Bai Fumei in the ’70s Chapter 146
Translated by Serena Love
LF: editor~
Chapter 146: Bonus Chapter - Past Life (5)
Jiang Jianjun was very thankful for Zhao Lanxiang's change. After he got off work, he stayed in the kitchen to wash vegetables and cook. When the meal was ready, he urged Zhao Lanxiang to go home and eat.
His comrades said privately that the hard ice that had never melted on his face had melted, which was a rare event.
When Jiang Jianjun heard it, he only had a bitter smile. Without going through those bad days, he would not know how precious the "normal" Zhao Lanxiang is. The first thing he did when he came home from work was to find Zhao Lanxiang. He was afraid that when he did not pay attention to her, she would think about death.
The window sill was her favorite place. He didn't know why she stayed in that place. On the weekend, he told Zhao Lanxiang that he would go out for entertainment. But in fact, he closed the door gently, then hid in the hallway. He wanted to see what Zhao Lanxiang was doing when he was away.
But he saw that this woman was only sitting, standing, or lying on the window from the morning, from the rising sun to the setting sun. She did not move her position, even did not return her head. She did not know that the door at the house was not locked for the whole day.
As soon as she turned around, she could see him in the corridor.
But she never discovered his existence.
Finally, Jiang Jianjun pretended to return home and called her before she finally looked away. The eyes that looked back at him reflected the setting sun, with unspeakable loneliness and desolation.
Jiang Jianjun quickly contacted a master who installed the anti-theft net and sealed the windows of his house tightly so that he could relax.
After a long and severe winter, the children in the compound huddled up like flowers and butterflies, passing this joy and excitement to Zhao Lanxiang. The children called her downstairs to play together, and Zhao Lanxiang really went down.
She started to be cheerful and increased her appetite, and this precious little heat saved her entire life. Perhaps she placed her feelings for her child on this group of children.
When Jiang Jianjun called her home for dinner, he whispered in her ear and said, "Do you like children so much?"
"Let's have one later."
"I will protect it this time... let it be the happiest child."
He talked a lot and said a lot but didn't hear any response after a long time. He looked at Zhao Lanxiang.
She looked at him with eyes full of irony. Silently and indifferently, she moved away from his touch.
Jiang Jianjun's throat was blocked, and he said, "Forget it..."
"Even if you don't want to... You need to eat..."
Zhao Lanxiang lowered her head and continued to eat without saying a word. Over the past six months, their exchanges have been pitiful. Jiang Jianjun did not know how crazy he is. One day he could have such patience and perseverance to please a woman, almost beg her humbly.
Jiang Jianjun thought he did something wrong and was trying to remedy it. She fell into this situation today, most of it was because of him.
But he never thought that he might fall in love with her one day.
What is love? As long as he thought about this word, there is no shadow about it in his mind. His family had been separated from each other when they were young, but it might be the feeling that they can't get enough when they were growing up. He was only accompanied by his younger sister, an old cat, and a cold nanny at home. He has long been expecting the cold feelings between husband and wife, just like his parents.
He had good ideas about family once, during his first love. But that relationship broke down. He finally followed the advice of his parents and chose a suitable wife for military marriage. He had to work hard and get together in the same way as his parents. He thought this was the norm, which military wife did not survive like this? The time he spent alone was always longer than the time he spent as a couple.
Although he did not have a love for her in the past sixteen years, he had a family relationship.
She became like this, really not what he wanted. But she became like this, and he was to blame.
Jiang Jianjun waited for her to answer, but she hadn't spoken for a long time or looked up at him again. He said sadly, "Eat more. You love fish."
"I deliberately learned to make fish with the chef in the cafeteria. So you can eat more in the future."
Zhao Lanxiang quickly grabbed two bites of rice and quickly returned to the room.
She is now back to normal, but she is not willing to sleep with him. Instead, she went to the study room next door and sleeps by herself. Jiang Jianjun also did not force her. Their double bed was very large, but she only shrunk in a very small corner, curled up holding her head, and could not sleep well. When he let her sleep alone, she could unwind.
