If you don¡¯t have enough money, here, at the small stall downstairs, braised pork rice costs 10 yuan a piece, and sauerkraut and chili are added for free. "
"Thank you." Zhao Miaomiao glanced at the fare, then rummaged through the bag, but there was no change.
So she twisted out a piece of one hundred yuan and handed it to him.
The driver opened his wallet and asked for change.
Zhao Miaomiao got out of the car and waved to the driver.
The driver nodded and walked away gracefully.
Zhao Miaomiao feels that the body of the original owner is now severely malnourished, and the past memories in his mind are all dark pictures.
The reason why the original owner persisted was his son.
But his own son has become the son of the enemy Bai Jie.
No wonder the original owner collapsed.
She first went to a small stall and ordered a stewed pork rice for ten yuan. After eating half full, she walked into the mall slowly.
She looks like a village woman who just came to the city from the countryside. To put it harshly, she looks more like a beggar.
Because she is too thin, as if she hasn't had enough to eat in ten years.
Zhao Miaomiao strolled slowly, and walked into a bright clothing store. The clerk inside gave her a surprised look, and said very professionally, "Welcome, what can I do for you."
"Buying clothes." Zhao Miaomiao lowered her voice and said three words briefly.
?Because her current voice is really terrible, the original owner's throat was injured, and she has not received good treatment, so she became what she is now.
"Okay, may I help you choose?" the shopping guide girl said enthusiastically.
Looking at her figure, the girl felt a little headache, because this woman is really too thin, even if it is the smallest size, it would look baggy and unattractive if she put it on.
The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then picked out some clothes of size xs and showed them to Zhao Miaomiao, "Sister, what do you think of these outfits?"
Her eyes were very pure. When she looked at Zhao Miaomiao, she was not embarrassed or contemptuous, but occasionally, when she glanced at the scars on the other party's face, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.
"Can."
"Then sister, go to the fitting room and try it out."
The shopping guide girl took Zhao Miaomiao to an empty fitting room, and hung the selected clothes on the hooks on the wall for her.
"Sister, you can call me if you need any help. My name is Xiaohui." Xiaohui smiled sweetly.
"Okay." Zhao Miaomiao closed the door and reached out to look at the hang tags of those clothes.
Not expensive, within her economic range.
She tried on the clothes inside, and these were xs clothes, which were a little loose for her to wear, but at least they were not like her original ones, which looked like they were wrapped in a sack.
Zhao Miaomiao stared at the face in the mirror for a long time, this face was not the same as her original one.
The slightly raised fox eyes should have been somewhat charming, but now they are full of a dull sense of world-weariness, with a sense of unapproachable indifference.
Zhao Miaomiao moved closer, stroked the scar on her face, and slowly closed her long eyelashes, revealing some fine starlight.
Xiaohui helped her choose four sets of clothes, and she only liked two sets. Zhao Miaomiao directly wore one of them and went out to the girl, "I want to wear this set and this set on me."
"Okay." Xiaohui saw her shoes when she nodded, and recommended with a smile on her head, "Sister, do you want to buy another pair of shoes?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com