Lin Qingrou still asked Niu Rong to go back, but Niu Rong just refused, just that sentence. Lin Qingrou had no choice but to go to Liu Yong. Liu Yong took the stall and found the inn where Liu Yong lived after several inquiries. But Liu Yong is not in the inn. However, Yingying recognized her, and left her friends like an adult and took Lin Qingrou into the house. For this reason, the little boy who was playing with her also cried.

Entering the house, Yingying asked Lin Qingrou to sit down and served tea. This surprised Lin Qingrou that a child less than ten years old could be so old.

"Sister, why are you looking at Yingying like this?" Yingying's words made Lin Qingrou's sense of surprise aggravate a little.

Lin Qingrou smiled, put down the tea bowl, and couldn't help but praise Yingying. Children love to be praised, and Yingying grinned.

"Yingying, my sister asked you, where did your uncle go?" Lin Qingrou asked softly.

"Uncle said he was going to Pretty in Pink."

Pretty in Pink? Lin Qingrou seemed to have heard of it faintly. For a poor girl like her, the pink beauty is not a place they can go, and it is reasonable that Lin Qingrou is not familiar with it far away.

Lin Qingrou asked Yingying again when Liu Yong would come back, but Yingying just shook her head. Lin Qingrou had to wait for a meal, seeing that Liu Yong was about to leave if he didn't come back. Yingying held Lin Qingrou's hand and was reluctant.

"Doesn't my sister play with Yingying?"

"Sister, there is still something at home, will my sister come to play with Yingying one day?"

"yes, okay."

When Lin Qingrou returned to the tea shop, she was surprised to find that her father was sitting leisurely at the tea table, watching with great interest Niu Rong repair the table and stool that was broken yesterday.

What's the situation? This was the first and only question in her mind. I looked at it and went directly into the house to ask my mother.

"Hey! You daddy, don't get angry when you hear that people are here to help for free. No, he immediately instructed others to work. Lin's words were helpless and angry.

Although Lin Qingrou felt sorry for Niu Rong, as long as her father didn't go crazy, everything would be fine. She saw the medicine on the stove and quickly took it upstairs.

Since then, Daddy Lin has been happy. Of course, there is also Lin Qingrou who is brisk. She doesn't have to help out in the room all the time. Lin Qingrou understood even more in her heart, knowing that Liu Yong did this for her. The heart is naturally beautiful. Lin always asked her why Liu Yong sent a slave to help, and she always flickered. In fact, the Lin family had already seen her daughter's mind and Liu Yong's mind.

But Daddy Lin didn't accept Liu Yong's affection, and sometimes when he talked about it, he said that if he didn't like to help, he would get out. And it was said by Niu Rong when he was next to him. But Niu Rong didn't care what he said, he just buried himself in work, chopping wood and carrying water on his shoulders. Because what he wanted to carry out was Liu Yong's order.

Not only that, but he also became Lin Qingrou's bodyguard, as long as Lin Qingrou went out, no matter whether he was busy or not, he immediately put down his work and followed. Sometimes Daddy Lin, who was angry, scolded and had to take over the work in Niu Rong's hands.

As for Liu Yong, knowing that Niu Rong tried his best, he was grateful. Sometimes he gave Niu Rong some money, and sometimes he sold him some food, saying that he was filial to his wife.

On this day, after eating at noon, Liu Yong went to Pink Beauty. The shopkeeper warmly received him and invited him directly to the room for tea.

Liu Yong's purpose this time was to ask the fat shopkeeper to help him pick out the best box of rouge.

"Shopkeeper, listen up, I want the best." Liu Yong said with a smile.

"That's natural, Brother Liu, please wait." The fat shopkeeper smiled and went out.

Liu Yong drank the tea calmly, thinking about the events of Xianle Fang at night, and fantasizing about the fairyland of the world.

"Brother Liu, look at this." I don't know when, the fat shopkeeper came in quietly.

"Huh?"

The fat shopkeeper handed Liu Yong a round red box the size of an egg. Liu Yong took it and opened it, and when he saw it, he saw a box full of crimson, with a delicate texture, like a cloud of stagnant red smoke. Although Liu Yong still doesn't know the rouge thoroughly, he also knows that the rouge in his hand is indeed the best, and he is very satisfied.

"Shopkeeper, how much does this cost?" Liu Yong closed the lid and asked.

The fat shopkeeper smiled and slapped him.

"Five hundred wen?" Liu Yong asked, he thought it was about the same price.

The fat shopkeeper shook his head.

"Five-dollar money?" Liu Yong was a little surprised.

The fat shopkeeper smiled, then shook the slap and said with a smile: "Don't want money." ”

"How's that good?" Liu Yong was a little frightened.

"Brother Liu, don't be impatient, you are the customer of our store, and you should give it away." The fat shopkeeper pressed his palm to Liu Yong.

"That's so kind!" Liu Yong stood up.

"What's this? The most important thing in our store is this rouge, and it is also what our store should do to give some to our customers. Brother can accept it with confidence. The fat shopkeeper pressed Liu Yong on the chair again and invited him to tea.

In fact, in the past month or so, Liu Yong has indeed helped them sell a lot of goods in the store. Although the single profit is low, it can't stand Liu Yong's considerable sales. At this point, the fat shopkeeper knows more than anyone else.