after listening to my uncle's nagging for a whole night, I got up in the morning. I got dressed and walked out of the door, but I saw a man pointing to me, "it's her, it's her. That horse and carriage are sold to me by this girl!"

me? This man's eyes are familiar. I'm bleary eyed, but I haven't reflected what happened, eh? Wait, did he just say carriage? By the way, this is the little brother who bought my carriage and horse yesterday. I waved at him, "Hey! Good morning! "

what did he come to me for? He repented? Poor quality of carriage? No, according to modern...