Chapter 88
Ling Pingan woke up after a good night's sleep.
He searched on the bed and found his phone. When he unlocked the screen, it was already 7:30 in the morning.
He got up and washed up briefly. Then, he remembered the little peach tree upstairs.
So, he took a gla.s.s of water and walked up the stairs with it.
When he reached the small house on the top floor, a plastic basin was placed in the corner of the door.
Ling Pingan went over to take a look. The day before yesterday, there were only two small leaves that had emerged from the buds, but now they looked like saplings.
"Awesome!" Ling Pingan was delighted.
So, he carefully poured some water on it.
Then, he moved the plastic basin to the edge of the door, so that it could bask in the sun, but it didn't have to endure the scorching sun in the noon and afternoon.
When he turned around and walked down the stairs.
The little peach sapling in the plastic basin let out a giggle suddenly.
A breeze came from somewhere.
The little sapling immediately quieted down. So, it stretched out its tender leaves like a solar sail, directly reaching out to the open s.p.a.ce outside the door, enjoying the nourishment of the sun.
Just as he walked down the stairs and opened the door of the shop.
Ling Pingan saw Aunt w.a.n.g's niece standing at the door of his shop.
She was holding brand-new bags of clothes in her hands.
"I'm sorry!" The little girl lowered her head in shame. "Young master Ling, the clothes you sent to wash were accidentally damaged because of me…"
She handed the bags in her hands to Ling Pingan. "I bought these according to your brand…"
She nervously bowed deeply. Her little face blushed. "Please accept it!"
Ling Pingan was slightly stunned when he heard that and subconsciously took it.
Then, he immediately reacted.
The clothes that he sent to the laundry were accidentally damaged by this little girl?
Then, the little girl paid for the same new clothes to compensate him?
Ling Pingan felt as if the light of righteousness was s.h.i.+ning on him.
A bunch of self-media on the Internet kept saying things like 'the quality of the people of the federal is getting lower and lower', 'the traditional values are almost gone', 'The generation that is falling', and so on.
Now, it all seemed to be bulls.h.i.+t!
Look!
This little girl was only twenty years old at most. She might have just left school and started her first job to do laundry for her aunt.
However, she was already honest enough to admit that it was because of her fault that the laundry was damaged, rather than trying to wrangle, s.h.i.+rk, or delay.
She was also brave and bore the responsibility by paying out of her pocket, and making excessive compensation before the person had made a request.
She showed guilt and sorry for her mistake!
In ancient times, anyone who did this, regardless of gender, would be praised.
Therefore, Ling Pingan didn't think much about it and said to her, "Wait here!"
Then, he walked back to the counter, opened the drawer, and counted five hundred-dollar bills from the stack of bills placed in the drawer.
Then, he took the five bills and handed them to the little girl.
He bought the clothes
In the market, the average price was about 30 to 40 yuan per piece.
The brands of the clothes that the little girl sent over basically matched his clothes. Therefore, the 500 yuan was almost what she had spent buying the clothing.
"What are you doing?" The little girl was scared out of her wits. She held the notes in her hand, not knowing what to do.
"You went to university, right?" Ling Pingan asked.
She nodded.
"Then you should know the story of Zi Gong paid a ransom to rescue people and Zi Lu saving lives…" Ling Pingan looked at her encouragingly. "Your behavior deserves praise!"
"Besides…" he looked at the little girl's attire. Just like him, she was only wearing some cheap casual clothes.
Why would someone who works hard like him make it difficult for someone who was the same as him?
"You've just started working, so your income must not be much…" Ling Pingan said seriously, "how much money can you get in a month?"
"If you pay for these clothes, I'm afraid you won't even have enough living expenditure this month, right?!"
Generally speaking, the wages of a laundry worker like this were low.
At most, it was only two thousand yuan a month.
Although the federal hub had preferential policies, food, and rental subsidies for low-income people who had just graduated.
The preferential policies only reduced income tax.
The subsidies were just a drop in the bucket.
The food coupons given out could only be used to buy cheap meat from Beizhou and Nanzhou, which were usually poultry.
Who knew how the capitalists of the Beizhou and Nanzhou raised those chickens, ducks, and geese?
In any case, there were problems with excessive antibiotics and hormones in large-scale intensive feeding.
If a young girl were to eat junk food every day, there would be problems with her health!
Ling Pingan could not control the way of living others choose.
However, under his own eyes, it was difficult for him to watch a tragedy happen.
That was also a common problem of web writers.
The longer they wrote, the more books they read would make them more empathetic.
Therefore, he was clearly in a state of affectioning himself.
After thinking about it, he felt that he had to give this little girl a little reward and a certificate to commemorate what the schools would usually give students who were kind and helpful!
Therefore, he reached into the drawer and took out a craft coin that he had received last night. He stuffed it into the little girl's hand. "Although this coin may not be worth much, the workmans.h.i.+p is exquisite. I'll give it to you as a souvenir!"
An Xiaoxiao took the money in her hand and walked back to her office uneasily.
She felt that she was very useless.
She had failed in such a small task.
"Chief… "An Xiaoxiao lowered her head and looked at Xia Ping, who was already waiting in her office. She felt ashamed. "I didn't complete the task. Please punish me!"
In Xiaoxiao's understanding, she had taken on the task of giving clothes to a target.
But now, although the target had accepted the clothes, he had given her money.
Then that was not a giving anymore.
She had failed the task.
"What happened?" Unexpectedly, the chief was not angry. Instead, he asked with a pleasant expression, "Little An, tell me in detail…"
An Xiaoyu handed over the five hundred-dollar bills in her hand and the item that seemed to be some ancient coin that the target had given her.
Then, she told him everything that had happened that day.
After that, she blamed herself. "Chief, I don't know why…"
"I couldn't refuse anything in front of young master Ling…"
"Am I useless?"
"No!" The chief didn't blame her as she was expecting. Instead, he said happily, "Little An! You've completed your task very well!"
"I'm afraid no one can do it better than you!"
An Xiaoxiao looked up in disbelief and saw the chief placed the five hundred-dollar bills on the table casually.
He held the souvenir coin given by the owner of the bookstore and caressed it lovingly.
It was as if it was a supreme treasure…
Xia Ping had long investigated everything. The money spent by the target owning the bookstore, whether it was cash or mobile payments, was the same as ordinary money. There was nothing special about it.
If there was something special, it would probably only be the rich spirit aura on the cash bills.
However, the spirit aura on these banknotes would rapidly decrease and fade away as soon as they left the bookstore.
It was not very meaningful and did not have much use.
However…
He looked at the coin in his hand.
He could feel that this coin contained a rich spirit aura.
It was definitely for some special purpose!