Like Lin Wanrong's residence after arriving at his house behind Old Dong's back, Old Dong's house is also a simple thatched cottage. In the room was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who was sitting in front of the window and carefully darning. Another fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in short clothes, rolled his eyes and looked at Lin Wanrong curiously.
"Qiaoqiao, pour tea quickly, we have a distinguished guest at home." Old Dong shouted loudly as soon as he entered the room.
The girl sitting in front of the window raised her head, with curved eyebrows, Liuyue-like eyes, delicate nose bridge, and rosy mouth, she is indeed a beautiful girl who is one in a thousand. At least it's a tie flower level.
I can't see Lao Dong's wretched appearance, but he raised such a good girl, this is really a good bamboo shoot.
Lin Wanrong smiled and said to old Dong: "Uncle Dong, you are really blessed."
Old Dong raised his head and said with a smile: "Girl, this is Mr. Lin, I'll meet you soon."
Maybe it was because there had never been a strange young man in the family, the girl named Dong Qiaoqiao still couldn't let go, she blushed a little, walked up to Lin Wanrong and gave a blessing: "I have met Mr. Lin."
Lin Wanrong smiled and pointed to her exposed toes, "Miss Dong is laughing at you. How can I be a young master when I'm as poor as I am?"
Dong Qiaoqiao saw the toes protruding from Lin Wanrong's feet, and heard what he said was funny, so she couldn't help covering her lips and smiling, but her face turned even redder.
Dong Rende pointed at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy again and said, "Qingshan, come and meet Young Master Lin."
Dong Qingshan looked at Lin Wanrong curiously, walked up to him and saluted, "I've met Mr. Lin."
Lin Wanrong pulled Dong Qingshan towards him with a smile and said, "Uncle Dong, is this your son?"
Dong Rende smiled and said: "Exactly. This kid is idle all day long, causing troubles, and the young master will laugh at him."
Lin Wanrong saw that although Dong Qingshan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyes were flexible and his expression was tough. He didn't feel frightened when he saw strangers, and there were several bruises on his body, which seemed to be caused by a fight. But the boy had a natural expression, as if he didn't care about it at all.
Lin Wanrong had a good impression of this young man, so he smiled and said, "Brother Dong, have you ever studied?"
Dong Qingshan shook his head and said: "After studying in private school for two years, Mr. kicked him out."
Dong Rende said angrily at the side: "Who told you to fight with Mr. Zhang?"
Dong Qingshan retorted: "Then I can't see him bullying others, so of course I have to deal with it. If he dares to do this again next time, I will hit him."
Seeing that Dong Rende's beard was upturned in anger, Dong Qiaoqiao hurriedly persuaded him: "Father, it's all in the past, so don't scold your younger brother anymore."
Dong Rende seemed to listen to his daughter very much, he glared at Dong Qingshan and stopped talking.
Lin Wanrong felt a little amused, and said to Dong Qingshan: "Qingshan, come to me for fights in the future, and I will find a way for you so that others will not bully you."
"Really?" Dong Qingshan was the first time someone spoke to him like this, and he was also a very learned son, so the joy in his heart was naturally beyond words.
Dong Rende and Dong Qiaoqiao looked at Lin Wanrong together. Naturally, Dong Rende didn't know what Lin Wanrong meant. Dong Qiaoqiao also had a bit of blame in his eyes, but with her shy face, it had a different flavor.
Lin Wanrong smiled and said to the Dong family's father and daughter: "If you guard Qingshan like this and prevent him from fighting in the street, I'm afraid it will have no effect. Am I right or not?"
Dong Qiaoqiao looked at the few bruises on his younger brother's body, a flash of distress flashed in his eyes, he glanced at Lin Wanrong, and nodded slightly.
Lin Wanrong went on to say: "It's better to be blocked than to be blocked. Instead of letting Qingshan fight like this and come back in trouble, it's better to tell Qingshan what to do and what not to do, and what to do to minimize his losses. Let your loved ones no longer be harmed."
