Chapter 339 Sister Qiao's "Man-Slaying Scheme" "My buttons! My buttons are buttoned wrong! I can't unbutton them!"
Wang Xiaoya frantically struggled with the unruly buttons on her chest. What would normally be a matter of seconds took her longer to handle, and the more anxious she became, the more her fingers would disobey her commands, causing the small buttons to repeatedly slip off her fingertips.
"Sister Su An! Help! I'm too late!"
Su Tang walked over, expressionless, and reached out her hand. Her fingers moved quickly across her chest, and with a few "swish, swish, swish" sounds, all the misaligned buttons were undone and then fastened again at a dazzling speed.
Wang Xiaoya looked down at her military uniform, which had suddenly become neatly aligned on her chest, and was so surprised that her mouth opened into an "O" shape.
"Put on your shoes, quickly." She uttered three words succinctly, her voice not loud, but like a calming pill, instantly stabilizing Wang Xiaoya who was on the verge of collapse.
"Oh! Okay!" Wang Xiaoya felt like she had been granted a pardon and quickly bent down to find her canvas shoes.
Su Tang's gaze swept across the dormitory.
She glanced again at Chen Xiaocao, who was still struggling with her pants that were on backwards and was sweating profusely. Without saying a word, she walked over, grabbed her waistband, and with a quick pull and twist, straightened her pants in an instant.
"alright."
Chen Xiaocao looked down and saw that the pants that had been causing her trouble for so long were now neatly worn, with even the creases aligned.
She stared blankly at Su Tang, her mouth agape, but before she could utter a word of gratitude, she saw Su Tang turn around and prepare to rush out of the dormitory.
Liu Landi's voice followed closely behind. She was also fully dressed, her military cap worn neatly, and her belt fastened meticulously. Her military discipline was on full display at this moment, but her usually resolute face was now somewhat pale because of the sudden, deadly whistle.
Bai Wei gritted her teeth. She had just finished getting herself ready as quickly as possible and was about to rush out first to enjoy the superior feeling of being the only one who was sober when everyone else was panicking. But she didn't expect that Su An, that taciturn guy, and Liu Landi were even faster than her!
Looking at Su Tang's back, which seemed to be strolling leisurely without the slightest panic, she felt a surge of anger and immediately followed him out.
Meanwhile, in the most chaotic corner of the dormitory, people weren't getting dressed, but rather... putting on makeup.
Qiao Lin watched the figures rushing out, especially Su An's damned back, and stomped her foot angrily.
"A bunch of country bumpkins who've never seen the world! All they know is running around like idiots!" she muttered under her breath, but her hands moved even faster.
While everyone else was looking for clothes and shoes, she immediately pulled out a small tin box carefully wrapped in a handkerchief from under her pillow.
Opening the tin box revealed a small jar of "Bai Que Ling" face cream, faintly scented with jasmine, and another item wrapped in oiled paper. Unwrapping the oiled paper revealed half a piece of red paper, cut off and soaked in red dye. In this era of scarcity, this was the best "lipstick" and "rouge" that girls could find.
She had asked a fellow villager from the cookhouse to secretly bring these things back to her from the county supply and marketing cooperative last week, during a shopping trip. For this, she paid two extremely precious industrial coupons that her mother had asked someone to bring, as well as a "hardship fee" of five cents.
In Wang Xiaoya and her friends' view, it was simply insane to exchange the money that could buy a Dacron shirt for these things that couldn't be eaten or drunk.
But in Qiao Lin's view, this is the most worthwhile investment.
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