"Boss, your singing is so nice."

Ma Yu came to his senses and said to Liu Qingqing.

"Sister, you sing so nicely, your voice is sweet and your person is beautiful. It's such a cheap brother-in-law."

Liu Xiaohui said jealously.

But now Liu Xiaohui is convinced. If there is any man in this world who can be worthy of his beautiful sister, he will not be his omnipotent brother-in-law.

If it were any other man, Liu Xiaohui would not be convinced.

"Boss, if you go to be a singer, you will definitely be popular all over the country."

Nangong Ziyan looked at Liu Qingqing with envy and said.

This singing requires a good voice, and Liu Qingqing has such an enviable good voice. This is a natural singer.

However, people have a good birth and marry well, so they don’t need to rely on this good voice to make a living.

"That's right, if my sister goes to be a singer, those kings and queens will have to stand aside."

Liu Xixi said.

"That's for sure. If the boss lady goes to be a singer, she will definitely be a village above the queen level."

"The boss's wife is born to sing."

"This is the first time I have heard such a beautiful singing."

...

Everyone praised Liu Qingqing's song.

This is not a compliment, but the song is really nice, it is truly unprecedented.

"Don't fool my wife into being a singer."

Ye Rongyao took a sip of horse milk wine and said with a smile.

What is "Heavenly King" and "Queen"? Ye Rongyao looks down on it.

Ye Rongyao doesn’t want his wife to be a singer. In Ye Rongyao’s opinion, this woman, especially married women, is the right way to take care of her husband and children at home.

"Brother-in-law, why don't you sing a song for everyone, too."

Liu Xiaohui suggested to Ye Rongyao.

I have never heard my elder brother-in-law sing, and Liu Xiaohui wants to hear his omnipotent brother-in-law sing.

Look at how good he sings are.

"don't want!"

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

"Brother-in-law, don't sing, I don't want to have nightmares!"

When Liu Xixi and the others were scared when they heard Ye Rongyao sing.

Others need money to sing, but Ye Rongyao sings are deadly.

Everyone dare not let Ye Rongyao sing!

Especially on this quiet prairie night, if he sings, everyone will have nightmares at night.

"Actually, I sing really well. If you don't believe me, please ask Qingqing."

Ye Rongyao said with some depression.

Although I often sing a little out of tune, it is not too bad. There is no need to exaggerate this way, it is too painful to be self-destructive.

"Boss, let me dance an ancient Mongolian dance for you!"

Seeing that Ye Rongyao was a little unhappy, Ma Yu hurriedly said.

This boss is so kind to him and others, making him forget his identity for a while.

How can you dislike the boss?

"I'll give you accompaniment."

Nangong Ziyan also said hurriedly.

"It's very good to enjoy ancient and Mongolian dances on this grassland."

Ye Rongyao nodded to Ma Yu and said.

Young children today are much better than those of the previous young children, and they are basically good at singing and dancing.

This has something to do with people's living conditions and education. For example, when Ye Rongyao was young, most people had poor living conditions at that time, and it was already very good to be able to support their children's studies.

It’s different now. Now people’s living standards have improved, and they have invested more in their education. They will let their children go to school, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Everyone wants to cultivate an all-round wizard to their children.

Nangong Ziyan took out the piano from her backpack, put the harmonica to her mouth, and blew the "Prairie Pastoral Song".

As the wonderful song sounded, Ma Yu danced with the song sound. It was obvious that she had worked hard in the dance, and her body was very flexible, especially under the hazy firelight, which made her feel more special.

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Chapter completed!