Seven Zero Jiaojiao was spoiled by the big villain rough man and cried

Wen Jing continued, "I used to cook like this. If you don't like oil, you can wash it in plain water before eating."

Don't like to eat oil?

Does she mean it?She was distressed oil.

Wang Qiuying was about to roll her eyes, but Wen Jing didn't let her go.

"Actually, I don't blame you. After all, you are so fat, you should lose weight."

"How about this, when I'm cooking in the future, I'll just boil water and rinse your dishes separately, so that you won't be stained with oil."

"I don't think it's troublesome, but I need to spend more firewood."

Unconsciously, several people set their eyes on Wang Qiuying's bucket waist.

Wang Qiuying was so angry that she raised her hand to slap Wen Jing.

She is not fat, it's just that after giving birth, her hips have become bigger.

Li Han grabbed her hand and flicked it back, someone fell to the ground.

This is all right, the remaining half bottle of oil is gone.

Li Han's face was covered with frost, "I've said it before, Jing Jing is my wife, you can't scold her, and you don't have the right to beat her. Do you think my words are deaf ears?"

It was not peaceful to eat, Li's father put on a straight face, and the chopsticks fell heavily on the table.

"Ahan, she is your elder after all. Is this what you should do as a junior?"

Li Zheng and Li Tingting were finally willing to put down their chopsticks and went to help Wang Qiuying.

"Brother, how can you hit my mother?"

Li Han snorted, "When she scolded my wife, who of you said anything?"

"My daughter-in-law, if I don't protect her, I still protect your daughter-in-law?"

His sharp eyes swept over Li Zheng and Li Tingting, "Aren't you the ones who eat the most?"

Turning her eyes back to Wang Qiuying again, "It wasn't you who asked her to cook? Did you tell her not to put oil?"

One word at a time, the tone was extremely cold, and when he said it, he didn't forget to hold the food for Wen Jing.

"If you think quiet is a waste of oil, first, don't let her cook, and second, separate the family."

"You guys have the right to choose. Don't let me hear any more scolding words about her. Otherwise, don't blame my six relatives for not recognizing her."

As soon as the word "separation" came out, the four of them didn't speak any more.

Wang Qiuying picked up the oil bottle on the ground, looked distressed at the little oil left at the bottom of the bottle, and quickly filled her rice bowl with vegetables.

He yelled, 'Quiet and quiet are not allowed to enter the kitchen in the future', and left the main room with his rice bowl in his hand.

She was wronged, very wronged, and wanted to separate, but...

Li's father ate the remaining half bowl of rice with a dark face, left the bowl and went out. He couldn't stay at home for fear of indigestion.

The eldest son seems to have premeditated plans to separate the family, hmph, it depends on whether I agree or not.

With a daughter-in-law, I don't even care about my mother's relics, huh...

Li Zheng and Li Tingting also lost the joy of eating eggs, hurriedly filled their stomachs, and slipped back to their respective rooms.

Li Han and Wen Jing were not affected at all, they washed their dishes and went back to the room when they were full.

"Brother Han, I'll go to the county seat later, and yesterday I promised the customer to give her a skirt."

"Are you ready?" Li Han was a little surprised.

Wen Jing gave him a strange look, "Do you think your wife is so powerful? Of course you should go to a tailor to do it."

Although the system was ready, she couldn't say anything, so she had to use the tailor as a shield.

"Don't come back too late."

Wen Jing was not in a hurry, took a nap with someone, and then set off by bike.

She rode fast and arrived at the county seat in an hour. After putting on her makeup, she went straight to yesterday's big banyan tree.

Several girls were chirping and chatting, all wearing newly bought skirts, comparing each other.

When Wen Jing approached, she realized that there were two more girls.

The girl who ordered three skirts was called Wan Li. Seeing her, she was full of surprise, "Comrade, come quickly, I'll be waiting for you."

"This is my good sister. She works in the art troupe. She came back from a break today. Her colleague is next to her."

Two young girls, slim, fair-skinned, serious beauties.

Wen Jing's eyes lit up, and the money came.

Glancing around, he whispered, "Is there a quieter place?"

Knowing everything, Wan Li understood, "Go to my house, it's right in front.

Just around the corner.

The purpose of entering is an exquisite small building with a yard, clean and tidy, which is enough to show the financial resources of the host family.

It's no wonder that when you make a move, you get two pieces as gifts.

30 yuan, more than a month's wages for regular workers.

Open the cloth bag and let them choose by themselves. Considering that they will buy more temporarily, there are a total of twenty pieces in the bag.

Wan Li first picked out the three items she ordered, and then helped the little sisters choose.

The other four little sisters each choose one.

The sister of the Art Troupe is called Hua Yu. She still refuses to stop after picking five pieces, and she can't put it down.

Wan Li poked her forehead with her finger and scolded with a smile, "You don't mean to make it round, do you?"

"Comrade Yi has more than these styles in his mind. Why, do you want one of the same?"

On the way here, everyone introduced their names to each other, but her name was Yiwen.

Hua Yu chuckled, retracted his outstretched claws embarrassingly, and glanced at the clothes in the cloth bag reluctantly.

Wen Jing fulfilled her promise, and each of them gave two different collars, including Hua Yu.

Just as she was about to tidy up the cloth bag and take it out, another girl who had been watching but didn't do anything spoke.

"The rest, 10 yuan a piece, I'll take care of it, how about it?"

Wen Jing's hands paused, but she didn't get up, and tilted her head to look at her.

Just now when everyone was picking, she was watching with her legs crossed, and occasionally she could see a look of disdain on her face.

I thought it was because I didn't like her clothes, but I was waiting here.

Just looking at her, Wen Jing continued to move her hands.

"I'm sorry, I made it by staying up all night with a lamp, and I only earn some hard work."

Wan Li and the others did not expect the girl to bargain like this.

15 yuan, said cheap is not cheap.

But compared with the supply and marketing cooperatives, the price is not high, and the style is novel and beautiful, and they all think it is worth the price.

Besides, it’s reasonable for you to cut one yuan or two yuan, but it’s too much to cut it by one third.

Huayu was a little embarrassed, she brought the man here, and she didn't expect it would cause an embarrassing scene.

She didn't understand that according to her family background, she shouldn't care about this little money.

"Yanqing, which one do you like? I'll give it to you."

Zheng Yanqing didn't expect that Wen Jing would be so shameless, earn less and sell more, wouldn't it be more cost-effective?

She likes those skirts, she likes them very much. It's not that she didn't want to choose them just now, but she felt unable to choose.

That's why I thought that after everyone finished picking, she would round up the rest.

Not only does she like beautiful skirts, but her sister also likes them.

Although her monthly salary is quite high and her family has subsidies, she is used to being extravagant and cannot make ends meet every month.

I thought, buy it back, give half to my sister, maybe I can get some money from my sister.

Most importantly, she knew that that person was in the county seat.

She wants to dress better and fully reveal her advantages.

She didn't believe it, and couldn't take down that man.

Zheng Yanqing was a little annoyed, she was used to being flattered since she was a child, and it was rare for someone to be so shameless, still in such a small county.

Ignoring Hua Yu, squinting those beautiful phoenix eyes, looking at Wen Jing, his tone was a little heavy, "Are... sure you don't want to?"