She said, "I have been sleeping alone for many years. Not used of having someone else."
Jiang Jianjun feels that she is like a walking hedgehog and is specially designed to hurt his heart and make him uncomfortable.
Every sentence can evoke his guilt. No woman could be as powerful as her.
"I didn't say I wouldn't let you sleep alone. I will clean it up for you."
But Zhao Lanxiang quickly pulled out a few planks, which was a canopy bed they bought when they got married. At first, Jiang Jianjun slept with her in a separate room. Later, they stayed in the same room and did not need this bed anymore. The bed was not thrown away but was disassembled into wooden boards and stored in lockers. In this way, Zhao Lanxiang used the dismantled wooden planks to set up a bed. She cleaned the planks, put on the blankets, and put the quilt on the top.
When she was carrying a bed board larger than her by herself, her expression was calm, her strength was great, and her movements were very fast. As if every day when her man was not at home, she was such a person who spent her time being busy and strong.
Jiang Jianjun looked at her with such a powerful and hard look, his throat rolled, and his chest was a little uncomfortable.
Some things are like a switch, everything was safe when you did not turn it on, and after it was switched, it seems like a flood, exposing all the dirty things.
Jiang Jianjun has never dared to look back in the past these days. As long as he thinks about it in his mind, his whole person was uncomfortable.
"Good night."
He stared at the night lights outside the window and then looked at her, quietly sleeping. It was the first time he tasted the dull stomach, and he could not speak at a loss.
Why did it become like this?
...
Jiang Jianjun was actively looking for a treatment for Zhao Lanxiang. He once took her to a psychiatrist, and she did have severe depression. After the spring came, the children in the compound went to school one after another, taking away the excitement and taking away her joy.
In the end, only the older chubby boy was left behind because of family registration reasons. He stayed in the compound and failed to go to school.
Jiang Jianjun can almost imagine what her life will look like when the fat boy is gone.
He began to look for things that could divert her attention, but the idea of giving her another child was frantically taking root in his heart.
They are not too young. If the child can be kept, they would also be considered to be "old age" parents. If you don't get children in the next few years, there might be no chance in the future.
But Jiang Jianjun took her to have a physical examination, and after seeing the results of the examination, his brain exploded, and he was stunned.
The attending gynecologist doctor said carefully, "Comrade Zhao's physical condition was not very good, and in the last miscarriage the child's was already too big, which hurt her body. She is not too young now and could be classified as an older woman... The risk of giving birth is too great."
"It is recommended not to have children."
Jiang Jianjun took several files and took a deep breath by the window. His eyes blurred when he looked into the distance.
He somewhat understands why Zhao Lanxiang always looks into the distance because when facing this scene, people can cry without scruples. No one will laugh at your vulnerability, and no one will find out. With tears in his eyes, he saw the night lights were like a pair of affectionate eyes.
A man did not cry and will only flick their tears. He was not allowed to be sad. He lost his child forever and robbed her of her motherhood.
Jiang Jianjun tore the case file silently and asked the doctor to rewrite it. With this "forged" case, he calmly went to Zhao Lanxiang with a faint smile.
"The doctor said your body is recovering well."
"In the future, you need to have a balanced diet. Eat more meat and more protein-rich foods, and you will soon recover."
There were a lot of people on the street. The city center was crowded with people. There are lanterns and even fireworks. Jiang Jianjun did not realize it when he went out, but he felt the festive atmosphere when he took the car and went home. It turned out to be Mid-Autumn Festival...
He bought a bouquet of roses at the roadside flower shop and handed it to Zhao Lanxiang's arms.
"I give it to you. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. How about we go back to my parents for a meal?"
He paused for a moment, saw Zhao Lanxiang shaking her head, and smiled bitterly, "Well, then let's eat at home."
He called home to inform his parents that he will not go home for the holidays and went to the food market to buy a lot of vegetables, preparing to make a sumptuous dinner.
After a year of practice, he has been able to make a few decent dishes. Although the taste is not half as good as the one she made, it always creates a festive atmosphere. It took him an hour and a half to make fish-flavored eggplant, beef stew with radish, braised carp, sweet and sour pork ribs, sour bamboo soup, fried water spinach. A few dishes were served, and the taste were so-so, but they were hot and very homey.
