If Lu Wanqing wants to make clothes, then she needs to prepare the materials.

In the supply and marketing cooperative, she and Zhao Xiaolan bought several meters of any fabric of various colors and materials that they found pleasing to the eye.

The prices of various materials vary, generally ranging from 0.15 to 0.6 yuan. For them, who have just earned more than 200 yuan, buying 30 to 40 meters of cloth is still affordable.

The fabric cost a total of 32.8 yuan.

They also bought some elastic, buttons and other accessories, spending a total of 8.2 yuan.

Even if Lu Wanqing wanted to use the spiritual spring water in her private plot of land, she would need a reasonable excuse.

She suggested that Lin Ye buy 50 jin of urea as fertilizer, so that he would have something to say if others asked about it later.

They went to the state-run agricultural machinery store and bought half a bag of urea for 5 yuan.

No wonder farmers are reluctant to use chemical fertilizers; they're really expensive!

At the state-run farmers' market, she spent 1.2 yuan to buy six chicks, put them in a bamboo cage, and got six more.

Despite buying so many things, Lin Ye carried a bag in each hand and some on his back, yet it was all done effortlessly.

After seeing the photo studio, the two took photos and asked the owner to expedite the printing. She then squeezed her older brothers out of the studio.

When they passed by a tailor shop called Lao Xu's, Lu Wanqing became curious and asked Lin Ye to rest for a while while she led Zhao Xiaolan inside to take a look.

The tailor shop was quite large, with a lot of fabrics scattered around inside. Near the counter was a sewing machine, and a girl was sewing clothes.

Behind the counter, a man in his fifties, dressed in a neat shirt, was engrossed in rapidly calculating on an abacus.

He looked up abruptly and saw Lu Wanqing, then quickly asked, "Comrade, are you getting clothes made?"

Looking behind her, Zhao Xiaolan exuded elegance, her small eyes narrowing slightly.

"How much do you charge for making clothes here? Do you offer design services?" Lu Wanqing was there to find out the prices.

Seeing that she was wearing a light red dress and had fair skin with a rosy glow, her uncle said with a smile, "I can design a style for you, but it will be more expensive. A dress like the one you're wearing costs 5 yuan."

I bought this dress at a department store in Beijing. It only cost me 5.4 yuan. I don't know if the workmanship there is just expensive, or if they are just discriminating based on the customer.

She gave a noncommittal twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Just then, a commotion came from the inner room, and then a little girl came out with red eyes, holding a newly made white shirt in her hand, but the front of the shirt was stained with a blot of red ink.

Behind her followed a woman in a floral shirt, who was cursing and saying, "If you can't afford to make clothes, then don't make them. Who are you crying to?"

The young girl, who had been feeling cheated and was about to leave, immediately slammed the clothes on the counter after hearing what the woman said.

"You're the shop owner? New clothes stained with black ink, whose responsibility is this?"

"Dad, don't listen to her nonsense. The clothes were fine when I handed them to her, but she lost her grip and dropped them. She just doesn't want to pay and is trying to extort money!" The woman in the floral shirt shoved the little girl.

Lu Wanqing quickly pulled Zhao Xiaolan aside.

The uncle glared at his daughter and quickly stepped in to mediate.

The little girl was on the verge of tears as she recounted what had happened.

While it's true that she didn't catch it properly, causing the shirt to fall to the ground and get stained with ink, the woman who gave her the clothes was far too aggressive in her attitude.

Why should all the responsibility be pushed onto her?

She worked in a soap factory and knew that once this ink got on her, it couldn't be washed off with soap.

But today is my father's birthday, and this is a special birthday gift I prepared for him.

The uncle didn't blindly side with his daughter; instead, he was quite sincere and said he was willing to refund her one yuan.

The young girl was gentle by nature, and seeing that the other party was willing to back down, she stopped being so forceful.

The woman in the floral shirt stopped her father, refusing to let him give away a single dollar.

Perhaps seeing the little girl's pitiful and wronged expression, Elaine Chao walked up to her and said with a smile:

"I know how to mend clothes, I'll mend them for you."

Lu Wanqing quickly pulled Zhao Xiaolan aside and said to the girl, "I'm sorry, my mother is also a tailor. If you trust her, you can let her try on the clothes."

The woman in the floral shirt, seeing someone meddling in her business, darkened her face and prepared to start cursing.

After taking a closer look at Zhao Xiaolan, he exclaimed in surprise, "You wouldn't happen to be Lin Chunhua's mother, would you?"

It turns out that this tailor shop was owned by the father of Xu Di, the third daughter-in-law of the Wang family. Wang Tiegang got married the latest, so Xu Di had met Zhao Xiaolan once and had laughed at her for being a crazy woman.

Now, seeing her still charming and kind face, I almost didn't recognize her.

Xu Tianshou, who was behind the counter, suddenly realized what was going on and greeted Lu Wanqing warmly.

"So we're all family. Please excuse our embarrassing situation, in-laws."

After the two sides introduced themselves, Lu Wanqing gave them a polite but distant smile.

Xu Di had caused Lin Chunhua no shortage of trouble in the Wang family, and she didn't want to get involved with such in-laws!

Xu Tianshou's eyes then fell on Zhao Xiaolan again.

When I saw her a few years ago, she seemed a little mentally challenged. I never expected that she would be so beautiful and charming now, looking like a pair of sisters with her daughter-in-law.

"Uncle Xu, could my mom help me fix it?" Lu Wanqing just wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible.

Xu Di, her face cold and her fox-like eyes gleaming with malice, was about to speak when she caught a glimpse of Lin Ye waiting at the door with his arms crossed.

She quickly patted her chest and stood quietly to the side.

Thank goodness, it turns out that rough man from the Lin family was also there. I dare not confront him head-on.

Afterwards, Elaine Chao used a sewing machine to mend the soiled shirt with silk thread, creating a flower with two small green leaves underneath.

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