Chapter 149: Would you like to marry me

"Oops, Brother Rong, you are really anxious. What I want to say is that my sister's birthday is almost here, and you remember to buy gifts." After An Xiaojiu responded, he smiled.
The whole man was secretly happy, like a little squirrel who secretly ate oil.
The joy was overwhelming, and the people looked irresistible.
Rong Jing's face was slightly red, especially her ears, red ... 啧啧 啧.
An Xiaojiu secretly thought, really did not expect Brother Rong to be so shy.
Rong Jing suddenly dragged a handful of creamy popcorn that was researched by An Xiaojiu, and was happy to be dragged. He turned his head and saw his uncle.
Then I saw An Xiaoqi in the eyes of the uncle ...
Suddenly, the little fat man remembered what Uncle and himself had said a few days ago.
Let go of the popcorn and pounce on An Xiaoqi, slap it on An Xiaoqi's thigh, and then raise a chubby smile and say, "Sister Xiaoqi, marry my uncle, I think I want a little sister. "
An Xiaoqi.
An Xiaojiu stared at Rong Jing. It turned out that she wasn't stupid enough. She also knew how to find foreign aid.
Especially small children who sell cute like this.
When others heard it, it was just a childish word, but her sister was really shy.
"Brother Rong, if you want my sister to marry you, you say it yourself, what's the matter of letting An An say it?" An Xiaojiu didn't think it was a big deal.
Anyway, now everything is on track, and she also has money to buy a dowry for her sister.
The most important thing is that dowry does not need to be set up. She directly gives her sister 30% of the profits in all industries now and in the future.
Now the restaurant and Huanyan Pavilion are separated from the Rong family, and the profit of Song Yun's mother and daughter is 30% of the profit.
The remaining An Xiaojiu himself accounted for 70%, and gave it to An Xiaoqi 70%, 30% himself, and the remaining 10% was used as working capital.
As for Qing Niang, An Xiaojiu planned to give the take-away to Qing Niang, but she couldn't take up that much profit.
She and Lu Li, Qi Rui alone accounted for 20%, Qingniang herself accounted for 10%, and the remaining 30% was reserved for those takeaways.
How can you do things seriously without rewards?
Rong Jing listened, but took it seriously, straightly holding An Xiaoqi, and asked seriously: "I will treat you well, very well, then you ... will you marry me?"
As a result, under the sight of Ai Ai during the Rong Jing period, An Xiaoqi shyly covered her face and left.
Rong Jing was dumbfounded, when she turned pale.
Wasn't it pretty good in Yuhua Town before?
Why ... left?
"Hahaha." An Xiaojiu laughed hugging his stomach.
Still, Qingniang couldn't see it, and pushed Rong Jing: "You stupid, go after it. Xiao Qi is willing in his heart, but where did you ask such a straightforward question?"
The girl's house is thin-skinned.
This silly boy asked in front of so many people, how could An Xiaoqi not be shy?
"Oh oh oh."
Of these three, one tone is higher than the other. When it comes to the third one, the smile on his face ... Well, the corner of his mouth is almost reaching his ears.
Everyone who saw it smiled in kind.
The fat man watched his uncle running and chasing out, consciously fulfilling his merits, and eating with popcorn.
Who knows, just after eating two, he was snatched by Uncle Rong.
auzw.com "Grandpa ... you want to eat and there, don't grab me." The fat man was anxious.
Uncle Rong faced, his voice was a bit cold: "Recently, I think you have become more playful, have you finished your homework? How can you eat so many popcorn in the morning? I have found a good husband, two days later Send you over. "
"what?"
When the fat man heard the word Mr., a big disappointment and begging appeared in his big eyes.
Uncle Rong ironlessly said: "In the future, I will not eat popcorn if my homework is not good."
The fat man was crying.
Grumbled in a crying complaint: "Grandpa, you want the horse to run again, but not to feed the horse."
"I didn't give you a meal?" Uncle Rong raised an eyebrow and was about to show his power.
The fat man was particularly clever, and Wen Yan immediately ran away with a twisted little body.
Uncle Rong: "This child ..."
"Boss, An An is still young, you ..." An Xiaojiu shrank his neck, and before he finished speaking, swallowed back in Rong's condemned eyes.
Little fat man, please ask for more blessings, sister is not helpless, really helpless.
Now that I heard An Xiaojiu say so, Uncle Rong couldn't help but say a few more words: "Little nine, I know you like An An, but you can't be so proud of your children. Especially An Andu is seven years old, but you Look at him ... it's time to practise martial arts. "
"Xi Wu?" An Xiaojiu opened her eyes in horror.
"Even if it isn't for martial arts, you should get up early every morning and take a step, just to keep fit."
An Xiaojiu's mouth widened. She thought that this kind of thing was a nonsense TV show.
Such a small child, the chicken had to get up to practice martial arts before waking up, but it was ...
Before Song Ye left, he could n’t help but said, "Little Jiu, Uncle Rong is right, in a big family's house, the lady wants to be pampered, but this male doll must be stricter. Keep fit Nothing is better. "
In the Weiguo Mansion, Shi Ziye also got up early every morning to dance swords and practice boxing.
However, she did not expect that Uncle Rong, a rural villager, actually understood this.
Really can't be underestimated.
"Ok."
An Xiaojiu was persuaded and silently lit a candle to the fat man.
Next, Song Yan and Huo Xiang went to Huan Yan Pavilion after having breakfast.
This kind of business does not need to be opened too early.
After An Xiaojiu, he successively researched the cherry milk, rose water, aloe vera and the like. As for the mask, it is mainly a mud mask.
As long as it is a paper mask and there is no such paper, An Xiaojiu can't make it, so he can only give up.
As for other cosmetics, An Xiaojiu plans to study lipsticks, but the metal shell of lipsticks really makes An Xiaojiu worry.
Simply set aside.
"Boss, please help me find something." After eating, An Xiaojiu sat down and talked with Boss Rong. "You help me ask if there are any print shops in the town, as well as bookstores that are going to change hands."
"You want to be a bookstore?" Uncle Rong disagreed slightly. "Little nine, you can't chew too much."
"I know, um ..." An Xiaojiu thought for a while and compromised. "Also, let's talk about it later."
I bought a bookstore directly to sell novels, and I don't know if the ancients could accept it.
Or write one or two originally, put it in a bookstore, and see the effect.
If you can, you can buy it in time.
Just now, An Xiaoqi and Rong Jing are back ...