When Jiang Jianjun set up the tableware, he remembered that there was still something missing.
"Lanxiang, you eat first. The unit distributed moon cakes. I forgot to take them back. I will go back as soon as possible."
Zhao Lanxiang responded to him, which was rare, and nodded.
Jiang Jianjun quickly ran to get his moon cakes. Holding a box of moon cakes in one hand, it was heavy. He seemed to smell the sweet and delicious taste of moon cakes inside through the moon cake packaging.
He quickly returned to the family compound and walked to their house.
The door was open, and the strong smell of the rice spilled out. But he clearly remembered that the door of the house was closed when he went out.
Jiang Jianjun, who just came back from his unit, frowned.
"Lanxiang, I'm back..."
After being calm for a long time, he heard the quarrel in the room. It was his mother's voice.
"Why do you deceive us? If we didn't find out today, do you want to hide it for a lifetime?"
Mother Jiang's calm voice revealed a sublime reprimand as if she was the headteacher facing bad students. Although she didn't curse, the scorn in her voice could not be concealed.
Jiang Jianjun took the key and opened the study room's door, and his heart was falling. He saw her whitish face, and at that moment, he dared not look at Zhao Lanxiang's eyes.
He shouted to his mother, "Don't talk anymore!"
He pulled Zhao Lanxiang beside him, covering her ears.
The unbearable words continued—without any dirty words but as sharp as a knife, which can cut the blood of a person.
"You just came back! Did you know that your wife concealed her medical history? She was unable to have children in her life, but now she can't have children anymore!"
"Your age is not young. Which man about the same age as you, who has not has kids in elementary school? You don't even have a child. She knows that she can't have children and still hide them from you.
"I can accept a daughter-in-law with hidden illnesses, but I can never forgive her for deliberate concealment!"
Mother Jiang said a lot in her heart, and in the end, she was indignant. She sentenced her heart, "Even if you don't want children, do you know how many years we have been expecting our grandson?"
Zhao Lanxiang suddenly pushed Jiang Jianjun a bit, broke free from his arm, and ran quickly to pick up her luggage. She arranged clothes into her bag indiscriminately. Before Jiang Jianjun could stop her, she had already run out the door without even changing the slippers on her feet.
Jiang Jianjun can actually catch up with her, but he could not bear the expression on her face. He followed her all the way to his father-in-law's house.
He said, "Don't be sad."
"You have a few days of rest at father-in-law's house, and I will pick you up after a while."
Zhao Lanxiang shook off his hand, but Jiang Jianjun still took her hand and did not let go.
She said quietly, "Let's divorce."
Jiang Jianjun touched the top of her head, "Don't say such things."
"We can live together for a lifetime. This is their idea, and it does not represent me."
...
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, He Songbai, who returned to G City, also went to the army to sway around. He watched Jiang Jianjun drive her to the hospital from downstairs, watching them happily buy vegetables and return home for the festival.
A cigarette fell on the man's side. He stood and waited for two hours before finally going home to eat. However, at this time, he saw Zhao Lanxiang running out with her luggage alone.
He Songbai's clear face flashed through a thick haze, and his heart was filled with anger.
Right now, Jiang Jianjun was pulling her forcibly, and He Songbai's eyes were dull, and he quickly called, "Well, it's me, that's right. Come to No. 120 West Street, **** Road. Ten people."
When Jiang Jianjun was trying to stabilize Zhao Lanxiang's emotions, he was entangled by a group of savage gangsters. The violent storm-like punch fell on his body,
Although Jiang Jianjun could be a good fighter, the other party ran away after he was beaten. He suffered a lot of frustration and suffered several punches. His handsome face slightly colored. Jiang Jianjun went to the in-law's house without a wound and sent Zhao Lanxiang upstairs before driving back.
Not far away, He Songbai's phone rang again. There was a whine of whimpers in the brick-sized communication tool.
His calm voice with a touch of joy that could not be concealed, "Well, don't howl, you will have your money."
