "cool workers" helping to take away more than a hundred itchy scratches.
They held five hundred taels of silver and stood there at a loss.
With such a sudden fortune from heaven, I thought I had met a boy with a scattered fortune!
Originally, Gu Nuoer planned to leave with the things she bought first.
But during the communication with the elderly, I accidentally learned about it.
These lonely and helpless elderly people are all children and without children.
They live together in the village in the mountains.
Without children, they take care of each other.
Today I will send Lao Li away from the east end of the village and bury the old lady from the west end of the village tomorrow.
Without family, it is better than family.
But people have to eat when they are alive, so a few younger grandparents and mother-in-law in the village came to the city to sell with handmade itchy scratches.
Gu Nuoer learned that not only were they tickling, but also some straw raincoats and straw hats.
So the little guy was generous again, giving all 1,500 taels to the old people.
If five hundred taels are a huge sum of money from heaven.
Then one thousand five hundred taels were hit by the God of Wealth.
Those old people are simple people and dare not accept them.
Ye Siming stuffed all the silver notes into the old man's hands strongly and coldly.
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly: "If you really want to thank me, thank Emperor Ling... Tianyin!"
"It was him who gave me the money today, and let me go out for a walk, and when he saw the suffering people, he would support them."
The old people were excited and even more crying.
Immediately, I knelt down to the palace and kowtowed a few times.
Then they supported each other and left tremblingly.
The little guy didn't forget to tell Ling Ping.
"If you want to show off in front of Emperor Ling, you will often visit these old people in the future, under the banner of the emperor caring for them."
"In the near future, your achievements will naturally reach the emperor's ears."
Later, Gu Nuoer stood by the roadside and gave these itchy and passers-by to passers-by who were close to each other.
The little guy didn't feel embarrassed at all, and he waved his hands and scratched them, as if a fairy was waving his sleeves.
"Come on, come and see, the emperor has entrusted us to scratch it for free! If you like it, you can take one, but remember to say, thank you, Your Majesty!"
There were endless people coming and going. At first, I was curious and stopped to watch, but then I really lined up to claim it.
I don’t know who started the head, but everyone bowed to the direction of the palace.
The voices of "Thank you, Your Majesty" were heard one after another.
All the patrol officers and soldiers were stunned.
After a while, itchy and itchy, it was all sent away.
Gu Nuoer also kept one, saying that she wanted to give it to Ling Tianyin.
But Ling Ping felt scared no matter how he thought about it.
With the personality of the father... I will be angry.
He held itchy, as if he was holding a hot potato.
At present, Ling Tianyin saw that Ling Ping was still moving, and he couldn't help but regain his sharp aura again.
"Didn't I hear what I said? Ping'er? Take it."
Ling Ping was afraid of being angry, so he had to grit his teeth and present it with both hands.
When Ling Tianyin saw the itch in his hand.
There were colorful changes on the emperor's face.