Chapter 111: Ren Tingting buys rouge

It stands to reason that Uncle Nine went to drink foreign tea with Master Ren today, and Qiusheng, as a senior disciple, should accompany him. But because Qiusheng's aunt has something to do today, she needs Qiusheng to watch the shop for a day, so Qiusheng has no such blessing.

At about nine o'clock and almost ten o'clock, Qiusheng's aunt dressed neatly and carried a small yellow cloth bag, and told her for the hundredth and first time: "Qiusheng, I want to go to the provincial capital, you have to take good care of your home." ”

Qiusheng leaned on the counter with one arm, a little listless: "I know my aunt, I won't run around." ”

Aunt Qiusheng shook her head helplessly, tapped Qiusheng's forehead with her hand, and said angrily: "You, you, such a big person is not a proper person." ”

Qiusheng couldn't, so he had to change his hand and lean on the container and continue to doze.

Aunt Qiusheng didn't say anything when she saw Qiusheng like this, so she looked in the mirror and tidied up her clothes, and then prepared to go out. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said, "Qiusheng, there is a girl named Qingqing in Yihong Courtyard opposite in a while, who wants to buy rouge gouache, don't bully others." ”

When Qiusheng heard Yihong Courtyard, he suddenly became more energetic: "Auntie, don't worry, I understand, see the girl plus three percent!" ”

Aunt Qiusheng shook her hand in disgust: "You must not do this, people have no father and mother when they are very young, it's very pitiful." ”

Qiusheng was stunned: "Isn't that similar to me." ”

Aunt Qiusheng glared at him: "You are much luckier than her, at least you still have an aunt who is willing to ask for you." And the people entered the Yihong Courtyard because they sold themselves to bury their father. After saying that, Aunt Qiusheng shook her ass and walked out of the shop.

Qiusheng looked out of the glass window of the shop, and just saw his aunt, who had not gone far, talking to a woman dressed in a new style. After a while, my aunt pointed to the shop, and the new girl came over with a look forward to Shenglian.

Qiusheng said secretly: "It's a pity to be such a beautiful girl, if only it were my wife!" ”

Less leaning, new girl, slowly push the door in. Qiusheng still looked lazy, a little weak: "Please look at it casually, my aunt said that you would come, and I will try to give you a cheaper." ”

The good-looking brows of the new-school girl furrowed, and she wondered, "Who is your aunt?" ”

Qiusheng said secretly: "It's still garlic!" But his face was not obvious, he stood up a little straighter, and he was careless: "It's the one you met outside just now!" ”

As soon as she said this, the new-school girl suddenly realized: "It turned out to be Aunt Qiu!" ”

Although Qiusheng is a little lazy, he also knows the importance of doing business. At that moment, he directly lowered his body, took out a few newly arrived rouge gouaches from the counter, and placed them on the counter: "Miss, please look at it casually, choose whatever you want." ”

When the new-school girl saw these things, her eyes immediately lit up, and she didn't care about her manners, so she took a few steps to the counter and fiddled with it.

Qiusheng stood aside, seeing the beautiful posture of the new-school girl, doing business Yunyun had long been left behind.

Qiusheng took another step forward, stared at the new girl vaguely, and asked a little absent-mindedly, "Miss, are you tired of doing this?" ”

The new-school girl looked up at Qiusheng a little strangely, then lowered her head and continued to fiddle, and replied casually: "How can you be tired of doing this, every girl will like it." ”

Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, and his face changed slightly: "You weren't forced?" ”

The new-school girl didn't look up, and put a pink rouge on her hand, and said casually: "It takes interest to do this, how can someone force it!" ”

This time, Qiusheng is nothing unusual, but she is a dedicated young lady.

Qiusheng took out a few more gouaches and put them in front of Ren Tingting, crossed his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Miss, have you ever thought about when not to do it?" ”

Ren Tingting saw Qiusheng's lazy posture, thinking that Qiusheng was tired from opening a store, so she kindly explained: "There is no distinction between high and low work, it's all for life!" ”

Qiusheng listened to Ren Tingting's endless words, and frowned a little. But Ren Tingting is so beautiful, Qiusheng still has nothing to say and leads to a topic: "Miss, you rarely come out, right?" ”

Ren Tingting's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled again: "Yes!" ”

Qiusheng asked again: "Are they watching very closely?" ”

Obviously, Ren Tingting misunderstood Qiusheng's meaning, and said a little casually: "Yes......"