Dong Qingshan's expression brightened, and he said: "Yes, yes, that's what I hope, Brother Lin, teach me."
This Dong Qingshan is a clever man, in a blink of an eye he is not called Mr. Lin, but Brother Lin directly.
Dong Rende couldn't understand the meaning of his words, but Dong Qiaoqiao showed a thoughtful look, as if he understood.
Lin Wanrong nodded to Dong Rende and said, "Uncle Dong, don't worry, there will be fewer and fewer fights in Qingshan in the future."
Dong Qiaoqiao took a look at Lin Wanrong and said, "The fights will become less and less, I'm afraid the scale will become bigger and bigger."
"Miss Qiaoqiao is really smart." Lin Wanrong said with a smile, but there was a hint of surprise on her face. Dong Qiaoqiao is not an ordinary smart girl, she can even guess her own thoughts.
A blush flashed across Dong Qiaoqiao's face, and she hastily said in a soft voice: "Mr. Lin is too much, I just hope that Mr. Lin can teach Qingshan well, don't tell him to learn badly again."
Haha, this chick is really interesting. She was clearly warning Lin Wanrong not to spoil Dong Qingshan, but she still said it so tactfully that Lin Wanrong couldn't help laughing.
"Definitely, definitely." Lin Wanrong showed a knowing look and winked at Dong Qiaoqiao.
Dong Qiaoqiao's face turned red, and she knew that Lin Wanrong's voice had been caught by Lin Wanrong's voice. She just felt that she was too clever to be able to do anything in front of Lin Wanrong.
Lin Wanrong didn't come here to tease the chick, so he stopped talking to her and asked Old Dong to take a piece of paper, cut it into four paragraphs and said: "Uncle Dong, find someone who can write beautifully, and write the Xiao Xiao you know. Please sort out and transcribe the situation of Miss Xiao in detail. There is no detail, the more detailed the better, it is best to divide it into different sections. For example, what Miss Xiao likes to eat can be listed in a separate section, dedicated to the topic, and the topic can be It's called Miss Xiao and Food. What kind of clothes Miss Xiao likes, you can list a section called Miss Xiao's aesthetics, and so on. If you can't write these four sheets of paper, you can write them according to this size Just cut it down, keep adding it up, and then find someone with a little ingenuity to bind it into a book."
Dong Rende was puzzled and said: "Mr. Lin, what's the reason? Handwriting is beautiful, and people with ingenuity don't need to find outsiders, a little girl is enough to do it."
oh? Lin Wanrong gave Dong Qiaoqiao a strange look, but she didn't expect this girl to have such a hand.
Dong Qiaoqiao blushed a little. Although she didn't know what Lin Wanrong and her father were going to do, she didn't object.
"I'm playing Miss Xiao's idea." Lin Wanrong said with a smile, but what he said was earth-shattering.
Dong Qiaoqiao blushed, thinking, why is he so frivolous, such words can be easily uttered.
Dong Qingshan is straight-hearted: "Brother Lin, do you want to date Miss Xiao? Great, bring her back and let me see what she looks like."
Old Dong has seen Lin Wanrong's methods, and knows that he has other plans, but this kid surnamed Lin is half-true, maybe he is really trying to trick the eldest lady.
Lin Wanrong smiled cheerfully: "Qingshan, where are you thinking of? I haven't even seen this girl's face, how could I go to pick her up? You underestimate me, Brother Lin, too."
Old man Wei tricked him and asked him to go to the Xiao family to be a servant. He didn't have much affection for the Xiao family, so before he went in to serve those ladies and wives, he first found an opportunity to make a small fortune on Miss Xiao. Comfort your wounded soul.
Dong Qiaoqiao smiled and glanced at him. This Mr. Lin is a little different from those gifted brothers. He seems to have a thicker skin.
It is said that Dong Qiaoqiao is good at reading and writing, so it is good, and it will be easier for his own people to handle affairs. Lin Wanrong instructed Dong Rende to leave some blank space on each page, with different sizes, so there is no need to transcribe.