Red makeup Chitose

Chapter 112 Stalking
"Grandmother, do you still need someone? I have nothing to do recently, so I can help you! Actually, it's not for money, it's purely for labor..." Jin Mingwei still didn't give up, hugged Jin Wang's arm and acted like a baby .

Jin Wang glared at her, and gently pushed her hand away: "Dong Lin is diligent in his hands and feet, and has almost covered it for me, so I don't need you!"

A Tuan immediately came to Donglin, rubbed his hands together and said, "Dongzi, you have made a lot of money recently, can you lend me some? Hehe, money is a little tight lately..."

"Miss A Tuan, my name is Dong Lin." Dong Lin replied with a smile on his face.

"Don't you want to beat grandma's legs and shoulders? If there is another job in the future, we can get the first-hand news of getting rich!" Jin Mingwei angrily pulled A Tuan away, making her a little perceptive. .

Ah Tuan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately praised Jin Mingwei for his cleverness, bouncing around the Jin Wang family.

Jin Mingwei looked back to Donglin, the young man was squatting in the flower garden, cleaning up the mess after transplanting flower seedlings, so he was busy here these days, no wonder he was sick, he didn't come to visit her.

Is getting rich so important?
Jin Mingwei suddenly feels aggrieved.

She walked over, squatted beside the boy, and said in a muffled voice, "Hey, I'm cured."

"Congratulations sister, sister's luck lies in the future." Dong Lin said in a polite manner, and his eyes focused on the earth again.

Jin Ming pursed his lips slightly, and bumped the boy with his elbow: "...that's all?"

Dong Lin turned his head and blinked innocently: "... Otherwise, the red envelopes I earned in the past few days, should I share some with my sister? It should be considered as a celebration for my sister."

"You've learned badly! Dong Lin!" Jin Ming gasped slightly, turned his head away angrily, and ignored Dong Lin.

Strange, why is her grievance getting worse?The tip of the nose is going to be sour.

Didn't come to see her, yes, but it's not wrong, she is an apprentice of the Jin family, not relatives or friends, no one stipulates that she should do that.

Besides, she is not seriously ill, could it be that the seven aunts and eight aunts have to come to express their condolences due to the common cold?That is really scary!

Jin Mingwei reluctantly persuaded herself, even though she didn't know what she was expecting, not only wanted him to visit her, but also wanted him to say something considerate, not the kind of auspicious and festive words that everyone else said...

Jin Mingwei almost lost his mind, but after a long time, there was no answer from the boy except for the sound of sweeping.

She turned around in anger, and saw that Dong Lin was still doing her own thing seriously, and didn't care about her unusual reaction at all.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Dong Lin looked over, his brown eyes were as clear as glass, and he didn't seem to be pretending to be stupid or not understanding.

"After helping grandma build the flower garden, you do one thing for me: keep an eye on Widow Huo! Do you hear me? Don't refuse!" Jin Mingwei blurted out, with a slightly "threatening" tone.

Then she got hot in the ears.

She regretted it only after she said it, as if there was something wrong with saying that, but she didn't want to "admit her mistake" in front of the boy, so she bit her lower lip, tried her best to pretend to be aggressive, and stared at the boy's expression.

Originally, she was still hesitating about this matter. Who should she find to do it? Pro.

For how much money, you don't want to hang around yourself so much?
Then she just wanted him to hang around her!

"Take care? Maid is fine! Widow Huo's home is fast green...cough cough!" Ah Tuan rushed out of the house, holding a red envelope in his hand, and happily answered.

"I don't need you!" Jin Mingwei replied.

Ah Tuan wailed resentfully, and walked to the side to count the red envelopes.

Dong Lin was still in a daze.

Jin Mingwei looked at him, bit his lower lip, and paused every word: "...Why, you don't want to?"

It's over, I regret it even more.

This is getting more and more wrong.

Jin Mingwei scolded herself to death in her heart, the roots of her ears were almost scalding to her cheeks, she could even catch the glimmer of light flashing across the bottom of Dong Lin's eyes, like waves on the surface of the sea under a moonlit night.

　May the mountains and rivers be safe, and peace is a blessing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)