As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 198 What a powerful little sister, I like it
Chapter 198 What a powerful little sister, I like it
Various dishes were served amidst everyone's laughter and laughter. There were sixteen dishes per table, including ten meat and six vegetarian dishes, plus one portion of sweet soup and one portion of salty soup. It was pleasing to look at.
The men who came back from carrying bricks came in and saw the table full of red and green colors. They were so shocked that they didn’t even dare to blink. “Am I right? Is this a banquet that I can eat?”
"You read that right, it is indeed the banquet noodles we want to eat!" Shen Qingqing smiled and greeted everyone: "Everyone, go wash your hands quickly, the basin is to the east."
"Auntie, put the plate down, I'll clean it up later."
"Oh, don't worry, kid. If you knock off your front teeth, you won't be able to chew meat."
"..."
After working for a long time, Shen Qingqing finally settled everyone properly. Shen Qingqing sat down on a stool, let out a long breath, and said, hosting a banquet is really not easy.
Meng Yuan filled a bowl of sweet wine and handed it to her, "Drink some to moisten your throat. You have worked hard today."
"It's okay. There are many helpers, so it's not too tiring." Shen Qingqing held the bowl and drank the soup in one go. She tilted her head and asked him, "How are you doing there? Are you tired?"
"Like you, there are so many people helping me that I don't feel tired."
Shen Qingqing patted the stool next to her and motioned for him to sit down, "As long as you're not tired, I may be busy these two days, and I'll have to keep an eye on my family."
"Um?"
"Xue Bao has been having bad luck these past two days, so I can't help but keep an eye on him."
Shen Qingqing looked up at the sky and sighed. She didn't know what the current situation of a child who had to endure the ordeal was.
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Stone Town.
Meng Qi Xuesheng squatted helplessly in front of the clothing store and groaned: "Why is no one buying my clothes? Woohoo, they are all praising my clothes for being beautiful, why are they just not willing to buy them?"
Hongying comforted her: "Be patient. After all, there are not many women like me who have good taste, are beautiful and dare to wear clothes. You are lucky to meet one."
"Is there anyone who can comfort people like you?" Meng Qixue raised her head and glared at her, her lips pouting, "Believe it or not, I'll cry for you!"
I didn't want to cry at first, but as soon as I mentioned the word "cry", tears fell down.
Meng Qixue felt very sad. In the past, no matter what she sold, everyone rushed to buy it, so she didn't have to worry about not being able to sell it.
What now? I have a lot of good words to say, and my words are almost worn out, but no one supports me. Are the clothes she designs so bad?
Hongying was frightened by her tears and coaxed in a panic: "Auntie, don't cry. Girls can't cry. If they cry, they will become ugly!"
It was okay without coaxing, but Meng Qixue cried even more sadly when she was coaxed.
Hongying was so anxious that she scratched her head and scratched her head. Finally she saw the old man selling candied haws in the distance and had an idea, "Bao, stop crying. Can my sister buy you some candied haws?"
Meng Qixue lowered her head and wiped her tears, ignoring her at all.
"Then I'll go. Just wait here and don't run around."
Hongying walked away immediately, her legs moving very fast, and she quickly disappeared into the sea of people.
Meng Qixue looked at the busy street, snorted arrogantly, and said to herself: "I'm not the second brother, Tanghulu can't coax me!"
As soon as I finished speaking, a clear childish voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Little sister, the little flowers on your head are so beautiful."
Meng Qixue turned around following the voice and saw a girl wearing a peach-pink shirt staring longingly at the velvet flowers on her head, her face full of envy.
Meng Qixue touched her braid subconsciously and replied proudly: "Yes, I think it looks good too."
She had taken a liking to it yesterday, but was too shy to ask. Today she found the opportunity to borrow two flowers from her mother.
The girl raised the pink velvet flower in her hand and walked a few steps in front of her, "I happen to have one here, how about we wear it instead?"
Meng Qixue quickly shook her head, "No, this is my mother's Huahua. I only use it to wear it, I can't give it away privately."
"Change it, sister." The girl begged softly, a light pink light bursting out from her black eyes. Under the temptation of that light, Meng Qixue touched the velvet in her hair in a mysterious way.
Xianying suddenly stretched out an arm to hold her hand. Hongying protected Meng Qixue behind her and looked at the girl with interest, "Come with me? Listen to my sister's advice, she is not someone you can touch. If you don't want to
If you die, stay away."
"Mind your own business!" the girl roared angrily, her voice suddenly becoming sharp.
Meng Qixue was startled by her voice and quickly shrank behind Hongying, "Sister, what's wrong with her?"
"It's okay, don't be afraid, sister can protect you... Damn it, why did it get dark?"
The street where the sun was still shining just now suddenly became dark, as if someone had poured ink on it, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see anything.
At the same time, a dark wind was blowing, and sand and rocks were flying. Hongying was almost overturned by the sand and rocks. As soon as she stood firm, she saw a pink light and shadow rushing towards Meng Qixue like an arrow.
"careful!"
Hongying shouted loudly and quickly jumped over to block it.
"Only you?"
The girl curled up her lips in disdain, lifted her sleeves, and another wave of sand and stones rushed towards Hongying. Hongying was blocked by the sand and stones, and could only watch as the girl threw herself in front of Meng Qixue.
"Little sister, follow your sister, and she will take you to enjoy the happiness!"
The girl smiled evilly and stretched out her hand. The moment her fingers touched Meng Qixue, a golden light suddenly burst out from the latter's body. The golden light was as sharp as a knife and struck directly between the girl's eyebrows.
Wherever the golden light passed, the darkness receded, the storm subsided, and everything returned to normal.
"Boom", the girl fell heavily to the ground, and in a moment, a little ghost crawled out of her body. The little ghost looked to be only six or seven years old, wearing a pink skirt and a pink velvet flower on his head.
It's very beautiful.
The kid wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and looked at Meng Qixue, "Jie Jie Jie... What an amazing little sister, I like her."
After leaving these meaningless words, the kid jumped onto the roof of the store next door and ran away in a few steps.
Hongying knew she didn't know her opponent, so she didn't want to chase her at all. She even ran to Meng Qixue to check her body, "Xuebao, are you okay?"
Meng Qixue shook her head and looked at the girl who fell to the ground, "Sister Hongying, what's wrong with her?"
"She is a bad person who wants to harm you, we don't care about her!" Hongying held her hand with lingering fear, "Xue Bao, go home, we can't stay in this place anymore."
If something really happened, how could she bear Shen Qingqing's anger?
Meng Qixue recalled the girl's terrifying laughter and quickly hugged her arm, "Okay, let's go home."
Not daring to delay, the two of them said hello to the owner of the clothing store and hurried to the mutton restaurant.
At this time, the business of the mutton restaurant was good, and everyone inside and outside the store was very busy. Hongying went to Yuan Xudong and explained the situation. Without saying anything, Yuan Xudong personally drove the carriage to send Meng Qixue home.
Sitting on the carriage home, Hongying fiddled with the small wounds on her face and complained: "I really don't know what your mother is thinking. She knows you are unlucky and wants you to sell clothes by yourself, which makes me suffer."
Implicated.”
"My pretty face is as beautiful as a flower, what should I do if it gets ruined?" This chapter has been completed!