Zhao Youcai’s hope was certainly dashed, because who could forget the money he had earned?
"Director He told me that when you divorced, you signed an IOU and all your wages were given to your ex-wife, Ma Xiulan. Isn't that right?"
Zhao Youcai smiled awkwardly: "Yes, I was just worried that she would forget to collect it, so I wanted to give it to her."
Xiao He from the HR department smiled and said, "That's definitely not the case. Sister Xiulan told me that from now on, only she can collect your salary, no one else can."
Zhao Youcai smiled stiffly: "That's what happened."
When he signed the IOU, he knew that he would not receive any salary for nearly ten years. Feeling upset, he had already started making plans and received the salaries of his two sons. However, until the moment of execution, he still felt heartbroken. He had worked for a month in vain, all for Ma Xiu Lan.
What’s hateful is that he has to live like this for another ten years, and he dare not stop working. He still has to get a salary after ten years, and he relies on this pension for his retirement.
When Ma Xiulan came to Zhao's house from the supply and marketing cooperative just now, she sent Xingmin back to study. After all, the time for the college entrance examination was tight, so it was no problem for her to go to Zhao's house alone. When she left Zhao's house, her good sister Niu Chunhua came with her to collect her salary.
After receiving the salary of herself and Zhao Youcai, which was more than 110 yuan, she felt very relieved.
It has been so long since she was reborn, but she hurriedly divorced and brought her eldest son back home, thinking about buying a house and making money, and she hasn't even bought anything for herself yet.
When Niu Chunhua heard that she wanted to go shopping, she immediately agreed: "I haven't been shopping for a long time, so it's a good opportunity for us to go together."
"You've been so stingy with food and clothing in the Zhao family these years. Other chefs can be easily identified as cooks the moment they step out of the house because their physiques are obvious."
"You're as skinny as a stick, and you took all the food home. Your clothes are even shabbier than Old Lady Wang's. Now that you've separated from Xingmin and Xingguo, you can get your and Zhao Youcai's wages. It's time to treat yourself better."
"Let's go buy you some good cloth. I have some cotton coupons I've saved up, and I'll give them to you when the time comes. We can make you two new sets of clothes."
Ma Xiu Lan also had the same idea, but she didn't want to make it herself. Firstly, it would waste time, which she could use to make more chili sauce to earn money. Secondly, the finished products she made herself would not be as good as the ones she could sell.
"Let's go shopping for ready-to-wear clothes. I haven't worn any yet."
Niu Chunhua's eyes became sore when she heard this. Although she was a widow, her husband had been very good to her when he was alive and often bought clothes to please her.
Even if he died, he would leave her some compensation so that she and her two children could live a decent life.
"Let's go and look at ready-made clothes."
The two stood at the wardrobe counter, looking at the rows of clothes, and Niu Chunhua gave Ma Xiu Lan some advice.
"You're tall, so this long tweed coat will definitely look good on you."
Ma Xiulan took a look and said: "It looks good, but I am used to working hard, and I always feel that long clothes are not convenient and affect my performance."
"What about this Dacron shirt? It'll look so good under a sweater with the collar showing!"
"And this red sweater also makes you look better when you wear it."
The two discussed it and finally decided to give it a try first. Ma Xiulan said, "Little comrade, help me take off this one, that one, and the last one so I can try them on."
Zhou Yue and Yang Hong, the after-sales staff who were gathered together to chat, ignored me. Look at these two aunts, each one was dressed more tattered than the other. The tall and thin one who was talking now had patches on her gray clothes. Could they afford it?
Why do you have to try so many things and go through so much trouble? Isn't it just a hassle for yourself?
Qiao Hongfang, who was carefree on the side, saw that the two old employees were not going, so she thought that as a temporary worker who came on the first day, it would not be considered as stealing their customers.
"Auntie, let me get it for you. Let's go to the fitting room next door to try it on."
Zhou Yue and Yang Hong laughed and let her work in vain, and continued chatting.
After Zhao Xingfeng came out of the supply and marketing cooperative, she saw that things had gone wrong. She didn't know what her aunt Su Xin would say to her in front of her mother-in-law. She was so upset that she didn't dare to go back. Later, she thought about it for a long time and decided to buy a gift for her mother-in-law, hoping that her mother-in-law would be happy with the gift and would not blame her.
She had no dowry money to spend, and Song Qinghe had not paid her salary yet. All she had on her was the red envelopes given to her by Song's relatives when she got married a while ago, two yuan each, about twenty yuan in total.
She walked around the department store several times to figure out what she could buy with these twenty yuan.
Buy her a silk scarf. She can't afford the high-end ones, and her mother-in-law probably won't want to wear one that costs only a few dollars. Buy her shoes. A pair of small leather shoes costs more than 30 yuan. She doesn't have that much money. How about buying a white shirt for a dozen yuan?
She paused at the wardrobe counter.
Zhou Yue and Yang Hong glanced at Zhao Xingfeng and saw that the clothes she was wearing were the classic styles sold at their counter a few years ago, each piece costing dozens of dollars. They immediately thought that a big customer had arrived and greeted her with a smile.
"Comrade, what do you want to buy? Take your pick."
Zhao Xingfeng, who was surrounded by Zhou Yue and Yang Hong on the left and right, looked at their warm smiles and felt proud. It turned out that they respected the clothes first and then the people. She had made the right decision to marry into the Song family.
The mother-in-law felt ashamed that she always wore the two sets of old clothes from her parents' home, so she ordered her two sisters-in-law to give her two sets of their clothes.
Although my sisters-in-law were cunning and took old clothes, I could tell they were good clothes as soon as I saw the labels. They looked much more upscale than the clothes my mother had made for me before.
Aren’t these sales clerks who usually look down on others now very attentive?
She enjoyed this feeling and kept turning around in front of the clothes. The two kept asking her to try them on, so she said she was buying clothes for her mother, but she didn't know what to buy.
The two of them praised her for being filial and racked their brains to recommend her.
Next to her, Ma Xiulan came out of the fitting room, and Niu Chunhua's eyes lit up:
"This looks great on you. This khaki sweater looks great with the collar of this white shirt, and it also looks great on its own."
Qiao Hongfang also smiled and praised: "Auntie, this looks really good on you. Actually, you don't need to buy this white shirt. You can buy a fake collar and put it under the sweater. It will look like a shirt. You can't tell at all, and it's much cheaper."
She saw that the aunt was dressed simply and wanted to save money for her.
"No, I'll just buy a shirt. I can wear it on its own on weekdays."
Zhao Xingfeng heard the familiar voice, turned around and exclaimed in surprise: "Mom, why are you here?"
Ma Xiulan was annoyed: "Why can't I be here? It seems that you can buy clothes but I can't."
The two sales clerks surrounding Zhao Xingfeng thought that Zhao Xingfeng wanted to secretly buy clothes for her mother, and were surprised to meet her here.
Seeing Ma Xiulan's bad tone, she couldn't help but defend Zhao Xingfeng: "Aunt, you misunderstood. This comrade has been carefully selecting clothes for you, your mother. You are so lucky."
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