Buying a school bag?

Song Qingyuan looked over and said with a smile, "Of course there is!" ”

With a slight movement of her footsteps, Aunt Bai came over and said in her ear, "This is the owner of the embroidery workshop." ”

The owner of the embroidery shop?

Wang Yuyan's father!

Song Qingyuan's eyes flashed, isn't that the embroidery workshop that once copied her crossbody bag idea!

Do you still want to copy it?

"Do you have a VIP card?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"VIP card?" The man shook his head, "No! ”

He had heard of Song Ji's VIP card.

Ten taels of silver, two taels of copper, and four black and black, it is useless.

I don't know what those people are after.

The man scoffed.

"Bring me two ...... that bag," the man said.

Aunt Bai looked at Song Qingyuan inquiringly.

Song Qingyuan asked, "What kind of fabric do you need?" Coarse cloth? Muslin? Satin? With embroidery sample, without embroidery sample? ”

The man pondered, "Take it out first, I'll take a look." ”

Song Qingyuan pointed to the counter with his hand, "Here, see for yourself." ”

The man walked to the counter, picked up the satin schoolbag, and looked at it carefully, not letting go of a stitch or thread, as if he wanted to keep the schoolbag firmly in his heart.

Bai Chuxia reached out and snatched it back, "I'm afraid of getting dirty, don't touch it!" ”

"You touch it dirty, how can other customers buy it?" Bai Chuxia glanced sideways and said coldly.

"Little girl, it's not okay to be so crossy, it's to scare away the guests." The man smiled, ignoring Bai Chuxia's angry gaze.

"I want this school bag!" The man said cheerfully.

"A tael of silver!" Bai Chuxia replied with a cold face.

"And this, this, and that over there, I want it." The man's fingers were sharp, pointing to several different styles of school bags.

Bai Chuxia pouted, and reluctantly settled the money.

"The owner, he obviously bought it to steal the school, why do we still sell it to him?" Bai Chuxia was puzzled.

Song Qingyuan smiled lightly, "If you don't sell him, won't he be able to learn?" ”

"He can ask someone to buy it...... It can also be bought from someone else. ”

"Since it is inevitable to be learned, why not make yourself more atmospheric."

Always imitated, never surpassed.

A fake is a fake.

He Fang, set his style higher, so that others look confident.

............

Handing over the shop to Bai's mother and daughter, Song Qingyuan took San Lang and Shiro to the shore of Qingshui Lake.

"Is this it?" San Lang pointed to the Song Ji roast duck shop.

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded and walked over first.

However, instead of entering the roast duck shop, she went into the backyard from next to the roast duck shop.

The flat land in the backyard was all cleared out.

On the left and right, as well as the shops on the opposite side, are in full swing.

The hired workers are too busy to stop.

Jiro is in the middle of the command.

"Second brother!" Shiro shouted loudly, stretched out his chubby arm, and waved vigorously.

"Second brother, we're here......"

Jiro looked up, walked over, and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Saburo is here too...... Is the school on vacation? Jiro asked.

"Hmm!" San Lang nodded, "In the past few days, Mr. has given us a holiday in the county test!" ”

"County test!" Erlang rubbed his forehead, "I've forgotten about my busy work these days, Brother Da Lang is also here, right?" ”

"It's coming! Brother Da Lang is in Hebo! San Lang replied, "Brother Da Lang wants to prepare for the county exam, so we didn't bother him." ”

"That's it!" Erlang nodded and hugged San Lang's shoulder, "Brother will lead you to take a good stroll in a while, this Qingshui Lakeside, food, and play, is definitely the most in the county,"

"Second brother is busy first!" Saburo refused.

Erlang shook his head, "It's not bad for a while, don't always read, be careful to read like a nerd." ”

With that, Jiro patted Saburo's head.

Saburo smiled.

Before he could speak, he heard Shiro say, "Second brother is right, you can't always read, otherwise you will become a nerd." ”

"Sister!" Shiro turned his head, "I think what the second brother said is very reasonable, what do you think?" ”

Well?

Song Qingyuan raised his head and looked at Shiro with clear eyes, only to see Shiro's small eyes narrowed, and there was a trace of light in the gap.

"Hmmm! Makes sense! Song Qingyuan nodded casually.

Pointing to the clearing, "Do you know whose land this is?" ”

"Yes!"

"Do you know who the second brother is doing things for now?" Song Qingyuan continued to ask.

"Yes!"

"That's right!" Song Qingyuan pointed to himself, "If you read well, just like your sister, you can eat meat with your mouth, and if you don't read well, just like your second brother, you can only drink soup by running errands." ”

Belch......

Shiro was defeated.

............

After watching the progress of the department store, several people went to the other side to see the playground.

The playground is adjacent to Song Kee Department Store, and is separated by shops in the middle.

It's just that the shop here has not been built, and between the two, there is still empty land.

"Sister, what is this?" Shiro looked curiously, and in front of him was a pony in the shape of a wood.

"This is a Trojan!" Song Qingyuan pulled Shiro, "Sit up!" ”

"Yes, foot on here!" Song Qingyuan commanded.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! ”

The Trojan horse snapped and moved.

"Sister, this is so fun!" Shiro shouted excitedly.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da!"

The Trojan horse moved again and again.

After playing for a while, Shiro's eyes turned to a round turntable.

"Sister, what's that?" Shiro ran over.

One butt sits in one of the seats.

"Sister, how is this played?" Shiro asked.

"It's the turntable, hold it steady!" Song Qingyuan was on the outside, holding the fence, and with a force, the turntable rotated with it.

"Turned! Turned! ”

Shiro shouted excitedly.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Sister, hurry up!"

Round after round, Shiro's happy laughter filled the playground that had been built.

"Sister, why did you slow down, hurry up......" Shiro complained.

"Whew!" Song Qingyuan took a deep breath and glanced at it, "Are you dizzy??" ”

"Don't get dizzy!" Shiro looked back.

"You're not dizzy, I'm dizzy!" Song Qingyuan said angrily.

"Uh...... All right! Shiro pouted in frustration.

For a moment, Shiro narrowed his eyes, "Sister, you sit up, I'll turn you!" ”

"No!" Song Qingyuan refused.

"Alright then......" Shiro's eyes turned elsewhere again.

"Sister, what's that?"

"Follow me!" Song Qingyuan hooked his fingers.

The two of them came to a seesaw.

"Ride, sit over there!" Song Qingyuan said and sat down on the other side.

"Whoosh!"

Shiro sat down, Song Qingyuan, "Teng!" Suddenly, he was stilted up.

"Haha! Ha ha! Sister, you've been pouted to the sky......" Shiro laughed insolently.

Song Qingyuan was helpless.

This little chubby dun is much heavier than her.

Shiro's laughter continued, and his buttocks fell together, and Song Qingyuan continued to rise and fall to the ground with his movements.

"Haha! Ha ha! ”

Shiro was secretly proud, if he didn't let go, his sister wouldn't be able to get down. I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~