Chapter 110 I don't misunderstand you, I just don't like you

"Xiaoqin, do you have a misunderstanding about me? I'm here to treat you to a meal on behalf of Brother Weiguo."

Shen Qian spoke softly and with a very sincere attitude.

But in Zeng Xiaoqin's eyes, this look is sweet words with a sharp tongue.

During the filming work in the past few days, she has witnessed Shen Qian's hypocrisy.

In front of Aunt Qin, she praised the performance costumes she designed, saying they were dignified, elegant and revolutionary, but behind her back, she threw the clothes she had taken off on the ground, waiting for the other young art soldiers to pick them up.

Even during rehearsals!

In addition to a solo dance, Shen Qian also led other art soldiers in two group dances.

Apart from solo dancing, she rehearses once a day and usually tries to avoid group projects whenever possible, using the excuse that her foot injury has just healed and she can't overdo it.

Luo Weiguo took good care of her and agreed with everything she said.

It was Captain Zhao Chunlan from the army who couldn't stand it anymore, so he called one of his own arts soldiers to take over the position and work together.

The art soldier who replaced her in the rehearsal happened to be the girl who praised Zhu Yunying's clothes that day. Her name was Wenwen.

Because Wen Wen had asked Zeng Xiaoqin to take photos before, she became her liaison and they often went in and out together.

Girls, while eating and chatting, just say some things.

All I can say is that if a person hates green tea, he or she might still hold it in.

But when two people hate the same green tea, it is hard not to complain!

Zeng Xiaoqin listened to Wenwen's complaints every day, so when she saw Shen Qian, she naturally didn't look happy.

Not to mention, when Shen Qian opened her mouth, she said that Luo Weiguo wanted to invite Zhu Yunying to dinner, and it would be inconvenient for a man and a woman to go alone, so why don’t we go together?

So sarcastic!

Zeng Xiaoqin knew that her sister-in-law's mother had saved Luo Weiguo's elder sister. It was normal to treat her to a meal out of such a favor. What was the meaning of "a single man and a single woman"?

It was obviously Shen Qian who instigated discord!

If she refused, she would be accused of having a grudge against Shen Qian!

That's outrageous.

"Chen Qian, I don't misunderstand you, I just don't like your Shen family!" Zeng Xiaoqin put away the camera with dissatisfaction on her face.

Shen Qian frowned and said aggrievedly: "The Shen family has never done anything to you, right? Our family has even sent a lot of tonics to Grandma Feng!"

"Didn't you pay for those medicines? You sell the medicine and we buy it. What's the problem? If there's a problem, just find someone to investigate!"

Zeng Xiaoqin snorted, "Chen Qian, don't play innocent. My brother saved your life, and you turned around and repaid your kindness with hatred, insisting on marrying him. I feel disgusted. And your cousin actually dared to attack my brother. Who taught her the prescription? It couldn't be your Shen family!"

"Zeng Xiaoqin, you may not like me, but what gives you the right to slander the Shen family? Jiang Qiaoxin was momentarily bewildered and did something wrong, and now she's being punished. I did fall in love with Brother Shuo at first sight and wanted to marry him, but so what?"

Shen Qian angrily said, "How good can the Zhu family be? Aren't they relying on the fact that the Zhu family saved Grandma Feng to force a marriage? They're just trying to repay a favor!"

Zeng Xiaoqin was so angry that she gasped and wanted to slap him.

No matter what form of marriage my cousin and sister-in-law have, they are already married now, and it is a protected military marriage. How dare you throw dirty water on them!

Where does this woman get the courage from!

She is the one who desires a married man!

Zeng Xiaoqin is a professional person. She endured it again and again, but when she was really angry, she still wanted to slap someone.

His hand was halfway raised when it was blocked by the person behind him.

"Reporter Zeng, why are you so angry? We are all women, we can talk it over!"

The one who came to mediate was Aunt Qin.

Zeng Xiaoqin didn't want to bother with this person anymore.

She had already heard Zou Mei whisper in her ear that Aunt Qin had been caught red-handed designing a performance costume based on her sister-in-law's Bragi!

"I have nothing to say to people who don't know what's interesting. If Aunt Qin likes it, you can communicate more. After all, Comrade Shen's performance clothes were prepared by Aunt Qin!"

After saying that, Zeng Xiaoqin walked away.

Shen Qian looked at her back, her teeth itching with anger, but because Aunt Qin was in front of her, she could only endure it: "She misunderstood me. I'm just grateful to Captain Feng for saving my life, that's all."

Aunt Qin is so smart!

As soon as I saw the unwillingness in Shen Qian's eyes, I knew that this woman, like Doctor Jiang, wanted to become Captain Feng!

If this gets out, Captain Feng’s reputation will be ruined.

But then he thought, if his reputation couldn't be preserved, wouldn't Zhu Yunyao's reputation be...

Thinking of this, Aunt Qin's smile became even more pronounced.

