Jing Yuanshan's problem now is that she has to buy a pair of shoes.

Wearing a skirt of more than 10,000, or 7,002 after a discount, a woman needs a good pair of shoes.

Several younger sisters are very caring, and they picked a pair of two thousand six single leather shoes, Jing Yuanshan was stunned and was reluctant.

The waiter talked for a long time, this is a new model in the spring and autumn period, at most nine percent off.

Don't buy it, Jing Yuanshan went to find six hundred and eight, and she was dressed very well.

This is last year's model, with a six-fold discount, and the original price is more than 1,000. To be honest, Jing Yuanshan's feet are good-looking.

Shanshan and Sishang are regretful, and the eldest sister should wear beautiful.

Jing Yuanshan smiled, what did you do? With more than a thousand left, you can buy a few pairs of shoes.

The shoes over there were discounted, and Jing Yuanshan bought six pairs in one go.

Several younger sisters are sour, sour and sweet, earn their own money, and if they earn more in the future, they can buy and buy as they like.

Jing Yuanshan comforted: "There will be beautiful clothes, and there will be bags." ”

Qi'er said, "There will be those who carry bags, too." ”

I didn't buy much, but everyone carried it, and I couldn't carry it anymore.

Jing Yuanshan looked at the discount of pajamas, the discount of T-shirts, and bought two large bags.

Sishang held the eldest sister in one hand and whispered: "I made money." ”

Jing Yuanshan nodded: "If you make money, don't buy it here, wait to make a lot of money, buy a big house first." At least three hundred square meters. ”

Sishang stuck out his tongue, although it was not clear, but three hundred square tens of millions?

Take the subway home and be in a good mood to go out for a walk.

At home, Er Shan made dinner, and the thirteen looked at the eldest sister with dark eyes.

Jing Yuanshan put down her things, beckoned a few to wash her hands, and ate first.

After eating, Qi'er had the energy to say, Balabala can talk for a night.

Ershan is also happy, thirteen is screaming, she also has new clothes and a big can of milk powder.

Jing Yuanshan kissed, go to bed early.

Jing Yuanshan, Shanshan, Sishang, and Wushuang also went to sleep in the store.

When I got up in the morning, Sishang felt very energetic, rolled up his sleeves and worked hard.

There was a sudden rainstorm outside, and it was inconvenient to come to breakfast.

Jing Yuanshan had already prepared a place to put an umbrella at the door, and provided some umbrellas, but it was useless to think about it if there were unforeseen circumstances.

The rain stopped, the weather was cooler, and autumn seemed to be coming early.

By noon, it was hot again.

The sisters were busy, and there were some rice noodles left in the morning, and all the ones were sold out at noon. It's another day of making money.

Zhao Xian came again, Zhao Dongming and Tang Miaoyi came together.

Zhao Xian is the main one, and the tone of the big young man is: "If one person comes to a bowl of noodles, he should support Yuan Shan." ”

The powder that Jing Yuanshan wants to throw away, don't waste it, in fact, it's not bad, but the taste is not very good.

Cow chews peonies.

Cast pearls before swine.

I don't know what is good, so Jing Yuanshan used some ingredients and fried ten bowls, the ingredients were sufficient, and the price was 30.

This little money, one person and one bowl sit there to eat.

Si Xiang is inexplicably sympathetic, look at it again, there are still some fans left, is there anyone who needs help?

Zhao Xian's face is really big, I don't know where it came from, he wants to eat, and Jing Yuanshan will fry it.

The last powder was sold, Ershan was speechless, and in the end, the eldest sister didn't see what the material was, right? Anyway, it's okay to stir-fry a piece of eggplant and zucchini. The watermelon rinds are kept for themselves.

Tang Miaoyi's eyes were sharp: "What is that fried?" ”

Jing Yuanshan responded: "Eat the leftover skin of watermelon." ”

Tang Miaoyi was particularly sympathetic: "Poor watermelon peels are eaten." ”

Sishang doesn't care about fools. The empty bowls are collected, and if they are smashed, they will lose money.

Shanshan wiped the table clean, is it okay to roll?

Zhao Yan took out a gift box and gave it to Jing Yuanshan.

