"Get out, get out, I, Ansheng, am not a pig. Where do you think I could just pull out so many pearls....."
Tricking Momo over, the little fox rolled its eyes without mercy, pushing away her delicate face.
The glamorous big river clam had its shell cracked, leaving only three pearls on it. What could I, Ansheng, do?
Getting strange and rare treasures—Ansheng definitely has to send some to Lin Ying, but Sister Lin Fu gave so much that Ansheng feels embarrassed to take any more from her.
As for Ah Qing, of course, I have to give her some too. Someone like Ah Qing, who looks after my diet and routine, and also plays with me—such a great caretaker is hard to find even with a lantern.
And the last pearl, giving it to Momo seems fine too.
But after giving some to Ah Qing and Momo, it doesn't feel right not to bring anything for Tang You and Lingren.
After all.....
Tang You invites me online every day, and Lingren's music note collection is top-notch mental nourishment.
