"Your name is Yu 'er?"
"Yes, Sister." Yu 'er didn't follow her uncle and aunt's example. She didn't call the noble big sister in front of her "Miss."
At this time, although Mu Lin 'er wasn't beautiful, her chubby face still made people feel happy when they looked at her. She had lost a lot of weight recently, but she didn't realize it herself.
"What's the name of the little brother in your arms?" Mu Lin 'er reached out to tease the babbling little bean in Yu' er's arms.
"Sister, his name is Doudou. Hehe."
"Red Tiger, go buy some pastries and find a way to get some milk."
After Yu 'er answered, she saw the red-haired brother who hadn't spoken a word went out. She lowered her head and continued to tease Doudou.
"Doudou, what a cute name." However, Doudou wasn't as cute as Little Bean. Her small body and complexion showed that she had been malnourished for a long time.
"Yu 'er, how old are you?"
Yu 'er told Mu Lin' er that she was 14 years old.
Jia Xianrong, who was making tea, saw that Mu Lin 'er didn't mind his Doudou's saliva at all. She even gently hugged Doudou and made him happy. He thought, This Miss is really strange. She doesn't stay in the big restaurants on the street, but in my house.
"Mr. Jia, don't be so busy. Sit down and let's talk about business." Mu Lin 'er handed Doudou to Yu' er. After Yu 'er hugged Doudou, she let go.
"Business?" The hand holding the teacup didn't know whether to hand it over or put it back.
Mu Lin 'er had to take the hot cup of tea and put it aside. She continued, "Yes, Mr. Jia. I don't know if you are interested." When Mu Lin 'er saw Mr. Jia, she thought that his way of doing business was similar to the modern way. He learned to take advantage of the mentality of people who liked to take advantage of others. He promoted his products.
"Miss, I only know how to buy silk flowers. And those silk flowers, ah, you know, it's rare for someone to buy them." But he only knew how to make these little things.
"Silk flowers, Uncle Jia, don't you think these silk flowers are too monotonous?" Mu Lin 'er changed her tone. She didn't call the unfamiliar Mr. Jia, but directly called him Uncle Jia.
"Miss …"
"Uncle Jia, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Mu Lin 'er, the girl is called Cui Liu, and the red-haired one is called Chi Hu. Don't call me Miss, it's awkward." Mu Lin' er didn't have any distinction between seniority and seniority, but she cared a lot about the respect of the elders.
Jia Xianrong stuttered for a long time, but he still couldn't change his words. He could only say, "Miss, if you call me like this, the pressure won't be greater!"
Mu Lin 'er told him to do as he pleased.
"Master." At this moment, Red Tiger walked in with two boxes of snacks and a ceramic jar in his hands. Mu Liner knew that it was milk.
Looking at the ceramic jar that Red Tiger was holding, Mu Lin 'er smiled. She didn't expect that Red Tiger would think of using a ceramic jar to store food. If he came back with a bowl, she would probably laugh.
"This is …?" Jia Xianrong smelled something fishy.
"Red Tiger, take it and cook it for Cui Liu."
"Miss, isn't this milk?" When Mu Lin 'er opened the lid, Boss Jia also took a look. With the smell, he guessed what it was.
"Yes, Uncle Jia, Doudou's complexion is yellow, and his eyes are a little dull. This milk can be used to supplement the nutrition in his body."
Hearing Mu Lin 'er's explanation, Jia Xianrong was very grateful. Red Tiger handed the cake to Yu 'er. Yu' er thanked him and smiled sweetly at Mu Lin 'er.
Although she hadn't seen much of the world, she knew that this delicious snack was bought by her brother. There was also the milk that her uncle mentioned.
On the table, there were only four dishes.
Stir-fried pork belly, meatballs in soup, braised fish, and fish scales that were coated with flour and fried to a golden color. Everyone ate the food and said it was delicious. Qi Min, who was feeding milk to Doudou, said, "It's all because of Miss Cui Liu's dexterity. This is the first time I've seen such a method. This is the best dish I've ever eaten in my life." Her eyes were full of gratitude.
Her words made Cui Liu feel a little proud and a little embarrassed. This was not because of her dexterity. Obviously, it was because of her young miss's dexterity. It was all taught by her young miss, and it was just a piece of cake.
After the meal.
Mu Lin 'er moved a stool to the yard. The weather was not hot. Cui Liu and Qi Min went to clean up the house, and Red Tiger went out to buy furniture. Yu 'er accompanied Doudou to take a nap.
In the yard.
"Miss, the silk flower you mentioned is …?" Jia Xianrong, who had just sat down, couldn't wait to ask the question that had been lingering in his mind even when he was eating.
"Well, let's go, Uncle Jia. Let's go out." Mu Lin 'er was not in a hurry to answer. She just stood up.
Jia Xianrong followed behind. This young miss had just been ready to go out. She just said to her wife and the girl named Cui Liu, "Wait a minute, we will go out for a while. You go ahead with your business, don't look for us."
It was a long street, and on both sides of the street were either restaurants or stalls with small stalls. It was the same on the other side, but there were more pharmacies and a cloth shop.
After a while, Mu Lin 'er and Jia Xianrong went to a busy cloth shop. Mu Lin 'er stopped and saw that there were fewer people in the cloth shop, so she went in with Jia Xianrong.
When they just went in, the shop assistant very politely asked, "Do you need ready-made clothes or cloth?" She didn't flatter them, nor did she look at their clothes. She just asked with a smile.
Such a shop assistant would not be annoying, and Mu Lin 'er also liked this cloth shop.
"Let's take a look first." After coming in, Mu Lin 'er was a little disappointed. Indeed, she had thought wrong just now. She didn't carefully observe the cloth here.
Now that he thought about it, the clothes in this shop and the color of the cloth didn't have any patterns. He had never observed anyone's clothes before. Moreover, the patterns on his clothes were all on the edge of the cuffs, so he couldn't see them clearly.
"Waiter, can you print patterns on the cloth here?" In fact, Mu Lin 'er wanted to lift her cuffs to show them, but she glanced at them and found that the patterns on the cuffs were embroidered.
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