Chapter 378 It’s time to work

The last sentence was spoken quite loudly, and many people in the car looked over curiously.

The girl quickly covered her mouth, but her eyes were still looking at Xia Liang.

Xia Liang was sitting quite far away, so she couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Meng Xiaoxiao frowned: "Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing!"

In fact, she had suspected before that Xia Liang and Ning Zhiyuan got married because of pregnancy, but there was no evidence for this. If Ning Zhiyuan knew about this, and it was spread by her, she didn't know how she would treat her.

"Oh, Xiaoxiao, I think you are too naive. Think about what Ning Zhiyuan was like when he left. He was so badly injured. I heard that he was recuperating in such a remote place. How could he get married so soon? And they even have a child?"

The girl who had just spoken sneered and looked at Xia Liang with even more contempt.

"Liu Guilan, you said that. It has nothing to do with me. I never said that Xia Liang got married because she was pregnant!" Meng Xiaoxiao's face turned cold. She simply found a place to sit down and ignored these women.

Liu Lanlan sat down next to her. She quietly leaned over to Meng Xiaoxiao's ear and whispered, "Xiaoxiao, why did you suddenly go over to say hello to her today? Have you decided to give up now?"

Liu Lanlan looked at Meng Xiaoxiao suspiciously. Others might not know, but she knew clearly that Meng Xiaoxiao was obsessed with Ning Zhiyuan, which was something that most people did not understand.

For example, she had advised Meng Xiaoxiao more than once that since she knew Ning Zhiyuan was married, she should stop clinging to him. Even if Ning Zhiyuan had good conditions, he was not the only one with good conditions in the army.

If she couldn't find someone like him, what would happen if she found someone a little worse? Besides, Meng Xiaoxiao's family conditions were very good, she could find any kind of man she wanted, why did she have to rely on Ning Zhiyuan.

But the fact is, Meng Xiaoxiao simply can't give up.

Liu Lanlan was shocked when she suddenly went over to befriend Xia Liang today. At first she thought Meng Xiaoxiao was looking for trouble!

However... thinking of Ning Zhiyuan's wife, it can be seen that although the woman is thin and weak, her temper is not very good.

If Meng Xiaoxiao were to face her, she might not be her match.

"I...I just don't want to lose a brother."

Liu Lanlan smiled. She really didn't believe it.

"Okay, let's go buy some clothes later!"

When talking about buying clothes, Meng Xiaoxiao's eyebrows knitted together. She remembered that when she was in Yangliu Village, Xia Liang had made clothes for many people.

Now that she has just arrived in the army, she has run to the city to take a look. She wouldn't want to make clothes again, right?

Meng Xiaoxiao thought about it and thought it was possible, but she hadn't been to the city for a long time and didn't know what the situation was like outside.

If no one here makes clothes, Xia Liang can take over and probably make a lot of money.

Meng Xiaoxiao's hands tightly grasped the corner of her clothes. Thinking that Xia Liang was going to make money again, she felt inexplicably unhappy.

"Xiaoxiao, the department store hasn't had new clothes for a long time. I'm tired of looking at all those styles. When do you think new styles will be available?"

While Liu Lanlan was still talking, Meng Xiaoxiao turned around and glanced at Xia Liang. She always felt that Xia Liang might go back to his old ways.

And isn't she taking the college entrance exam? I don't know how this woman will do! I don't think she will do well! I hope she won't do well, or even fail to get into college.

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After getting off the car, Xia Liang rejected Auntie Liu's suggestion to go with her. She had a day to wander around the city. Ning Zhiyuan had given her some tickets in the morning. In fact, Xia Liang still had some in stock, although not much.

She went to the department store first. On the way, she saw several female soldiers from the art troupe, and Xia Liang deliberately avoided them.

She was not afraid of them, but she was too lazy to bother with them.

Meng Xiaoxiao already had some opinions about her, and her friends probably didn't like her either, so Xia Liang was too lazy to hang out with them.

She used to make clothes when she was at home, so this time she wanted to take a look at the clothes and fabrics here.

As expected, I found that the styles of clothes were similar to those in my hometown. The styles at that time were really ugly. They were all the most common styles and the sizes were similar.

Nowadays, people are generally thin. If some of them are a little fat, they can hardly buy clothes on a regular basis and have to make them themselves most of the time.

Xia Liang took a look and suddenly felt that the clothes he made would definitely be very popular if displayed here.

But today she was wearing a skirt. If she had known earlier, she should have worn her little suit.

Looking at the two sales clerks chatting on the side, Xia Liang walked up to them and greeted them.

The two of them didn't even look at Xia Liang, and said in a cold tone: "Choose whichever you want! The prices are different! You don't need a ticket for the finished clothes."

It is indeed a department store from the 1980s. The sales clerks here all have a stable job, but there is no rule of greeting customers with a smile.

Xia Liang's voice was also indifferent. She asked patiently, "Comrades, I see that our department store doesn't have many styles of clothes. I can make many styles of clothes, so I want to ask if we can cooperate with you!"

At this time, the finished garments and the fabrics are together, and the salesperson is responsible for both.

"Can you make clothes?" Upon hearing this, a tall and thin salesperson turned around and looked over.

Seeing Xia Liang's eyes light up, her eyes lit up even brighter when she looked carefully at the clothes she was wearing.

This is the first time she has seen this style of skirt in her life.

Xia Liang was wearing a light blue floral dress, which was relatively conservative in style, with a shirt collar and long sleeves fastened with two thin elastic bands at the cuffs. The skirt went past her knees, and there was a golden belt edge around her waist, which didn't really slim her figure, but made her look tall and slender.

"Comrade, did you make this skirt yourself?"

The salesperson who asked the question was about the same height as Xia Liang. She was also wearing a skirt, but it was navy blue and very conservative in style, not pretty at all.

"Yes, I can also make many styles of skirts, as well as small suits, Zhongshan suits, and formal suits. When I was in my hometown before, I made clothes for them." Xia Liang explained with a smile.

"Have you done this before?" The woman became more interested.

"Yes, I have also helped them in Beijing, but I mainly made cheongsams in Beijing." Xia Liang's tone was gentle.

The salesperson immediately asked, "Comrade, what's your name? Actually, I also want to make two sets of clothes. As you can see, the styles of clothes nowadays are very ordinary. I think this is the best style, but it can't compare with the one you are wearing! Can you make one for me?"