Chapter 194 First Delivery

Zhou's mother knew about this matter. When she heard it being mentioned again, she felt her face burning.

After all the trouble Xia Jing had caused, she didn't dare to look for her son. She couldn't stand the way the villagers looked at her.

"You bastard! It's fine if you just flirt with other people, but you come here to ruin our reputation! I'll beat you to death!"

Zhou's mother stepped forward and started punching and kicking Xia Jing.

Father Zhou was smoking a cigarette with a frown on his face.

"I didn’t……"

Xia Jing stood up. She didn't dare to attack Zhou's mother and could only dodge passively. She was beaten yesterday, and at this moment, any random punch would make her grimace in pain.

However, Zhou's mother was so angry that her eyes turned red. She grabbed the chicken feather blanket on the windowsill and hit Xia Jing with it.

I don't know how long it took before Zhou Zheng shouted, "Okay, stop fighting. Let's think about what to do now!"

Xia Jing's hair, which she had just combed in the morning, was now a mess, and her face was covered in blood, looking extremely scary.

"I wish I could beat this bastard to death! She is not a faithful wife and has been flirting with other women in the village, but she came here to ruin our reputation!"

Zhou's mother spoke angrily. Beating someone is a strenuous job. At this moment, she was panting and out of breath.

"Can you really strangle her to death? Do you want to die?"

Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes at his mother, who was still angry. She was already dissatisfied with Xia Jing as her daughter-in-law, and now she was even more dissatisfied.

No, this woman will ruin my son's future. We must get rid of her as soon as possible.

"Let's send her to the hospital first!"

Zhou Zheng thought about it again and again. Everyone in the factory knew that Xia Jing was injured. If he didn't even go to the hospital, he didn't know what people would say about him.

Xia Jing was admitted to the hospital as she wished, but of course the treatment she would receive was uncertain.

…

Wang Fang, Wang Qian, and Zhang Meihua arrived as scheduled. Xia Liang had already made the clothes, and hung them in the room after ironing them, without folding them up.

When several people saw the clothes hanging, Wang Qian ran over excitedly: "I want to see my wedding dress."

Xia Liang raised her hand and picked up the cheongsam, compared it with Wang Qian's body, and said with a smile: "You can try it on now, and I'll see if the size fits. If there is any place that doesn't fit, it's just right to modify it!"

"Marriage is a lifelong event for a woman, so the clothes should be made to fit you well and show off your good figure."

What woman doesn’t want to hear nice words? Wang Qian was not surprised. She even straightened her chest and asked shyly, “Do I have a good figure? They all say my breasts are too big!”

Hearing this, Xia Liang felt a little jealous. Although Aunt Li had always given her eggs to replenish her breasts, hers was still a little small.

"It would be great if it got bigger. You don't know how many people want to get bigger but just can't. Just like me, no matter how much I eat, I can't gain weight!"

Wang Qian glanced at Xia Liang and smiled, "It's not certain when it will grow. Maybe one day when I wake up, it will start to grow."

But she was not a shy person, and there was no man in the room, so she just took off her clothes and started changing.

Of course, he was still wearing underwear, so he wasn't completely naked.

After putting it on, the size was just right.

Wang Fang circled around her twice, praising her: "It fits, it fits perfectly, and the style is beautiful too. If you wear this cheongsam when Qianqian gets married, you will definitely be the most beautiful one!"

"Huh, sister, am I not usually pretty?"

Wang Fang smiled and nodded: "Beautiful, you are beautiful all the time! Xia Liang, where is mine?"

Xia Liang took out another cheongsam and handed it to Wang Fang, who couldn't wait to try it on.

The size is right and fits her perfectly. This cheongsam is slightly different from Wang Qian's at that time, but it looks just as good.

Zhang Meihua's eyes widened, she also wanted to wear a cheongsam like this. Which woman doesn't have a dream of wearing a cheongsam?

"How is it? Is Sister Wang Fang satisfied?"

Seeing them wearing the beautiful clothes she made, Xia Liang was in a good mood. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she looked at her work proudly.

"Satisfied, very satisfied!"

Xia Liang picked up the lady's suit and said, "Try this one too. I asked you to choose this slightly darker red color. You can wear it even after you get married. You can wear it for a long time!"

Wang Qian was very satisfied with the cheongsam, and she also had higher expectations for the small suit.

"This little suit is great!"

Wang Qian had just changed her clothes, and the first person to praise her was not Wang Fang, but Zhang Meihua.

"This suit has a great shape and a unique design. It's much better looking than the clothes in our supply and marketing cooperative. And I think it can be worn on a regular basis. Miss Xia Liang, do you think my figure can fit into this kind of suit? I want one, too."

The more Zhang Meihua looked at it, the more excited she became. She went forward and touched it, and found that the suit actually had an lining, and it was ironed very neatly.

The key is that Xia Liang is very fast. In just a few days, she has made four sets of clothes.

"Of course you can, Sister Meihua, wait a minute and I'll measure you and make you one too!"

Wang Fang was also a little tempted. To be honest, the clothes sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives nowadays are not good-looking. If she wants to buy nice-looking clothes, she still has to go to the district or the department store in the city.

But the clothes there were extremely expensive. For example, she had seen suits there before, and a whole set cost more than a hundred yuan.

And the style is not as good as Xia Liang's. The salary in their town is not high, only 20 to 30 yuan a month. Even if her family has a good income, they are reluctant to spend more than 100 yuan on a suit.

"Liangliang girl, I also like this suit. Are you free this afternoon? Let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative together to choose some fabrics?"

Xia Liang was naturally happy that business came to him again.

She picked up the last men's suit. Wang Qian's boyfriend didn't come today, so she couldn't try it on.

"How do I try this?" Xia Liang was also in a dilemma. At this time, most people in the village went to work on the reservoir, and there were few men left.

Besides, even if there is a man, you can't let others try it. This is the dress that someone wears for their wedding. If the dress is tried by others, doesn't it become second-hand? Some people still care about this point.

"Oh, Liangliang girl, I believe you, the clothes will definitely fit."

"We are very satisfied with these clothes. Here is the remaining money. We agreed on 24 yuan at the beginning. I gave you a deposit of 10 yuan last time. You can keep this 15 yuan, sister. Don't think it's too little. I am very satisfied with the clothes you made!"

Xia Liang took the money and wanted to give her change, but Wang Fang smiled and said, "No need, the extra dollar is for your hard work, sister, don't think it's too little."

Xia Liang did not refuse when she saw this. She was still very happy that other people liked the clothes she made.