The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 258 Fuyu, Yuanbao

"I, I, I..."

The little boy squeaked and couldn't speak, his voice and body trembled slightly from being too excited.

Liu Dongshi looked happy, knowing that what Qingsang said could not be false, and seeing this little nephew's stupid look, he became angry, lightly patted him on the back, laughed and cursed: "Why are you still in a daze, what are you doing?" Don't hurry to see the master's house!"

Only then did the dark-haired boy realize this, and came over with a slightly flustered expression: "See... I've seen the master's house."

Qingsang nodded, this young man doesn't look stupid, but he is very honest, even if there is a cashier who asks him to take care of it in the future, he will not be greedy for ink.

"You... you want me too?"

Next to him, the talkative boy pointed at himself, still a bit disbelieving.

Of course, he was not surprised, but frightened.

Why?
Because the master actually wants that stupid and ugly idiot, what kind of taste is this?

It is said that things flock together, and people are divided into groups, and there is a saying that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

He thought he was innocent, and he didn't want to be implicated by this ugly cousin, so when Qingsang asked him to stay too, the talkative boy felt that his life was gloomy!
He doesn't want to be affected.

Qingsang saw his listless thoughts early in the morning, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's you! My workshop lacks your quick thinking and eloquence, um, you are the only one!"

"Cough cough..." The talkative boy coughed dryly, Qi Qiran said, "That... can I not come?"

"Can't!"

"Uh!"

The talkative boy froze for a moment, with a frantic expression on his face.

When other people recruit workers, the workers beg the boss to take them in, but when they come to him, why is it the other way around?

Hey, that's not right either!
The other party didn't beg hard, but refused very domineeringly: No!
A talkative boy wants to cry but has no tears.

Qing Sang didn't bother to care about his rich inner activities and wonderful facial expressions, and turned around to ask Liu Dongshi: "Auntie, what is the name of this unlucky child?"

Unlucky boy...

The corner of Liu Dong's mouth twitched fiercely, took a deep breath, and said, "His name is Xiao Liuer, and he is the sixth eldest at home."

"Dong Xiaoliu?"

"Yes!"

"What about him?"

"Master... Master, my name is Dong Xiaosi."

"Uh... Xiaosi Dong?"

Qingsang felt that the family's naming was so random.

"Okay, these two names are too vulgar!"

Qingsang shook her head, thought carefully, yes!

"Since you two will be members of my Ning family workshop in the future, it's not good to be called Xiaoliuzi Xiaosi, how ugly is it? You, Xiaosi, you are called... Fu Yu. You, Yuan Bao .”

"puff!"

Dong Xiaoliu spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Dong Yuanbao?
Big sister, oh no, big sister, don’t you think this name is more vulgar than my Dong Xiaoliu?

Just as he was about to complain, Dong Xiaoliu suddenly realized something, and exclaimed, "Hey, big sister, I didn't even promise to work as a helper in your workshop. Why did you change my name?"

"Oh?"

Qingsang looked at the little six, her beautiful eyes slightly opened, obviously a little displeased.

"Yuan Bao, didn't you just ask for my opinion on whether you want to work as a worker? I said no, and you didn't deny it at that time! So now you suddenly regret that you don't want to come? Ning Qingsang can be fooled casually, huh?"

Dong Xiaoliu: "..."

Why do you suddenly feel that what she said makes sense?
(End of this chapter)