He Songbai was actively collecting the Jiang family's criminal evidence. On the other hand, he was also investigating the cause of Zhao Lanxiang's miscarriage.
He had to make everything clear before he could feel at ease.
Soon he found some clues. On the day of Zhao Lanxiang's miscarriage, a woman named Fang Jing visited her house. Shortly after she left, Zhao Lanxiang called for help.
She originally wanted to call Feng Lian, but no one was at home on the Zhao family that day. The family phone rang a few times and then stopped.
He Songbai opened a factory to do business and trade. In a short period of time, "Xiangbai" has risen rapidly. The business was big, and it was provoking some right and wrong. He took a portion of the profit to hire the veteran special forces and the masters who worked hard to protect the company.
He directly asked someone to tie Fang Jing over. She was blindfolded, and they shut her down day and night, and the woman confessed everything.
He stepped on the woman's hand and crushed it hard. A photo was taken from the hidden secret of her wallet.
He Songbai's dark eyebrows seemed like a sudden flash of fire, with a smile on his face, and he said gently, "Wouldn't be better if you take out the photo earlier?"
He unfolded the folded photo and watched it with satisfaction.
*
In the army's family compound:
Jiang Jianjun came home and changed his casual clothes, which were stabbed twice with a knife, leaving scratches on his arm.
He applied medicine to his wound and saw the carefully prepared meals on the table untouched. The moon cakes thrown away on the table were also untouched, and the happy festival was messed up.
He ate cold dishes and soaked the rice with cold soup. The liveliness on the street and the coldness in the house formed a strong and sharp contrast, making Jiang Jianjun inevitably think about her. He thought about the countless festivals she should have experienced in this room, but in the end, it was cold and deserted.
Jiang Jianjun wiped his face and silently finished a table of food alone.
...
In November, it enters the early winter.
After hot autumn, the people on the street finally changed their thin clothes and put on their coats.
Zhao Lanxiang lived with her family for more than a month. Neither Feng Lian nor Zhao Yongqing asked her when she would go home or if she would stay.
Little Huzi is twenty years old and is studying at the police academy. He is tall and handsome. His skin is pure and clear, but his academic performance is one of the best. His skill is also not bad. He stopped his parents' doubts and patted his chest to tell his sister.
"Sister, live with me in the future."
"When I graduate next year, my salary is enough to support you!"
The age difference between Huzi and his sister is very big. When he was young, his sister brought him up with her own hand. He also followed his sister for many years. Little Huzi looked forward to his nephew for many years and knew that her sister loved the child in her stomach. This time people said she lost the child because her foot slipped, little Huzi didn't believe it.
When he was at home, he cooked for his sister and cooked her soup. He knew that she loved sour food and made a lot of sour food for her.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at this younger brother, who was growing taller and gradually taking responsibility on his shoulders, with a lot of emotion.
She held Little Huzi's hand and said, "How can I live with you all my life?"
"Little Huzi will also get married in the future. After a while, your sister will find a job, and I don't want you to feed me. Your little salary is not enough for your parents to stop their teeth."
Little Huzi's handsome face has a touch of redness, and he touched the back of the head.
"I will work hard, solve many cases, get a lot of bonuses, and let you know that a police's dead salary can also feed you!"
He likes to chat with Zhao Lanxiang. Zhao Lanxiang didn't know that she had revealed a lot of things to her brother, the "Detective", when she was chatting. Little Huzi integrated these clues together and already out of anger.
Zhao Lanxiang told her younger brother that she slipped on oil leaking from the kitchen, but Little Huzi, who knew his sister's nature, knew that she would never let her beloved kitchen get a touch of smoke. How could the floor at that time have a pool of oil?
A month and a half later, when Jiang Jianjun came to Zhao Lanxiang again, Little Huzi said to his sister, "Don't go out. I will talk to my brother-in-law."
Little Huzi led Jiang Jianjun to a remote boulevard not far from home. He had already greeted him with a punch before he started to say a few words.
