The road to wealth for waste peasant women

Chapter 135: Qingle (2)
"Hmm..." The woman was thrown into a daze, and there was nothing crying, but when she saw Nan Qiutong, she pursed her mouth and looked like she was about to cry again.

"Don't cry!" Nan Qiutong frowned slightly.

The woman hurriedly stopped, her eyes rolled.

"Get up." Nan Qiutong frowned slightly and urged.

"En? Oh." The woman nodded, smiled sweetly, and reached out to hold Nan Qiutong's hand.

Nan Qiutong pulled the woman up, then bent down to pick up the bed sheet on the floor, and wrapped it around the man again.

"Hand, pinch it."

"Oh." The woman stretched out her tender little hand to pinch the place where Nan Qiutong's hand was pinching.

"Follow me." Nan Qiutong turned around decisively.

This time the woman was able to follow along well, with a smile on her face.

Nan Qiutong regretted choosing her room on the twentieth floor. She forgot that there were no elevators in this era, and she had to walk up the stairs, so halfway through the climb, Nan Qiutong was already out of breath.

Nan Qiutong glanced back, and found that the woman's complexion had not changed, her breathing was normal, she didn't look like she had climbed ten floors, she had only seen this state on Zhan Yunyi's body, even Zhan Yunyi It takes a few breaths to climb up to the tenth floor again.

Nan Qiutong's eyes changed, and she became more curious about this woman's identity.

"Since you want to live here, you should be called Qingle."

After Nan Qiutong finished speaking, there was no sound other than brisk footsteps behind her.

"Every word I say, answer if you know it, ask if you don't understand something, don't keep talking, that's impolite."

"Understood." Qing Le replied very obediently.

"En." Nan Qiutong nodded with satisfaction, "My name is Nan Qiutong, and the man sitting downstairs is Zhan Yunyi. If you have anything to do in the future, you can ask either of us."

"Got it." Nan Qiutong and Zhan Yunyi.Qing Le read it silently, remembering these two names.

"From today onwards, you can just follow the two of us. Try not to run around alone." After thinking about it, Nan Qiutong still instructed.

"understood."

Nan Qiutong rolled her eyes.This woman won't just say "Got it" in the future.

After entering the room, Nan Qiutong picked out some clothes and threw them to Qingle.

"You are about the same size as me, so these clothes are for you."

"Give it to me?" Qing Le wanted to pick up the clothes Nan Qiutong handed over, so she let go of her hands naturally, and the bed sheet immediately fell to the ground.

Holding the clothes in her hand, Qing Le looked blankly at the bed sheets that had fallen on the floor, then looked at Nan Qiutong in bewilderment, and pursed her lips.

"Qiu Tong." Qing Le's voice was full of helplessness.

When Nan Qiutong turned her head, she saw Qing Le pursed her lips, looking like she was about to cry again.

"Don't cry." Nan Qiutong immediately warned Qing Le with a straight face.

Qing Le pursed her lips, but she didn't cry.

"It's so troublesome." Nan Qiutong scratched her hair, "Put these on the bed first, and give this one to me. I'll only help you once, so remember how to wear your clothes."

"Understood." Qing Le nodded, and then carefully watched Nan Qiutong's technique.

Nan Qiutong didn't slow down because of Qingle's apparent ignorance.Although it is not known which part of her brain was traumatized, it is clear that she is a smart person with a high IQ.

"Okay, now, take these clothes and let's go to your room."

"Can I have my own room?" Qing Le said excitedly.

"Otherwise, you want to share a room with me? Or with Yun Yi?" Nan Qiutong looked at Qing Le with raised eyebrows.

"I want to live by myself." Qing Le shook her head quickly, then stuck out her tongue at Nan Qiutong.

"You're such an adult, don't make childish expressions casually." Nan Qiutong frowned slightly.Although it is quite cute, but cuteness has no effect on women.

"What is a child's expression?" Qing Le looked at Nan Qiutong with her head tilted, wondering.

"We'll discuss this later, go to your room now." Nan Qiutong gave up explaining, turned and walked out of the room.

"Ah? Oh." Qing Le was stunned for a moment, quickly grabbed her clothes, and followed Nan Qiutong's footsteps.

Nan Qiutong directly chose a room for Qingle on the second floor, so that they could call Qingle directly every time they left.

"This is your room."

"Here?" Qing Le walked into the room with her mouth wide open. After throwing her clothes on the bed, she walked around the room excitedly, touching this and that, "Hehe, this place is so beautiful."

"Pretty?" Nan Qiutong looked at this ordinary room in Yunyi Building, "What are you comparing it with?" Didn't she lose her memory?

"Well...it's pretty anyway!" Contrast?She didn't know, she just thought it was big, spacious, and sunny, and she liked it very much.

"As long as you like it." What a child who is easily satisfied.If she was so easily satisfied, wouldn't she be much happier than she is now?Nan Qiutong pouted.

"Thank you." Qing Le smiled sweetly.

"You're welcome. Pack up, we're going out now."

"Where are you going?" Clean up?Pack what?Qing Le looked around, but couldn't find anything to tidy up.

"Go to a...fun place."

"Okay, okay! Let's go now!" Qing Le approached Nan Qiutong happily, blinking her big eyes, very beautiful.

"Then let's go." In fact, it's not bad to have a simple person by your side, but the premise is that this person is really simple.

"It is said that tidying up a woman is a long process, and I have finally experienced it today." On the first floor, Zhan Yunyi was still sitting in the previous seat, with a bored expression on his face.

"Would you like to try taking a three-year-old child from the first floor to the [-]th floor, and then come down from the [-]th floor?" Nan Qiutong leaned on the railing of the stairs, still panting.

"Very troublesome?" Zhan Yunyi glanced at Qing Le, then raised his eyebrows and asked Nan Qiutong.

"Just be more obedient." Nan Qiutong shrugged.

"Take it up as a child." Zhan Yunyi smiled slightly, "Are you ready to go to the shop?"

"Yeah." Nan Qiutong nodded, "I'm not married yet, who wants to raise a child first?"

"Then keep it as a pet." The two walked out side by side, talking incoherently by the way.

"I don't like keeping pets." When it comes to pets, Nan Qiutong looks disgusted.

Pets are very cute, but feeding it, bathing it, and playing with it are extremely troublesome, Nan Qiutong will not like it.

"Uh...then I can't help it." Zhan Yunyi smiled helplessly.

(End of this chapter)