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Chapter 13 There are so many people, heroes and heroines save beauties

The shrill whistle sounded throughout the camp.

Ji Jiuru got up and washed up, opened her eyes a little, and habitually walked out of the room and thought about the yard. When she walked to the living room, she remembered that she was in the army, and turned to go to the bathroom.

The person is awake, but not fully awake.

After washing her face with cold water and brushing her teeth, Ji Jiuru felt much more awake. She took her lunch box and followed the crowd to the cafeteria for breakfast. Her second sister must have gone to the cafeteria before the whistle blew.

Ji Mingan ran to the city after dinner and came back with the shopping cart in the evening. Ji Jiuru didn't know what she was busy with.

There is not much difference between the army and the village. It took Ji Jiuru two days to get used to the rhythm here.

She spent two days wandering around the army to learn about the situation and got tired of it.

Sister Zhao saw that she was bored at home, so she asked her to go shopping in the department store today. It was almost the Chinese New Year, and her family was buying new year's goods.

Ji Jiuru brought the New Year goods bought by her fifth uncle with her troops. There was no shortage, but she wanted to join in the fun.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao said, "Sister Jiuru, are you okay?"

Zhao Yefang called her outside the room.

The two of them got on the truck that the army took to the city together. This was a convenient route for family members to drive to the city. There are three buses every day in the morning, noon and evening. If you miss it, you have to take the bus and get off at the entrance of the nearby village, and then walk for an hour to the entrance of the army.

The two of them walked to the department store with their familiar military wives, mainly people Zhao Yefang knew. There were many people in the family courtyard, and Ji Jiuru only remembered the face, not the name.

Stepping at the door of the department store, Ji Jiuru's mood was as complicated as if she had knocked over a condiment bottle.

The last time she came here was when she was admitted to high school this year. At that time, her mother had not yet disappeared and she took her to Shanghai to play alone.

"Jiuru, it's getting late. I'll queue up first. You can see what you want to buy. We'll meet here then." Zhao Yefang pulled her out of her memories and made an appointment at a location.

Zhao Yefang turned into a nimble little fish and dived into the school of fish weighing sugar. Ji Jiuru couldn't even see the salesperson at the counter outside, and other counters were also surrounded by people.

Sugar is a must-buy item during the Chinese New Year. Without sugar, what would it be called Chinese New Year? Adults have been waiting for sugar to sweeten their mouths for a whole year, and children have been looking forward to it since the Spring Festival last year.

Ji Jiuru was very strong and could squeeze in.

But she didn't go because there were too many people.

[There are so many people] There are food sellers on the first floor, and there are so many people there. She suspects that people from all over the city are here.

It is indeed a department store in Shanghai. The first floor where food is sold is wider than the Shanghai River. Ji Jiuru walked up the stairs to the second floor. There are many people selling fabrics on this floor.

But there is only half of the first floor, and there are two floors above, selling electrical appliances, industrial rolls, and imported foreign goods.

After broadcasting live for half a month, she now has more than 200 points, which is quite a lot. Ji Jiuru did not exchange the points for money, but used the money she saved to buy New Year gifts for her sisters.

In fact, you can find a good job after graduating from junior high school, but Ji Jiuru still has to go to high school.

After visiting the upper floors, we waited for Zhao Yefang at the appointed place. It was only nine o'clock in the morning.

After Zhao Yefang bought the candies, he came out and asked her to go shopping again. He said that he had other things to see and would go back together at noon.

Ji Jiuru had no choice but to go shopping near the department store. She walked casually with her long legs and came to the residential area behind the building. Passing by a small alley, there was beating and scolding coming from inside. Ji Jiuru couldn't help but look up when she heard it.

[The streets are full of surveillance cameras, how dare you beat people? 】

Clear sky, no clouds. 【The host is acting in the 1960s. How could there be surveillance at that time? Phones were luxury goods】

Beating someone in broad daylight? Okay, okay, hit people, right?

It happened that she had been in the army for a few days, and her hands were itchy. Ji Jiuru moved her body, and it exploded like a grenade being projected-

Don’t even eat during the Chinese New Year, just eat from her fist!

flash.

After dislocating the arm of the leading gangster, Ji Jiuru scanned the audience and said, "Let's go together!" to avoid wasting her time.

Ji Jiuru is like a killer whale when hunting. As the top of the food chain, he can kill food in one bite at any time, play with the prey, and make the prey die in despair...

The wind blew from behind, and without turning her head, she twisted the little gangster's remaining arm and threw him forward.

The gangster was lying on the ground in a daze. The others were stagnant and did not dare to move. Seeing fear in the eyes of their accomplices, they rushed towards Ji Jiuru with all their strength.

Five minutes later, the panicked prey fell to the ground and became a "corpse" before they could see Ji Jiuru clearly.

Those who were still able to move dragged their unconscious companion away, "Just wait! Our boss is not easy to mess with!" It was so unlucky that they were hacked before they even opened, and they couldn't get out of bed for at least three days.

Ji Jiuru helped the shivering person in the corner up. She didn't know how to coax him, so she had to dig out the few candies Zhao Yefang gave her just now from her pocket.
  "Comrade, I've beaten those people away. They're fine." She picked an orange-flavored piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sweetness can heal all pain!
  The sweet taste spread from the mouth to the soul. The man was stunned, opened his eyelashes tremblingly, and looked up at Ji Jiuru.

Ji Jiuru: Fuck me! beautiful! people!
  The corners of the young man's mouth were bruised, which was the finishing touch on Nuwa's flawless skin.

Her pupils are earthquake-stricken, and she’s still the battle-damaged version! Ji Jiuru felt like she was going to faint. This... was too much for her.

He looked timidly at Ji Jiuru and said, "Thank you." The admiration in his eyes almost overflowed. "I don't know how to repay you." It is recommended that mandarin ducks play in the water (Ⅹ) and pledge themselves to each other (√)

The beauty brought home the evil dragon who was spying on the treasure house, poured a glass of water for Ji Jiuru and said, "Please sit down."

"Crack--" One leg of the small bench stopped working and rolled under the bed.

Ji Jiuru remained seated, motionless, as if she was still sitting on the chair.

She had no expression on her face and took out a few pieces of wood that were scattered under her buttocks to show the beauty: "Maybe it's because I haven't exercised recently and I've gained weight."

The beauty's face turned red. He forgot that it was a broken chair and planned to come back to fix it in the evening. He quickly apologized to Ji Jiuru, "If you don't mind, can you..." Sit on your lap?
  "Sit on my bed." The young man lowered his head in embarrassment.

His mother and father died young, and he has been living with his sister since he was a child. His sister is a saleswoman in a department store and has been very busy in recent days.

He originally wanted to go to the library to study in the morning, but he didn't expect that as soon as he went out, he ran into those gangsters who robbed him. When they found out that he had no money, they called him a poor man.

If Ji Jiuru hadn't come, he would have been beaten severely. The young man's home only had one bedroom, and his sister lived there, so it was okay for him to live alone in the living room.

Hiss... On the first day we met, you invited her to sleep in the same bed? Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to the beauty!

Ji Jiuru sat down.

I didn't take a closer look in the alley just now, but now that I'm sitting closer, I can take a closer look at the beauty.

If John Doe is the white magnolia and the rich young master is the red rose, then the young man in front of him is a white lotus...

(End of this chapter)