Both of them are professionally trained. Little Huzi is in the best period of his life, and all the indicators of his body are at their peak. Jiang Jianjun is also a well-trained soldier. After all, he is experienced and still in his prime. He could win against Huzi with one hand, but he looked at his angry brother-in-law gradually stopped fighting back and soon losing in the fight.
Little Huzi said, "You dare to fight back. I hit shameless people like you!"
"You told me clearly in person, how many years have you been entangled with that Fang Jing? Do you know that she caused my sister to have a miscarriage?"
Little Huzi played with him until he was exhausted. The whole body pressed him to the ground and patted his face with his palm. The young and handsome face revealed a fierce feeling.
"My sister is a very kind person and has never hurt anyone in this life. Gentle, beautiful and cultural..."
"If she did not marry you, she will be very happy."
He took a deep breath and said to Jiang Jianjun, "You have caused her two children to disappear. You still have a face to come to my Zhao family?"
Little Huzi loosened his collar. He stood up, patted the dust on his body, and left with a cold face.
As he walked, he saw Zhao Lanxiang. It was pouring down, and she was under an umbrella. She took another umbrella out of her arms.
"Hold it, don't get wet."
G City is such a warm and rainy place. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, it is always a rainy season throughout the year.
Zhao Lanxiang came to Jiang Jianjun and asked him, "What are you doing today?"
"Have you decided to divorce?"
Jiang Jianjun lay on the wet lawn. Rainwater hitting his face. He was wet, and next, a large blue umbrella appeared on his head, covering him from the wind and rain.
Jiang Jianjun wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up quickly.
He looked at her. She still had no meat on her body, still thin and weak. It might be that the news broke her heart.
He hugged Zhao Lanxiang hard, and his breathing was short and panic. "Will you come home with me, Lanxiang?"
"I don't want to divorce. I can't live without you."
After a month and a half, Jiang Jianjun became much more haggard. His eyes were covered with tired, bloodshot eyes, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his cheeks were covered with beards. There was no meticulous bravery of the past, and he looked a little more scrambled and unruly. He was still handsome, and his pressing eyes humbly beg her. The eyes that are so dark, like the deep sea, can make people feel downright instantly.
Zhao Lanxiang said calmly, "If I ask you to send Fang Jing to jail, to give my child justice, can you do it?"
She gave Jiang Jianjun the umbrella in her hand and opened another one herself, but Jiang Jianjun threw the umbrella in her hand.
There was stubbornness and madness on his face, and he held her waist tightly.
Jiang Jianjun said, "There have been a lot of things in the house recently. I have to deal with this messy housework before I can come to you."
"You are my wife, and it would never change in this life."
When there is only one person left in a big house, it will be lonely and quiet. Especially after the excitement at work has subsided. When he returned to the cold house, this strong sense of loneliness will become stronger.
Jiang Jianjun looked at the silent house, and everything he saw would unwittingly appear as the hostess of this family.
She seemed to leave her thin shadow everywhere.
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After Jiang Jianjun transferred his position, he commuted to get off work on time every day. The first thing he does when he get home was to find Zhao Lanxiang. Then he washed vegetables and cooking, calling her back to dinner. Even if Zhao Lanxiang didn't speak, only staying quietly and eating in the house can make this house alive.
When Jiang Jianjun cooks occasionally, he thought about how she has learned to cook from clumsy to skilled in the past ten years. When sorting out the house, he found that she was actually a person who loves life very much. The house is full of her breath, and all the delicate small objects carry her style. She was really the light in this room.
But Zhao Lanxiang left. She requested a divorce and left without a trace.
The little cat in the family just wanted to please him. The newly-received little kitten was still rubbing at his feet, whining and asking him to get his wife back, but she never heard it. As if he had worked hard for seventeen years, but only one lonely person remained.
Jiang Jianjun exhausted his patience, broke his bottom line, and took the initiative to come to his in-law's family and ask his wife for peace. His voice was very hoarse and rarely included pleading and grievance.
"Come home with me."
Zhao Lanxiang continued to give him the umbrella in his hand, calmly repeating the sentence just now, "Only if you can send Fang Jing to the prison."
"If you can't do it, I will do it myself."