Jing Yuanshan is clean and neat, and the words are correct and round: "Get out!" ”

Zhao Xian couldn't pretend to be able to do it, but fortunately, he called a group of group performances.

Tang Miaoyi was jealous: "You didn't wear such a good dress, right?" ”

Next: "This is made by SV." ”

Next: "Zhao Yan is chasing you seriously, it's almost enough, don't pretend." ”

Jing Yuanshan came out with a kitchen knife.

Cannon fodder is still bold enough to block the front, dare to cut it?

The sword light and sword shadow, the cannon fodder scared to pee. Jing Yuanshan continued to slash, slashing Zhao Xian with one sword.

A group of people who climbed with a roll, Sishang took the gift box and threw it out, garbage!

Jing Yuanshan was cold: "Whoever comes up to me again beeps and washes his neck." ”

Tang Miaoyi screamed: "You dare to kill!" ”

Jing Yuanshan entered the store and closed the door.

Shanshan and Wuxian cleaned up the store, the scum is so damned.

A group of people were outside, looking at the store in disbelief, hearing that Jing Yuanshan had killed people, but she could still carry a knife.

There are also people who watch the son of the queen of the movie, when will he be lifted up.

Zhao Yan and Jing Yuanshan are more energetic.

This is face, people say that he lost to Jing Yuanshan. For the sake of face, he has to win it back completely.

Why can Zhao Xian only win? Because he is a young man, he can't do it if he doesn't believe it.

No, Mr. Zou came to the store and became a lobbyist for Zhao Yan.

Zou Yingjie is in his forties, and he is a die-hard fan of the actress, so I don't know if he is Zhao Yan's uncle.

Jing Yuanshan is holding Thirteen, the little baby is not interested in Lao Zou, a typical lewd man.

Zou Yingjie didn't dare to molest Jing Yuanshan, he couldn't afford to provoke the Jing family.

Principal Jing has a strong connection, and Zou Yingjie may not be easy to mix even if he is not a teacher.

Zou Yingjie is like a matchmaker: "If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your sister's future." ”

Shanshan, Sishang, and Wuxian are all reading books on the side, thinking about garbage stuff.

Shi Feng Shiyi, Youqiong, watching cartoons in the bedroom, English version, the bedroom door is open, and the sound is not loud.

Ah, Thirteen is going to see it.

Jing Yuanshan carried Thirteen to the bedroom, and English became Italian.

Zou Yingjie was outside, frowning.

Er Shan thought to herself, the eldest sister has to take care of more than ten younger sisters, and she really has no time.

Kids don't care, go and waste with scum? This genuine companionship is priceless.

Zou Yingjie saw Jing Yuanshan come out and asked, "Jing Lulu wants to be a child model?" ”

Jing Yuanshan held thirteen in one hand and made milk powder in the other. Milk powder is enough to eat, but still add a little rice flour.

The children eat well, and after eating, they are ready to go to bed, and wait until they wake up for dinner and eat again.

Now it's enough to feed one meal at night, and it's Ershan at night.

So Jing Yuanshan took a little more time when she had time to give Er Shan time to read.

Zou Yingjie couldn't stand it, and hummed: "Remember to go then." This is the dress that Zhao Xian specially ordered for you. ”

Zou Yingjie is gone.

The gift box was thrown from behind.

Zou Yingjie turned around.

Jing Yuanshan held the baby at the door: "Take it if you like." ”

A passer-by, pick it up.

Wow, it's fancy, there are a lot of sequins in blue, and it's going to be extra shiny. The front is deep V, and there is a large piece of broken waist at the back.

The little brother sent Teacher Zou: "You must look good in it, go buy a pair of stockings." ”

Jing Yuanshan thought: "Teacher Zou can wear it when no one is around, put on lipstick and wear a wig." ”

The little brother looked at Mr. Zou's face, and he didn't know what would happen to him, and he couldn't make up for it, which would affect his appetite at night.

Zou Yingjie walked away angrily.

Scum.

The little brother chased after Mr. Zou: "Your skirt!" ”

Chased to the square.,Everyone knows.。。

So much so that Jingcheng Garden is rumored that Mr. Zou likes to wear skirts and very little fabric.