Chapter 156 Returning to the Brigade to Show Off the Red Dress

Wang Yuqing rode his bicycle back to the brigade, with a large, bulging bag on the back seat.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening. The villagers had all finished work and gone home. Some sat at the door to eat, while others sat at the door chatting together.

Wang Yuqing had already anticipated that there would be another group of people staring at the things she had bought and pointing at them.

Because they like to compare themselves to others, they are jealous of others' better lives, and when they see others down on their luck, they take pleasure in it. Those with darker minds may even be filled with hatred.

In this situation, people with weak mental health would usually be affected, but Wang Yuqing was not affected at all. Not only was she unaffected, she was even in a good mood. Being envied by others was a skill in itself.

Her main message is, "You're jealous of me? Then I'll brag even more. I'll make you so angry that you can't sleep or eat properly, and you'll feel terrible all over. I hope you get breast hyperplasia and mastitis."

She greeted people on the street loudly, and when someone asked her what she had bought, she boasted, "I didn't buy anything fancy, just a set of Dacron clothes for the whole family, and I also went to the city to exchange some flour so I can make dumplings when I get back."

These words sparked envy and jealousy. The jealous ones were so jealous they were practically grinding their teeth in frustration.

Apart from Liu Huo, who had a Dacron shirt, none of the other members of the Jinniu Brigade had one.

Although Liu Huo's reputation is already bad, he still enjoys great success thanks to his "Dacron" brand, showing off and being vain, often boasting, "Look at my clothes, they're the symbol of a refined life."

Many people fawned over him.

As for where a demobilized soldier like him got so much money, Liu said it was because he had performed well in the army and received subsidies from the military.

Wang Yuqing not only talked about it, but she also stopped her bicycle, took out her beautiful red dress, and in front of everyone, shook it vigorously and blew it into the wind. The red dress fluttered and danced in the wind, stunning everyone.

While everyone stared in disbelief, Wang Yuqing pulled up her skirt and grinned, saying, "Actually, it's just so-so, not very pretty, and the price isn't expensive either, only twenty-two yuan."

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "My goodness, twenty-two yuan isn't expensive at all?"

Some people said, "It's a bit pricey, but the clothes are really beautiful. I've never seen such beautiful clothes before."

Everyone looked at their old and tattered clothes, and compared them to the red dress, they were even more envious.

In this day and age, if "Dacron" is considered fashionable, then a red dress is considered trendy.

Many unmarried girls looked on with envy, staring longingly, all wanting a dress like that. They thought it would be so beautiful to wear it.

Married women were rare, but they also felt ashamed to wear this dress.

The older women thought the clothes were too bright and indecent, and that wearing them would look out of place. They all pouted and refused to look at them.

Those who usually didn't get along with Wang Yuqing were insanely jealous, especially Yuan Fang and Liu Li.

Yuan Fang sat at the door, rubbing the corn kernels in her hands. She glanced sideways at Wang Yuqing at the door next door. Her lips curled up slightly, her eyes full of jealousy. She muttered, "She runs to the county town every few days, buys a bunch of things every day. She makes a little money and then squanders it all. She'll be gone sooner or later."

"It's just a dress, isn't it? Buying a white one would be fine, but buying a red one, that red, is terribly ugly. I've never seen anyone wear clothes like that."

Liu Li crossed her arms, her eyes never leaving the red dress, but she still echoed Yuan Fang, "That's right, how could she have the nerve to buy and wear such an outrageous dress? They're already married, who is she trying to seduce? What respectable person would wear such a red dress?"

Lei Yongxia, Chen Xiang, and Niu Zhenzhen all gathered around.

Lei Yongxia and Wang Yuqing were on good terms. She wiped her hands, stepped forward and touched the red dress, and clicked her tongue and said, "Oh my, this material is really comfortable, it feels smooth to the touch. The color is also so bright, just like the red flag. Wearing it will definitely make you look smart."

She asked, "This must have cost a lot of money, right?"

Wang Yuqing said loudly again, "Twenty-two yuan."

Lei Yongxia clicked her tongue and said, "Tsk tsk, really expensive. But if I have some money, I'll definitely dress nicely."

Wang Yuqing said, "Aunt Lei, when the food processing team gets paid next month, you should buy one too."

Lei Yongxia blushed and said, "I'm too old to wear such a pretty dress. It would be a waste to wear it and make everyone laugh at me."

Lei Yongxia is not even fifty years old. In the 21st century, there are plenty of fifty-year-olds who wear red dresses.

Wang Yuqing said, "Everyone has the right to pursue beauty. No matter how old you are, beauty is boundless. As long as you like it and have the money to buy it, you can wear it beautifully and comfortably."

"Moreover, dressing well improves one's mindset, and a better mindset makes one look younger and more beautiful."

These words resonated with the more progressive young women around them, who readily agreed with them.

Although this era is conservative in its thinking and admires simplicity, everyone, regardless of the era, has a heart that loves beauty and youth.

Lei Yongxia also wanted to be young and beautiful. She usually envied Wang Yuqing for being young, having good skin, and being pretty.

However, she was still a little shy: "That's so true. I was quite the beauty when I was young. But this dress really doesn't suit me. However, if I were to buy a pair of 'Dacron' pants, they would definitely be cool to wear."

Chen E had just returned from the mountain when she heard Lei Yongxia's words and laughed so hard she almost fell over: "Hahaha, you old woman, you think Dacron is Dacron, you have no knowledge at all, I'm laughing so hard I'm crying."

Lei Yongxia's son, Lei Jun, said, "Mom, the 'liang' in 'Dacron' is the 'liang' in 'conscience,' not the 'liang' in 'cool,' and it's not cool to wear anyway."

Lei Yongxia was embarrassed and turned to vent her anger on Chen E: "What are you laughing at, you old witch? You think you're so smart? Did you wear polyester clothes? What are you so smug about?"

The two started arguing again.

Hearing the sound, Chen Xiang and Niu Zhenzhen came out of the house and walked over together. From a distance, they saw the beautiful red dress in Wang Yuqing's hand.

Niu Zhenzhen ran forward with small steps, her eyes full of amazement: "It looks really good. You would definitely look even better in it. Last time I went to the market, I saw a woman wearing a red dress. Her dress was so beautiful that it was fluttering when she walked. I was completely mesmerized."

Chen Xiang whispered, "It looks good, but if you wear it, a lot of people will laugh at you."

Wang Yuqing said loudly, "Let others laugh at them, I'll wear mine. What, am I not allowed to dress freely? As long as I look good and feel comfortable, that's all that matters. Those who laugh at me either can't afford it or they don't look good in it themselves."

Qian Juan and Zhao Si passed by carrying firewood. Qian Juan was timid and didn't dare to say anything. Zhao Si looked her over and said with disdain, "Your clothes are really not good-looking."

Wang Yuqing glanced at Zhao Si and said with a smile, "You think your clothes with seven or eight patches look good?"

Zhao Si, who was short, almost jumped up: "I'm just being frugal and simple, it's a virtue. Look at everyone, who doesn't have a few patches on their clothes?"

Wang Yuqing then held up the clothes and gestured to herself: "Wearing beautiful clothes without patches is also a virtue. It represents that our great country is developing better and better, and that ordinary people like us can wear new clothes."

This statement made sense to many people.

Zhao Si was speechless.

He glanced at his wife, Qian Juan, beside him and saw that Qian Juan's eyes were also fixed on him.

He said, "Look, look, should I buy you one too?"

Qian Juan exclaimed excitedly, "Great! Really?"

Seeing Zhao Si's ashen face, she forced a smile and chuckled, no longer daring to stare at the red dress.