She ran back home in the heavy rain.
...
The days after Zhao Lanxiang returned home were actually not good. In the month since she returned to her mother's house, her mother-in-law had visited her twice, and Fang Jing had visited her once.
The mother-in-law said, "I shouldn't have forced him and beat the mandarin ducks in the first place and asked him hurriedly get the certificate to get married."
"I said something to you a while ago. Mom is sorry. But... please be considerate, we really want to hug my grandson. Your dad and I are already old. We won't be able to walk in a few years, and we will close our eyes. I had been looking forward to seeing his children before. Which of your uncle Jiang's family hadn't embraced his grandchildren long ago, but when he built up his career in the army, there was no shadow of his children. Mother was cruel, and I could be this evil... If you want to complain, you will blame me."
Fang Jing said, "I'm sorry, I really like Jianjun."
Of course, these two women were all blasted out by Little Huzi, who was at home. He took a stick and hit Fang Jing. "It is illegal to destroy military marriages, don't you know?"
Zhao Yongqing also couldn't help but have a black face. He smiled smirkily and said to Madam Jiang, "Go and get the divorce application. If it is approved, my girl promised to sign it."
"Niu Niu respects you as an elder and did not say anything serious. I will just say that one cannot rely on selling the old. It is embarrassing! Walk slowly, we won't send you!"
After the father and son of Zhao's family took the people away, the family was silent.
Feng Lian covered her mouth with tears and said, "I knew it, I knew it would happen..."
"It's me who concealed your condition. I want to give you a period of pure ears to rest. But these people can forget this way. As if you have never given birth for their family?"
"You have two children, but they didn't protect you well. They hurt you and make you sad. My poor girl."
She cried and hugged her daughter. She was almost sixty years old but full of tears.
Zhao Lanxiang originally thought that divorce was a relief for her, but at the moment, she felt a terrible pain in her heart. She was really guilty to her parents.
She touched Feng Lian's head, "Mom, don't be sad."
"I'm not sad anymore, really."
Zhao Lanxiang decided to go to her mother-in-law and simply talk to her about signing a divorce agreement. Her mother-in-law, afraid of her disagreement, promised her two properties worth 10,000 yuan in compensation. Zhao Lanxiang looked at the divorce agreement carefully and asked lightly, "Are you sure you really want me to sign?"
Madam Jiang nodded.
Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips calmly and quickly signed her name.
She gave her mother-in-law a deep look, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."
"Don't ever come to me again." At this point, it's a good idea to cut off the two ends.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't take the compensation from the Jiang family, but Madam Jiang was afraid that she would talk nonsense without compensation. Zhao Lanxiang said lightly, "If you have to give it, just convert them into money for me and donate it to the poor children in the mountains."
"Remember to send me the credentials after donating."
She left a divorce agreement, picked up her bag, and walked out of the Jiang family decisively.
Zhao Lanxiang greeted the thin sunlight of winter, stretched out her hand to greet the warm light. She squinted, raised her lips, and smiled faintly.
In the corners she didn't know, there was always a thin man who watched her every move silently.
He smiled heartily when he saw her, happy for her.
Because no matter what setbacks his Lanxiang encounters, she would always be warm.
Don't be discouraged, don't give up. He waited for her to fly like a phoenix, proud and beautiful.
...
Zhao Lanxiang started to plan to open his own clothing store. The clothing business in the 1990s has developed very well, and textile factories are blooming everywhere. However, the quality of the products flowing on the market is uneven. Workers can hardly meet the needs of women who love beauty in order to catch up on work and performance.
Zhao Lanxiang took out her saving and took part out of the shop.
She took a look at a shop at the intersection of Sancha Road. There were many new types of neighborhoods nearby. Both the passenger flow and the purchasing power of the crowd are very impressive. This shop is more difficult to get because the location is good. It is very popular, and the rent is definitely high.
But Zhao Lanxiang was wrong. When she went to find out the price, the shop owner Mr. Zeng said, "I'm going abroad."
"But I don't want to rent the store to the catering industry or other messy businessmen, and I hear you make clothes. I feel relieved. If you are willing to rent for five years at a stretch, you can rent it for 300 yuan a month."
