After binding to the weight loss system, the fat girl from Northeast China counterattacked Bai Fumei

In the Song family, women are not qualified to eat fine grains.

So the soy milk belongs to Song Guangzong and Song Yaozu. Song's mother and Song Xiuxiu each only ate one pancake.

After breakfast, Song's mother took Song Xiuxiu to wash clothes.

The smelly clothes of Song Guangzong and Song Yaozu.

Song Xiuxiu carried her clothes and went to the river.

The river water is also very cold in autumn. After washing her clothes, Song Xiuxiu's hands were so cold that she began to feel numb.

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In a flash, the day came when the storybook went on sale.

For two days in a row, people were hired to sing at the door of Kunpeng Bookstore. With the melodious and smooth tunes and touching lyrics, a lot of people gathered around Kunpeng Bookstore.

Especially today, there are so many people.

Because shopkeeper Liu of Kunpeng Book Store said that today, the book store will sell a story book with a very poignant story. The song sung outside is adapted from the story in the story book.

Some ladies in the boudoir have already started asking their maids to come over and queue up early, so they must buy the first batch.

Mu Jiaojiao and Gu Qingzhou also stood outside the crowd.

"A Zhou, do you think our book can make money?"

"Definitely." Gu Qingzhou was very confident, and of course Mu Jiaojiao was too.

Soon it was time to open the door of Kunpeng Bookstore. Liu Xingchen and Liu Shumin stood at the door. Liu Xingchen said cheerfully, "Welcome all the fellow villagers. Today is "Don't chase me, general, madam, she won't come back." This storybook is on sale today. Due to the limited quantity, please come in order. Only fifty copies will be sold today. However, we hired a storyteller to speak at the door. If you don’t like it, then don’t buy it. Go back and avoid wasting it. If you like it, buy it back and enjoy it."

"Now, sir, speak first."

The storyteller is a young scholar-looking man.

Because he is a master of love, Liu Xingchen did not find an older storyteller for fear that he would not be able to express this feeling.

The storyteller sat at the door of the bookstore and was stunned.

"It is said that in the first year of Qingli, there was a young general in Zhou State who was undefeated in battle..."

The storyteller spoke in a melody, and the people around the door listened with interest. With a snap, the gavel clapped again, "If you want to know what happened after the funeral, please come to the book store to buy a physical book. You can know the general and his family when you go home." Love after Madam.”

The storyteller's move can make people feel itchy.

Mu Jiaojiao obviously didn't expect that Liu Xingchen would actually draw inferences from one instance. With this foreshadowing, this book must be a big seller today. As expected, she heard the girl shout, "Give me a copy."

Liu Xingchen smiled and said, "Okay, this girl wants one, but our story book is divided into three volumes: upper, middle and lower. Now we only have the first volume."

"Okay, I understand, give it to me quickly."

The girl's family has a little money, so she can't wait to get the storybook. She has read a lot of storybooks on weekdays, but there has never been one that can write into her heart like this, especially if it is really true. It makes people want to know what happens next.

Liu Shumin smiled, accepted the money, and then gave the book to the girl.

With the first, there is the second, and the third.

Mu Jiaojiao watched helplessly. Within an hour, all fifty books were sold out.She was so happy that her brows showed joy.

Gu Qingzhou also laughed on the side.

"Shopkeeper, what should I do if I don't buy it?"

"Yes, we are here too, we can't come in vain."

Customers who did not buy the book were a little reluctant, but this was not a big problem. Liu Xingchen said: "Everyone, we are really sorry because the quantity is limited. In this way, we will issue a number plate to those who did not buy the book today. Wait three days." In the future, you can come with your number plate and don’t have to queue, we have it all.”

The expressions on these people's faces softened somewhat when they heard that there was no need to queue.

Ever since he sold his first book, Liu Xingchen's lips have been raised. It's no wonder he's happy. Over the years, Kunpeng Book Store's business hasn't been as good as it is today. He's really happy. Liu Shumin was the same, counting the money with joy.

The brother and sister didn't even notice that Mu Jiaojiao and Gu Qingzhou had arrived in front of them.

"Shopkeeper Liu has made a fortune."

Hearing Mu Jiaojiao's voice, Liu Xingchen and Liu Shumin looked up at the same time. Seeing that it was Mu Jiaojiao and his wife, they both laughed, "Oh, Miss Mu, please stop joking, this is all your fault."

"Sister Mu, when will there be new stories? I've already read this book three times."

Liu Shumin can even memorize a few sentences.

Mu Jiaojiao really thought about it, "Okay, I'll think about it when I get back."

"Miss Mu, thank you very much." Liu Xingchen said this sincerely.

Otherwise, Kunpeng Bookshop would really be doomed.

Mu Jiaojiao waved her hands, this was nothing serious.

In the Hong Book Store, the shopkeeper looked a little unhappy. There was no one in the book store today. When he asked about it, he found out that the Kunpeng Book Store had acted like a monster again. He had made some kind of storyteller and something called a theme song. The customers all signed over, and he called the boy in the bookstore, "Go and check, what on earth is Kunpeng Bookshop doing?"

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Zhouzheng is a holiday.

Finally had to go home.

At home, Wang Cuifang was holding the table and pouring water when she heard the door open, "Is it Zheng'er?"

"mother."

Zhou Zheng frowned when he entered the room.

In the small room, there was only a plate of pickles and a few cornmeal pancakes on the table.

Without even a mouthful of hot soup, Wang Cuifang looked a little embarrassed, "Zheng'er, mother didn't know you were coming back today, so she was going to cook for you right now."

With that said, he was going to the kitchen.

"No need, I'm going to my uncle's house." After saying that, Zhou Zheng left again.

Wang Cuifang looked guilty. It was all her fault. Otherwise, Zheng'er wouldn't have had such a difficult time in the past few years.

Zhou Zheng was still thinking about how to apologize when he went to his uncle's house this time.

Walking into the yard of Zhou Qingshan's house, he saw Liu and Li Mengmeng sitting under the eaves picking vegetables, talking and laughing.

Zhou Zheng felt a little uncomfortable, so he walked in and said, "Auntie, Mengmeng."

As soon as Mrs. Liu looked at Zhou Zheng, the smile on her face faded, "What are you doing here? Aren't you already done with my family?"

Li Mengmeng carried the dishes into the kitchen. She didn't want to care about these things.

She is now a real couple with Zhou Feng, and Zhou Feng is now working in the town and living a good life. When she recalls that she actually liked Zhou Zheng, she feels bad in her heart.

She didn't want to have anything to do with that stingy man at all.