Travel through ancient times to suppress villages

Chapter 18 Kitchen Help (3)

In her eyes, sparks were flying, and Ling Xiaodao felt that the air was about to freeze; last night was too dark, she couldn't see clearly, but now in broad daylight, this man is even more beautiful than last night, and she was fascinated even more.

This handsome man in white is the second master of Huolin Village, named Nangong Yu, and the handsome man who is two years younger than him is the third master of Huolin Village, named Qin Yue; their names, It was all Ling Xiaodao just heard from Aunt Zhu.

Nangong Yu brought a few teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years behind him, he staggered Ling Xiaodao's gaze, and said to Aunt Zhu: "Auntie, brother's entourage has just entered the cottage, and in an hour's time, brother will also arrive; I am thinking about you This place is too busy, I will send you a few more people."

There was a smile on Aunt Zhu's fat face, she bent down and bowed, and said, "You are the second master!"

Nangong Yu nodded with a smile, and was about to turn around to leave when he suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Ling Xiaodao, "What's your name?"

Ling Xiaodao opened his mouth, and was about to spit out the word "Ling Xiaodao", but was interrupted by Aunt Zhu, "He's dumb! No one knows his name!"

Ling Xiaodao suffocated, secretly horrified, it's okay!fine!Fortunately, Aunt Zhu is quick-talking, otherwise she would be in trouble.

There was a strange light in his eyes, and Nangong Yu was a little surprised, but his surprise only stayed in his mind for a moment, and then dissipated; his expression lifted, and he said to Ling Xiaodao: "You are nameless, I will take it for you. A name, okay?"

Ling Xiaodao was overjoyed when he heard the words, and nodded hurriedly; Nangong Yu thought for a while, and said: "The past is Chu Yunkong, smiling and speechless, Yinger is crying red, everyone will call you 'Ying'er' from now on, okay?"

Shadow?It's not a male or female name, but when you think about it carefully, it's a bit similar to your own identity. It's not that she disguised herself as a man, but her identity through time and space.

Ling Xiaodao liked it a little, and nodded with a smile.Seeing that she accepted, Nangong Yu laughed, and stepped out; but as he walked, he was a little puzzled, why did this young man feel so weird to him?
After stepping out of the kitchen yard, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Ling Xiaodao's busy figure running in the yard, adding firewood, washing vegetables... Startled, he suddenly regretted that he should not name others at will. ;At least, the name was not well obtained; because, the young man gave him the impression that he was really like a shadow, blurred and somewhat unreal.

(End of this chapter)