Niu Chunhua was very pleased to hear the salesperson say that Zhao Xingfeng had been picking out clothes for Ma Xiulan:
"Xingfeng, you've finally grown up. You've always loved beauty since you were little. Every time your mother made clothes for you, she always asked me to embroider flowers and leaves for you. She's made so many sets of clothes for you since you were little."
"Now that you've taken so much trouble to pick out clothes for your mother, she must be very happy."
Ma Xiu Lan really loves this little daughter who loves to act like a spoiled child and always says that she loves and cares for her mother. Otherwise, in her previous life, she would not have continued to subsidize Zhao Xingfeng just to help her gain face in the Song family.
In her previous life, she had never seen Zhao Xingfeng buy her a piece of clothing, let alone she had not paid anything for her in this life.
Zhao Xingfeng's pretty face was filled with gloom. How could she have the money to buy clothes for Ma Xiulan? She also wanted Ma Xiulan to pay for her today.
Zhou Yue and Yang Hong, the two sales assistants surrounding Zhao Xingfeng, noticed something was wrong when they saw Zhao Xingfeng's expression, but that was not what they should consider.
All they have to do now is to hold on to the big customer Zhao Xingfeng. She said she would buy clothes for her mother, but she could say in front of others that she would not buy them. This is not something she would do at her age.
They spent a long time selling clothes and started picking out suitable clothes for Ma Xiulan:
"Auntie, buy this short woolen coat. It's neat and clean, won't affect your work, and it looks beautiful and elegant."
Zhao Xingfeng watched Ma Xiulan accept all the good clothes recommended by the salesperson. She should give it a try. She wouldn't really think that he was going to buy her clothes, so she was prepared to rip him off.
Seeing how satisfied she is with every piece of clothing, she can't leave the department store without spending a hundred or two hundred dollars.
She touched the twenty or so yuan in her pocket. It was just this little money, and she was hoping to buy a gift for her mother-in-law.
She came closer to Ma Xiulan, looking alert:
"Mom, you and my dad are divorced. You don't want me and you even said you don't want me to support you in your old age. It's only been a short time. You don't want to spend my money on clothes, do you?"
Niu Chunhua also knew about this and disagreed:
"Xingfeng, how can you say that? It was your father who specifically asked for you three, and he didn't even let you take care of your mother in her old age. But your mother has invested a lot in you since you were a child. You have everything that other children have."
"How can you be unfilial to your mother just because of your father? Your father has been married for decades and hasn't provided for the family or taken care of the children. And your grandmother even pretended to be paralyzed for ten years so your mother could take care of her."
"That night you had a high fever and couldn't even eat at home. I gave you eggs and hot water for your mother's sake."
Ma Xiulan really didn't know about this, and made Chunhua worry about her again.
Zhou Yue and Yang Hong felt their three views shattered when they heard this. This aunt was too pitiful. She had to meet such a man and mother-in-law. Now her daughter was obviously in cahoots with her husband and mother-in-law.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but persuade Zhao Xingfeng:
"Sister, the grace of giving birth to a child is greater than heaven. Your mother has done her best to raise you. Divorcing you at this age must be forced. You just said you were going to buy clothes for your mother. Don't deliberately anger her in front of her."
Zhao Xingfeng muttered anxiously, "The mother I was talking about was my mother-in-law, not her."
Niu Chunhua was so angry that she wanted to hit Zhao Xingfeng: "You've only been married for a few days, and you're already buying clothes for your mother-in-law? Your mother raised you for 20 years, and you've never bought anything for her."
Ma Xiulan quickly patted Niu Chunhua on the back to calm her down:
"Okay, Chunhua, let's not be angry and ignore her. I'll just pretend I don't have this daughter."
Zhou Yue and Yang Hong felt embarrassed about the clothes in their hands. This aunt's daughter was an ungrateful person. No matter how much her aunt liked these clothes, it seemed that she could not afford them judging by her appearance.
Zhao Xingfeng was about to leave immediately, but after thinking about it, she asked the salesperson to pack her a green Dacron shirt. Although this gift was not a surprise, it was very common. She hoped that her mother-in-law would remember her kindness when she wore it.
Zhou Yue watched Zhao Xingfeng take out 18 yuan from the twenty-odd yuan in his pocket and hand it to her.
I must have been mistaken. I didn't expect this girl only had this little money in her pocket. She was acting like spending a few hundred dollars was no big deal.
Ma Xiulan had almost finished trying on everything. She picked out three pieces: a white shirt, a khaki sweater, and the short navy blue tweed coat that the salesperson had just recommended.
He also took two long woolen coats, one for his eldest daughter-in-law Zhou Anan, who had recently cut some ginseng from their family to make a tonic soup for herself, and the other for his daughter Xingmin, whom he owed in his previous life.
Zhao Xingfeng looked at Ma Xiulan and saw that she wanted all five pieces of clothing. She couldn't help but blame Ma Xiulan for spending money recklessly. She couldn't help but wonder if one of the long woolen clothes Ma Xiulan bought was for her. After all, Ma Xiulan only had two daughters, herself and her third sister.
So she didn't leave.
Shen Caixia, who had been watching from a distance, stepped forward and asked, "Isn't this the new wife that Brother Qinghe married?"
Zhao Xingfeng didn't recognize the slightly fat girl in front of him. He hadn't seen her on the wedding day. After the wedding, she had been staying in the Song family, and no one took her out to meet people.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Shen Caixia, the childhood sweetheart of Brother Qinghe. My home is right behind the Song family's."
Zhao Xingfeng knew about it. She heard from her mother-in-law that the house behind was the home of Director Shen from the Purchasing Department. Her sister-in-law also said that the girl from the Shen family had always been chasing after Song Qinghe, and it would be great if Song Qinghe married a girl from the Shen family.
Her alarm bells suddenly rang. Brother Qinghe has not been home recently. Could he be hanging out with Shen Caixia?
Shen Caixia looked at the person in front of her and found that he was nothing but prettier than herself. She wanted to let Brother Qinghe know that she was the most suitable person for him.
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