"Comrade Shen, you're not familiar with Comrade Xiao Zhu. She's very good at winning people over." Aunt Qin moved closer and twirled her fingers. "After all, she's the daughter of a capitalist family. If she lets a little of her hand slip, won't those people chase her after her?"

"..." Shen Qian's eyes turned, staring at Aunt Qin, and said cautiously, "Don't say anything careless. I heard that their Zhu family is a red capitalist."

"If you donate something, it counts as red. But who knows whether more is donated or retained?"

Aunt Qin chuckled. "I just heard it from someone, so don't worry. I heard that Captain Feng never gave her a single penny! Yet she wears a different kind of blouse every day, and there's even a bicycle in the courtyard! Where did all that come from?"

Shen Qian was thoughtful. Could it be that Zhu Yunwei really had hidden some treasure?

…

On the other side, Zeng Xiaoqin returned to the courtyard in a huff.

On the way, I happened to meet Zou Mei who was looking for Zhu Yunying.

Zou Mei was also very angry, and her little face turned red.

Upon seeing Zhu Yunying, Zou Mei spoke up first, "Sister-in-law, Aunt Qin is going too far! She's been shouting every day that the costumes she designed have been recognized by the people of Jingshi! Are the people of Jingshi so great? Why is their word so valuable?"

"I was so angry that I told her to compensate for the clothes! But she was still rude to me!"

Zhu Yunying gave Zou Mei a sip of spiritual spring water, which calmed her temper.

But after a while, Zou Mei became angry again.

Zeng Xiaoqin also wanted to complain to Chen Qian, but when she saw this, she kept it in her heart and didn't say it, for fear that Zhu Yunying would not be angry and would make Zou Mei explode first.

It was a rare occasion for the three of them to get together, so they took Xiao Zhang's jeep and went to Song Xiaotian's tailor shop again.

"The rehearsal is almost over, and Xiaoqin will be busy next. Let's quickly measure the cheongsam!"

Zeng Xiaoqin was in a better mood.

Zou Mei was pregnant and it was not suitable for her to wear a cheongsam, but she still enjoyed giving advice.

Today Wang Huahua came to the tailor shop to help and took the two of them to measure their sizes.

Zhu Yunwei was able to chat with Song Xiaotian.

"Master Song, since you want to apply to be a garment factory employee, you should be familiar with this field, right? Look, when I got married, my family gave me some dowry, some cotton and silk... I thought I'd give it a try and see if I could exchange it for some money."

Be straightforward and test the waters.

Zhu Yunying was right, a gleam of light immediately flashed in Song Xiaotian's eyes.

"You have silk?! How much?"

Zhu Yunying: "I have some. Some villagers in my hometown also made them themselves. They're hard to sell locally, so I want to see how the market is here."

These days, anything of value has to be shared with the collective, and anything a private individual can take out can only be sold on the black market.

When Song Xiaotian saw Zhu Yunying pursing her lips and smiling shyly, he guessed that she had a lot of goods in her hands.

"I'm afraid there are quite a few. One basket has its own price, and one truck has its own price. This matter can be made clear."

Zhu Yunying took a deep breath, glanced at the people who were taking measurements, and whispered, "To be honest, I really wanted to rent a room in Sister Hua's guesthouse for a long time, just to store the dowry sent from my hometown."

Song Xiaotian rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, "If it's convenient, you can bring the silk with you next time you come to try on clothes. I'm not sure, so I need to find someone to take a look."

"Yes. But the source of this product..."

Song Xiaotian promised: "If the silk quality is up to standard, I will accept it directly and you don't have to worry about the rest."

"good!"

Talking to people who understand is open and honest.

Zhu Yunying had already negotiated the deal, and Zeng Xiaoqin had also taken measurements.

Zou Mei's eyes were still looking at the various fabrics. Zhu Yunying patted her shoulder and said, "I'll make one for you after you give birth."

"No need, sister-in-law, you have been very good to me!" Zou Mei waved her hands repeatedly, but Zhu Yunying insisted.

In this special era, it is very difficult to meet friends who share the same interests and the same hatred.

As Zou Mei followed Zhu Yunying away, she muttered, "Then I'll go urge Aunt Qin to make the clothes quickly!"

"Little clever girl, take good care of your baby. From now on, you can't run around anymore!"

"Yes, it looks like she could give birth at any moment."

Zeng Xiaoqin joked: "When I'm still here, I'll take pictures of the baby's full moon!"

"Thank you, reporter Zeng."

"Just call me Xiaoqin."

A group of people came out, and Wang Huahua and Song Xiaotian, mother and son, gathered together in the shop.

"Son, what were you doing just now? That girl is married and she's a leader in the army."

Wang Huahua couldn't help but shudder when she thought of Feng Shuo's icy face.

"Yeah, I know." Song Xiaotian also thought of that person, and curled his lips, "She just asked about the style of the clothes."

Wang Huahua breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Xiaotian lowered his head and his expression could not be seen clearly.

…

Outside the tailor shop.

The three women were chatting and laughing as they went to the supply and marketing cooperative. A man's voice came from behind them, shouting, "Comrade Zhu—"