Grandma Rong didn't care how much suffering she had endured, she just hoped that the hope in her heart could come true before she closed her eyes.
Jiang Yaner's teeth were almost grinding as she looked at the two people's backs. She lowered her eyes to control her emotions at the moment, and affectionately took Jiang Mama's arm, saying coquettishly:
"Mom, let's go over and see what Big Brother and Sister Rong are picking out. We can even give them some ideas."
Mother Jiang smiled dotingly and said:
"Okay, you know more about what little girls like these days, so you must pick carefully for Sister Rong."
"Okay, then if I like something, will you buy it for me?"
"You really love to show off. Fine, I'll buy them all for you and dress up our little princess beautifully."
"Hehe, thank you, Mom. You're the best! Besides, I'm dressed up beautifully, and it makes you feel good just looking at me."
As they talked, they walked to the counter where Rong Qing and Jiang Zimo were standing. When Jiang Yaner looked at the most popular clothes that the salesperson took out, her eyes flashed:
"Is this a new model? It looks so beautiful."
The salesperson was attracted by her sweet voice, turned around and looked at her, and recognized her at a glance. After all, a big customer like her who was so generous and came to buy new models as soon as they were released would leave a deep impression on anyone.
The professional smile on her face became more sincere:
"Ms. Jiang, you're here. These pieces just arrived this morning. They're the most popular styles in Hai City, especially this white cashmere collared coat. It's not only warm, but also very flattering when worn."
Jiang Yaner fell in love with this coat at first sight. It must be said that the salesperson was very good at grasping the customer's preferences. She pulled Jiang's mother's arm and said coquettishly, "Mom, isn't this a beautiful one? I've wanted a white cashmere coat for a long time. Can you help Sister Rong choose and buy one for me too?"
Rong Qing couldn't help but look at her. She really had the art of speaking. Her direction was so obvious, yet she spoke so nicely.
Jiang's mother had always doted on her daughter the most and had no resistance to her coquettish behavior. She nodded and said, "Okay, let's accompany your sister Rong to choose first."
Jiang Zimo said to Rong Qing for the first time:
"Just pick the one you like."
Rong Qing is not an ordinary woman of this era. She wears the clothes she buys before marriage for more than ten years or even longer. After getting married, she has no chance to buy more clothes and has to rely on those few clothes to support her life, so she buys as much as possible.
But she had money in her pocket, so she could buy anything she wanted. She glanced at the clothes in front of her. They were undoubtedly beautiful in this era, but after being accustomed to so many more cutting-edge clothes, these clothes seemed a bit ordinary. She also had a new idea:
In the future, I can design and make clothes for myself and my grandma, and open a clothing company at the same time.
When I had an idea, I took Grandma Rong's hand:
"Grandma, please help me choose two pieces. I haven't worn many of the new clothes you prepared for me yet." She moved a little closer and lowered her voice, "I still think the wedding dress and casual clothes you made for me look better and are more comfortable to wear."
Don't say it, don't say it, as expected of a grandparent and grandchild, Grandma Rong also thinks so:
"That's right. Grandma learned her craft from your great-grandmother. She was a master embroidery master. Many people came to her door with generous gifts to learn from her. I learned from her from the time I could hold a needle steadily at the age of two until I was sixteen."
"I want to learn too. Grandma, please teach me these days."
"Okay, let's go to the department store and buy some more. With your cleverness, you'll definitely be able to learn all your great-grandmother's craftsmanship."
Grandma Rong also helped choose two pieces, mainly because the colors looked festive. Seeing that only two pieces were chosen, Grandma Jiang and Jiang's mother immediately asked the salesperson to bring out some other styles. They each chose a few pieces based on Rong Qing's temperament.
Rong Qing declined politely. She really had enough clothes to wear. No matter how beautiful her clothes were in the winter, they could not be as warm as the cotton coat her grandma made for her. She really couldn't wear them for the time being.
After Jiang's mother finished her selection, she looked at her gently:
"There aren't enough choices. I'm sorry, little Qing. There aren't many styles to choose from this winter. We'll come with you again in spring and summer. Then you'll have a dazzling array of dresses to choose from."
"I have so many already, I really can't wear them all."
She didn't want to leave a reputation as a spendthrift. Didn't she see the pair of eyes next to her that were about to overflow with jealousy?
Jiang Yaner finally bought the cashmere coat as she wished, but compared with the ones Rong Qing bought, she only had two and it seemed not enough, which made her feel depressed and uncomfortable.
From then on, every time they passed a counter, they would stop to take a look, especially Mother Jiang and Grandma Jiang, who were really enthusiastic and kept pulling Rong Qing to try things.
If you think you can use it, just buy it, buy it.
Rong Qing was really at a loss for words. After finishing the trip to the Friendship Store, Jiang Zimo's hands were full of things.
And she showed her wrist to Grandma Rong:
"Grandma, look at me. I have two jade bracelets on my left hand, four or five gold bracelets on my right hand, and a big gold necklace around my neck. Don't I look like a complete nouveau riche? This is after I repeatedly declined the kindness of Jiang Ma and Grandma Jiang. I've received many other gifts. But if I put on those gold rings, do you know what I've become?"
Grandma Rong was also laughing so hard that she actually wanted to stop it, but seeing the deflated expression on her darling's face, she didn't act out of spite.
Holding back a laugh, he asked cooperatively, "What happened?"
Rong Qing curled her lips and said, "I'm a target for robbery. Fortunately, my sleeves are covering my wrists. Otherwise, if my wrists were exposed, the golden glitter would clearly say, 'I'm rich, very rich. Come on, come and rob me.'"
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