The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 80 Captured!

Chapter 80 Captured!
"Sister, why do you buy so many fruits?"

When he came to the vegetable stall, Qingsang was still worried about whether there were any tomatoes, but he didn't expect that there were quite a few stalls selling tomatoes.

But they don't call "Tomato", but "Fanguo". It is estimated that they are called differently in different years.

It's just... these tomatoes are a little expensive, five cents a catty.

Qingsang bought ten catties of tomatoes and went for fifty cash...

Ning Qingshan couldn't understand, why buy so much, this hot day, too much will rot if you can't finish it!
What a waste of money!

Qingsang gave a "slap", and then greeted with another slap, um, it's a bit suspected that it was done smoothly.

The main thing is that there is a certain man next to him who doesn't speak and only does things, and suddenly there is a noisy person, and the damage value explodes when he compares it.

So Qingsang couldn't help but want to take care of this younger brother.

Ning Qingshan touched the back of his head, although it didn't hurt, but he was very depressed, why did my sister keep beating me?
"Little kid, don't worry about adults' affairs, just come with us! Xiao Lin, go to the clothing store!"

Xiao Lin looks very familiar with this market, as soon as Qingsang tells you the location, the other party will bring it to you immediately.

Qingsang was depressed by the new clothes that Ning Zhou's had put out a few days ago, she looked down at her shabby clothes, which had been covered with countless layers of linen clothes, and sighed helplessly.

Girls love to be pretty, who doesn't want to dress better?
Of course, Qing Sang looked very good in very earthy clothes, there was no way, she was born beautiful and hard to give up.

The clothing store is called "Aunt Zhu's Clothing Store". When Qingsang entered, a middle-aged woman came out to greet her with a smile, "Are you here to make clothes?"

"we do not……"

"Well, measure some new clothes for my daughter-in-law!"

Before Xiao Lin could wait for Qingsang to say "no", he spoke first.

Qingsang squinted at him, her eyes were quite contemptuous, did this guy want to cook raw rice?Inside and out, she said that she was his daughter-in-law...

Nima, three people become tigers!

"Xiao Langjun, your wife is so beautiful, you are really talented and beautiful! Do you want to make clothes, sir?"

The proprietress is very good at business, so let me give you a compliment first.

but……

"Do not……"

"Do!"

Qingsang cuts off nonsense, there is no reason why he should not do it for others if he does it himself.

Uh... why do you want to make clothes for him?
Qingsang was a little confused.

The proprietress smiled, her eyes were like silk, how could she not see the deep affection of this young couple?

The husband doesn't want his wife to spend money, so he doesn't want to make clothes. The wife wants to improve her husband's life and asks for it.

It stands to reason that when the two disagree, she should ask again.

But she is a businessman, and a businessman can't do business if he is too honest.

She hurriedly said: "Come here, come here, you two, I will measure it for you."

"Wow, I've made new clothes, that's great, let's make new clothes!"

The younger brother Qingshan can cheer twice every moment, enlivening the atmosphere.

The proprietress first measured Qingsang, then gave it to Qingshan, and finally gave it to Xiao Lin.

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Xiaolang has a good figure! This dress fits so well."

"..."

"Hmph, I finally found you! Come, someone, catch this little girl for me!"

A shout suddenly sounded, followed by, Ka Ka Ka, several officials rushed in from outside, and surrounded the three of Qingsang.

 The little fish is rolling all over the floor, begging for collection, asking for tickets~

  The little fish rolled over~~~~~

  ~~~~~ The little fish rolled over again~~~~~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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