She pretended not to understand Aunt Zhao's implied meaning and said with a smile, "Aunt Zhao, Bei Xiao is very good to me. If you want to be like me, just have Uncle Zhao learn from our Bei Xiao."
Grandpa Zhao used to work at the cement factory, but his son took over his job.
Now, Grandpa Zhao spends his days wandering around the county town, playing chess and cards with people to pass the time, and when he gets home, he eats and drinks like an emperor.
Aunt Zhao was so angry that her face turned pale.
Is she praising her?
Is she telling her that this is not how you should be a wife?
She married into the family, and not only did she not have in-laws to keep her in check, she also refused to serve her husband and instead made him serve her.
How can a woman like that be worthy of being someone's wife!
Aunt Zhao's face darkened, and she was just about to make her point more clearly.
Her daughter-in-law, Zheng Yulan, came out of the house and looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao. "Sister, what you said makes sense. When my husband comes home from get off work today, I'll talk to him and tell him to learn from Engineer Huo!"
Aunt Zhao's already unpleasant complexion instantly darkened.
She turned around and glared angrily at her daughter-in-law, "What are you learning? Your husband works so hard every day and gets covered in dust, and when you come home you still expect him to serve you? Do you want to work him to death so you can find another man?"
Zheng Yulan completely ignored what Aunt Zhao said.
She gave Jiang Qiaoqiao a wink.
Jiang Qiaoqiao immediately realized that Zheng Yulan was deliberately provoking her mother-in-law to help her out of a predicament.
She gave Zheng Yulan a grateful smile and went back inside.
She didn't have time to waste any more time, so she ate half a meat bun in a few bites and drank the soy milk.
She changed into the floral shirt and stirrup pants she had bought wholesale yesterday, and braided two pigtails for herself.
She has a tall and slender figure, a small oval face, almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks, and a delicate, straight nose. With a little makeup, she is a stunning beauty.
The floral shirt and stirrup pants that would be considered extremely unfashionable by later generations actually accentuated her perfect figure, making her curves both shapely and alluring.
Jiang Qiaoqiao looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied with the two outfits she had bought wholesale yesterday.
She took ten pairs of footed trousers and ten floral shirts, put them into another snakeskin bag, grabbed the makeshift clothesline she had prepared the night before, and headed into the city.
As soon as she stepped out, she became the focus of attention in the courtyard.
"Where is Mr. Huo going with those snakeskin bags and so many bamboo poles?"
"Who knows!" Aunt Zhao had just come out of the house after arguing with her daughter-in-law, and when she saw Jiang Qiaoqiao, who had stirred up the conflict between her and Zheng Yulan, she was furious.
She muttered resentfully, "I bet she took advantage of Mr. Huo's work trip to move her belongings to support her lover outside."
As soon as she said this, everyone else was shocked. "That can't be, right? She and Engineer Huo just got married. They were inseparable last night, all lovey-dovey. This morning, Engineer Huo even brought her breakfast before he went to work. She couldn't possibly be having an affair!"
"I also think she was just taking some things back to her parents' home."
When Aunt Zhao saw that no one was supporting her, she became anxious and suddenly raised her voice, "What? Impossible? Didn't you see what she was dressed like? Who dresses like that when they go back to their parents' home?"
Aunt Zhao spoke with certainty, and when everyone thought of Jiang Qiaoqiao's brand-new outfit, they immediately began to believe Aunt Zhao's fabricated rumor to some extent.
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There are already a lot more street vendors in the provincial capital this year, but there are very few in the county towns.
Jiang Qiaoqiao found an empty spot in the center of the market, set up a simple clothes rack, and hung up her floral shirts and stirrup pants one by one.
There are individually owned clothing stores in the county town, but no one has set up a stall to sell clothes yet.
Jiang Qiaoqiao is beautiful, dresses stylishly, and sells things that are not yet available in the county town.
She had already attracted a lot of attention while she was making preparations.
Before she had even finished hanging up her shirt and trousers, someone came over and asked, "Comrade, are you selling these clothes?"
Seeing business coming in, Jiang Qiaoqiao stopped what she was doing.
She replied with a smile, "Yes! Big sister, would you like one?"
The other person was a middle-aged woman in her early thirties, with a basket hanging from her arm; she was clearly there to buy groceries.
The middle-aged woman touched the shirt and stirrups, rubbed the fabric between her fingers, and then looked at what Jiang Qiaoqiao was wearing.
Taking the opportunity, Jiang Qiaoqiao tugged at her pants to show the other woman, "Sister-in-law, look at the elasticity of these pants, the quality is excellent. They're only eighteen yuan a pair, I guarantee you won't regret buying them."
The middle-aged woman was slightly surprised when she heard it was eighteen yuan.
Although the price is slightly higher than buying it myself, it's still more than ten yuan cheaper than what's sold at the supply and marketing cooperative and Friendship Store.
Several women watching nearby were also tempted by the price.
I was mainly drawn to the stirrup pants.
Because Jiang Qiaoqiao was wearing stirrup pants, which were very elastic and clung tightly to her legs, making them look long and straight, and incredibly beautiful.
"Hey girl, can you give me a discount? Fifteen yuan a pair, I'll take two." The woman who had just asked the price made up her mind and said through gritted teeth.
"Big sister, it's not that I don't want to sell, it's just that I'll really lose money if I sell it at this price!" Jiang Qiaoqiao also looked troubled.
She only bought these pants for five yuan a pair. Even if she sold them for ten yuan, let alone fifteen, she would still make a 50% profit.
However, in business, when a customer bargains, if you readily agree, the customer will feel like they've been taken advantage of, and that you've made a lot of money off them.
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