Zhao Lanxiang was shocked when she heard the price.
Such a prosperous shop near the downtown area and a prominent location can be rented for only three hundred yuan, which is nothing short of unexpected for Zhao Lanxiang. Although cheap, Zhao Lanxiang did not dare to take it.
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She asked Little Huzi to help her inquire about the situation of Mr. Zeng. Little Huzi said, "I asked my colleague that this person did go through immigration procedures a few months ago. He is going to go abroad next month. It is estimated that it is urgent rent, and- "
A pair of peach-eyed eyes of Little Huzi sparkled, "Maybe someone heard that you have a younger brother who is a policeman. He was so relieved, so he rents it to you cheaply?"
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but punch him up.
"Okay, I know Little Huzi is very powerful. When the policeman's Little Huzi brings me a younger sister-in-law to come back, that's really powerful."
When he heard this, Little Huzi immediately changed the topic. He said jokingly, "When you want to clean the shop, remember to call me. I will bring a group of brothers to be your coolies."
Zhao Lanxiang responded with a smile.
Zhao Lanxiang was the first group of college students who resumed the college entrance examination that year. Because she had considered her husband's assignment for years, Zhao Lanxiang was afraid of being too busy and applied for the nearest university. After four years of study, her basic knowledge is solid.
Although she refused the national allocated job after graduation and she chose to be a full-time housewife, Zhao Lanxiang didn't usually relax. Every month, he designed clothes for the factory on time and tried to save her own small vault. Thanks to this wise decision that year, Zhao Lanxiang did not live too bleak after the divorce and still has the ability to feed herself.
She stayed home for a month and hurried to produce more than 20 sets of spring-style women's clothing. She turned the old yellow calendar to calculate the auspicious date, and the little "Lanxiang" shop belonging to her soon opened.
On the first day of opening, her shop welcomed many people she knew well.
Zhao Lanxiang's young sister-in-law, Jiang Li, also came. She walked arrogantly into the "Lanxiang" ready-to-wear store. She picked clothes like a tortoise and counted the faults in the spring skirts. But in the end, she picked the two most expensive sets and bought them.
Jiang Li said to her, "Why not? It is good to have a good and comfortable life, but you have to show your head and do this kind of waiter work."
Zhao Lanxiang said lightly, "Everyone has their own living methods and experiences."
Jiang Li's eyes showed prideful disapproval, but she said nothing and left after buying the clothes.
Zhao Lanxiang's second guest is very generous. She is a very friendly woman with fair skin, quiet and soft. She couldn't speak, but she was standing next to someone who translated for her.
The female guest couldn't help but look at this newly opened shop. Although the shop is small, the decoration and clothes are very attentive, which makes people feel good and comfortable. Everywhere reveals a fresh and elegant meaning. The decorative flower pots and blue vases are refreshing.
The extremely light floral fragrance makes people happy.
The female guests tried clothes one by one, and Zhao Lanxiang introduced her to suitable clothes. In the end, the customer bought Zhao Lanxiang's ten sets of clothes in one breath. But everything she bought was clothes that suit her. She packed them all without blinking her eyes and did not bargain when the payment was made. Zhao Lanxiang took the initiative to give a 30% discount for her.
The female guest was gesturing with a smile, and the interpreter passed it on in an orderly way, "Our lady praises you. It is hard to find a shop owner who can dress her like you. The clothes here are very beautiful."
"It looks very elegant."
She asked Zhao Lanxiang, "Could you make a party dress?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded, "I have designed evening dress for a factory before."
The female guest breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, and the interpreter said again, "Our lady said she was worried about what she was going to wear to go to a reception. You can give her a favor."
She proactively gave Zhao Lanxiang her business card with her home phone number written on it.
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the name on the business card, "Okay, Comrade He, please wait a moment. I will measure your size."
He Songye pursed her lips quietly and smiled. The interpreter said again, "Our lady said that you should not call her Comrade He. It sounds weird."
"Call her Sister He. She said she is used to this name..."
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