Chapter 187 Girls Help Girls!

Gong Yan is a dumb single mother.

Before he turned 18, he was taken away by his biological parents with drums and gongs after receiving a gift money of 10,000 yuan.

She conceived and gave birth to a daughter in October, and Gong Yan's miserable life began.

Her in-laws thought she was a hen that didn't lay eggs.

Apart from being on the ground, men are either at the poker table or at the wine table.

When he came back drunk, he would go crazy with her.

As her daughter grew up day by day, Gong Yan didn't want to bear it anymore.

He didn't even bring a change of clothes, only the 200 yuan he saved, and fled to the provincial capital overnight with his daughter on his back.

Gong Yan saved 5,000 yuan in a year by picking up bottles, rubbish and sleeping in bridge holes.

Then, Hua Sanqian sent her daughter of the right age to kindergarten.

During the day, when her daughter goes to school, she goes to work in a restaurant.

In the evening, I took my daughter to paint and do handwork.

I don't know how many times the days are more comfortable and happy than before.

But Gong Yan felt that she couldn't wash dishes for a lifetime.

The handicrafts of the kindergarten, every time she and her daughter immerse themselves in the works all night, will be displayed on the kindergarten display cabinet.

When she came back from school, the little girl blushed with excitement,

Twittering and telling her that the teacher praised them for their dexterity, and the children also liked that little bear puppet or something.

The number of times is too high, Gong Yan thinks, will there be parents who are busy with work and have no time to accompany their children to do handicrafts?

So step by step until today, Gong Yan has the Pinxixi shop called "Yanyan will be happy".

It's all gadgets.

Ragdoll.

Knitting knick-knacks.

There are also rubber band hairpins from the wholesale market, blingbling princess jewelry and so on.

The order is not much, but after a month, it is enough for her and her daughter to maintain basic food and clothing.

Gong Yan thought it over.

After saving enough 20,000 yuan, she will give her daughter her favorite roller skating.

It was business as usual the night before.

But when she sent her daughter to kindergarten the next day and returned home to check the order, Gong Yan found something was wrong.

There are more than 2,000 orders in the background.

They all bought the same thing: a diamond necklace set with a purchase price of 1.9.

The previous ones are pretty normal.

For the more than 1,000 orders in the back, the buyer also left a message: no delivery is required, I wish you happiness, thank you!

When I was doing manual work in the past, I was worried that the delivery would be slow and the buyer would give bad reviews. She wrote in the product details that she was dumb and had a low level of education. She was the only one who took care of the small shop, and the delivery might be slow. Please be considerate. .

Because of this, fearing that someone would sympathize with her and make more shots, Gong Yan also set a limit of two items per person.

At this moment, there are more than 2,000 orders, each of which is 2 pieces.

There is also a "no shipping required" message.

No matter how stupid Gong Yan was, she knew what happened.

Every buyer clicked and replied "Thank you".

Most of them didn't reply, but some replied with heartwarming blessings, and some said "Sister Xin Wan will have eternal life".

Gong Yan searched for Miss Wan and saw the fairy-like girl.

And around her neck, a diamond necklace with a wholesale price of 1.9.

Almost instantly, Gong Yan knew who she was.

Opening the backend of the order, Gong Yan found the buyer named Xiao Wan a week ago.

Xiao Wan bought two necklaces.

Then, I bought two copies of everything that was on the shelves in her small shop.

If it weren't for the quota, Gong Yan suspected that Xiaowan might have bought out all the inventory in her store that day, right?

In front of Gong Yan, the faces of many girls appeared.

At the long-distance bus station in the county seat, the elder sister who cursed and urged her to get on the bus, but confiscated her fare.

In the restaurant in the provincial capital, the proprietress who gave her a pot of hot water when washing the dishes and an extra tea egg when eating.

Also, those young and beautiful female teachers in the kindergarten.

Gong Yan recalled a time when she took her daughter to KFC and was ridiculed by a rich woman because she didn't dress well. The other girl scolded her back, wiped her daughter's hands with a tissue, and offered them a cone.

She murmured "girlshelpgirls!" to the girls next to her.

Gong Yan didn't know what that meant.

But my daughter went to primary school, listened to her recite vocabulary every day, and knew that girl is a girl, and help is help.

Gong Yan felt that she seemed to know what it meant.

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