Qiusheng nodded approvingly: "Are they worried that you won't go back?" ”

Ren Tingting still chose rouge gouache by herself, and replied casually: "Maybe!" ”

Ren Tingting saw that Qiusheng stopped talking, and thought that Qiusheng was sympathizing with herself, and she was a little moved in her heart, so she said: "Have you ever thought of doing it with us?" ”

Qiusheng was a little careless: "How can I have that qualification!" ”

Ren Tingting gave Qiusheng a strange look: "How can there be?" How can we be as snobbish as you say! ”

Qiusheng continued with Ren Tingting's words: "There are a lot of you guys, right?" ”

Ren Tingting continued to choose rouge by herself: "No, there are not too many people in ordinary times, and there are many talents in the New Year." ”

Qiusheng stared at Ren Tingting's good-looking face: "Then don't you have to meet each other?" ”

Hearing this, Ren Tingting's brows furrowed again, and she looked a little irritable: "Yes, everyone has to see each other." ”

Qiusheng sighed: "What age are most of them?" ”

Qiusheng himself asked the age of the prostitutes in the Qinglou, and Ren Tingting thought it was the age of the relatives who came to the family during the New Year's Festival.

Ren Tingting replied directly: "There are all ages, and the oldest ones have to be seventy or eighty years old......

Qiusheng's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief, and blurted out: "Those who are old and immortal can also ......"

Before she finished speaking, Ren Tingting looked at Qiusheng in a daze: "What? ”

The conversation has reached this level, Qiusheng thinks that he knows Ren Tingting well enough, and he sympathizes with her in his heart. Instead of continuing the topic, he asked, "Miss, have you chosen all the rouge?" ”

Ren Tingting pulled a few boxes of rouge to her and nodded: "If you choose it, you want these few!" ”

Qiusheng nodded, turned around and took a wrapping paper, and put the rouge in it.

Ren Tingting took it with some joy and asked casually, "How much is it in total?" ”

Qiusheng regained his lazy appearance, and leaned his arms on the counter: "Don't need money, give it all!" ”

Ren Tingting was a little amused when she saw Qiusheng's appearance: "Your aunt said that she only gave a little bit, why did you give it all." If you do all this business, your aunt's shop will not be lost by you. ”

Qiusheng stared at Ren Tingting's face and patted his chest, and said a little boldly: "She won't send it to me." ”

"Qiusheng, what bad intentions do you have!" At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

Qiusheng and the two responded to the call, and a few steps later, a younger sister came to the door. Qiusheng suddenly lost his anger: "Wencai, what are you doing here?" ”

Wencai didn't pay attention to Qiusheng, he just looked at Ren Tingting with a soul teaching, and said quite nymphomaniacly: "So you are here!" ”

Ren Tingting still remembered Fang Cai's incident, glanced at Wen Cai, and ignored him.

Seeing that Wencai and Ren Tingting seemed to know each other, Qiusheng walked quickly to Wencai's side and whispered, "Wencai, you have been to Yihong Mansion." ”

Wen Cai looked at Qiusheng with some confusion: "How did I get to that kind of place!" ”

Saying this, Qiusheng was also a little puzzled: "How can you know her if you haven't been to Yihong Mansion?" ”

It's okay not to say it, but when he said this, Wen Cai's eyes immediately drifted over again: "The name is Ren Tingting, who is the daughter of Master Ren, who just came back from the provincial capital." ”

Ren Tingting also heard the conversation between the two just now, and was a little curious: "What is Yihong Courtyard?" ”

Wen Cai is quick to speak: "Brothel! But Qiusheng already knew that he had misunderstood, so he hurriedly said loudly: "Teahouse!" ”

Because Qiusheng was deliberate, his voice was a little louder, Ren Tingting didn't hear it clearly, frowned and asked again: "What?" ”

Wen Cai said directly: "Brothel." Qiusheng also hurriedly said: "Restaurant! ”

But this palindrome made it bad, and the voice was a little louder, and Ren Tingting heard it clearly. Ren Tingting's face immediately turned red, a layer of mist rose in her eyes, she threw the paper bag to the ground, and choked up and left a sentence, "What are you and me?" So he hid his face and ran out.

Qiusheng hurriedly chased after him, but as soon as he arrived at the door, Ren Tingting bumped into Master Ren.

Master Ren loves his daughter a lot, and when he saw his daughter's appearance, he immediately felt distressed and couldn't stand it: "Tingting, what's wrong with you, are you being bullied, tell your dad quickly, dad will give you anger!" ”

When Qiusheng heard this, his footsteps immediately stopped, and he retreated a few steps, lying behind the door, listening carefully to whether Ren Tingting had a complaint.

Ren Tingting looked at the rouge shop hatefully, only "hummed", turned around and ran......

Seeing this, Wen Cai was a little gloating: "Qiusheng, you don't have a chance!" ”