Playful peasant girl made a fortune: uncle begged to take it away

Chapter 190 Uncle, I'm Still Young
"Yu'er, I'll take someone to hire me when you're ready." Shen Yiyun looked at the pretty Mingyu in his arms, thought for a while and said.

"Uncle, don't worry, I don't plan to get married so early, I still have a lot of things to do." Mingyu played with Shen Yiyun's hair and said in a low voice.

I'm only 12. If it wasn't for my last life, I wouldn't even plan to talk about love. How could I get married so early? What's more, getting married means having a baby. It is only possible when you are eighteen, so it is impossible to agree to the marriage proposal now.

Although Mingyu had never experienced childbirth in her previous life, she witnessed the scene of her friend's dystocia with her own eyes.My friend is unmarried, but I hope to have a child to accompany me, so I don’t know where to borrow it. When it’s time to give birth, Mingyu asked for leave and sent her friend to the hospital. Even at the modern medical level, she gave birth. It is a dangerous thing, let alone ancient times.

"Then Yu'er is willing to nod in agreement only when she plans to go up?" Shen Yiyun grabbed Mingyu's naughty little hand and began to play with it.

"Uncle, I'm still young, at least it will be a few years, and the two of us have just started dating, I'm not sure yet, if you can wait, Uncle, please wait." Mingyu pulled out

Some of his little hands stepped forward to grab Shen Yiyun's hair.

It makes people jealous, I can't cut it, this guy's hair is not only long but also black and beautiful, very soft, it doesn't look like my own, I have worked so hard to raise it for the past two years, the hair is good

It is not easy to change from the original withered yellow to black, but the growth rate is still slower.

Feeling jealous, Mingyu pulled out a few strands of Shen Yiyun's hair, the tenacity was really good, the strands of hair were more than one meter long.

"Yu'er, what are you doing?" Shen Yiyun felt a pain in his scalp, and then saw Mingyu measuring the length with his hand holding the strand of hair that had been pulled out.

"Uncle, how do you take care of it? Your hair is so good, it makes people jealous." Mingyu held her hair and looked up at Shen Yiyun.

"Yu'er, are you changing the subject?" Shen Yiyun squinted slightly at the hair in Mingyu's hand and said.

"Uncle, don't be so smart, okay?" Mingyu twisted Shen Yiyun's hair little by little.

"How many years is how many years?" Shen Yiyun stroked Mingyu's hair, tucking his slender fingers between the hair, and with a movement of his fingers, a few strands of hair ran into Shen Yiyun's hands.

Shen Yiyun's technique was very good, the pain was only a moment and it wasn't uncomfortable, but Mingyu who felt the pain still raised her head, waiting for the hand holding her hair.

"Uncle, you are stingy, didn't you just pull out a few hairs of yours, so many, so what if you pull out two hairs, you have to pull them back."

"Yu'er, to answer the question just now, how many years is it?"

While speaking, Shen Yiyun took the hair from Mingyu's hand, then flicked the hair, wrapped Mingyu's arms around Mingyu, put his own hair and Mingyu's hair together with both hands, and then

After weaving it into a rope, she took out a purple bead from her bosom, put the bead on the hair rope, and tied it on Mingyu's hand.

Mingyu looked at the movement of Shen Yiyun's hands flying, those slender fingers seemed to be playing the piano, beautiful and alluring, she didn't recover until Shen Yiyun tied the hair rope around Mingyu's hands
Come.

"Uncle, your hair is dirty." Mingyu looked at the hair tie in her hand and said.

"Bring it on, don't take it off." Shen Yiyun said domineeringly, looking at the hair rope in Mingyu's hand with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)