(402) Money and dignity
Therefore, Ye Wenyu could no longer control her anger. She walked up to the saleswoman and said coldly, "Try it on. If it fits, buy it. Why buy it if it doesn't fit?! With your attitude, should I go find your manager?" Her eyes were sharp as swords and her tone was as cold as ice.
The saleswoman noticed Ye Wenyu's outstanding demeanor and wondered what her relationship was to this gaudy, middle-aged woman. However, thinking that someone with such an air of elegance must be extraordinary, she could only nod repeatedly and enthusiastically say, "Yes, yes, you're right, beautiful lady," while also offering a smile.
Ye Wenyu didn't try on the red dress. She only liked to wear black, white, gray, and camel colors. Whether it was because Lin Tingfeng had shaped her taste in her previous life or for some other reason, after being reborn, most of her clothes were also in plain colors.
Wearing simple, comfortable clothes, she's relaxed and at ease; it's the person wearing the clothes, not the clothes wearing her. A person with a good figure and good temperament looks good in anything, so unlike most girls who love shopping and always feel like they're missing something in their wardrobe, she's not particularly fussy about her appearance.
Perhaps it was because I wore too many beautiful luxury brand clothes in my previous life and found them to be nothing special; or perhaps it was because I was too poor in this life and needed to spend my money wisely.
In short, she adheres to the principle of minimalism.
In this life, there is another reason why she wears simple clothes. It's not for any other reason than that she often sees aunties dancing in the square or traveling wearing clothes that are like rainbows. She vowed that she would never wear such clothes when she gets old, and that she would never touch those gaudy clothes in her life.
However, the aunt's taste is understandable. Just like her mother, when they were young, they all wore black, white and blue. Their youth was devoid of any color or pattern, so they try to make up for it in their old age. They can wear five or six dazzling colors in one outfit, or two different patterns on the top and bottom.
Ye Wenyu picked out a grey suit skirt for her mother from the clothes rack, and a white sweater dress for herself. Then the mother and daughter went to the fitting room together.
In the fitting room, Zhang Susu was still muttering to herself, "Xiaoyu, I don't want to try this on anymore. This dress I'm wearing is very pretty. The clothes in this mall are ridiculously expensive. I only brought money with me to buy you clothes today." She was very uneasy, afraid that she didn't have enough money to buy her daughter a dress.
Ye Wenyu smiled and said, "Trying it doesn't cost anything. If it doesn't look good, we won't buy it." Being poor for life is truly a life without dignity. Seeing her mother like this, Ye Wenyu vowed that she would definitely become a rich person in this lifetime.
Zhang Susu was still incredibly conflicted, holding the new clothes from the mall in her hand.
The fitting room in the mall was equipped with long mirrors and bright lights. It also seemed to have been sprayed with some kind of high-end perfume. In short, everything was dazzling and fragrant, making Zhang Susu's poverty impossible to hide.
Ye Wenyu had already changed into the white sweater dress. She said to her mother, "Mom, try it on. Otherwise, you'll be bored standing here. The clothes in this mall are not like the cheap stuff at the street stalls. They look ordinary when you hold them in your hand, but they look very classy when you wear them."
Zhang Susu has always loved dressing up, and when she heard her daughter's persuasion, she was completely moved. Finally, she mustered up her courage and couldn't help but start trying on clothes.
The two people changed their clothes and walked out of the fitting room, standing in front of the mirror.
Ye Wenyu has excellent taste. Because she is thin and fair-skinned, the white knitted dress she is wearing makes her look very gentle and intellectual. Her small face shines under the bright lights of the mall, as if she has her own halo. In the dim light, she is like a gemstone, radiating a gorgeous glow even without speaking or moving.
Zhang Susu looked at her, her eyes filled with pride and smugness. She thought to herself, who wouldn't like a daughter like this?
She smiled and reminded her, "Yu'er, you are more educated and have better taste. You look good in white, but older people prefer to see little girls in red because it's festive!"
Ye Wenyu didn't understand what the old lady liked. She just wanted to dress as she pleased, so she didn't answer. Instead, she said to the old lady, "Mom, look at what you're wearing."
Zhang Susu looked in the mirror and found that she looked like a completely different person, like a wealthy lady, fashionable, elegant, and poised. She immediately beamed with joy. She looked in the mirror, then at her daughter, and said to her, "Is that really me in the mirror? I look twenty years younger!"
Ye Wenyu walked behind her, put her hand on her shoulder, straightened her clothes, and said to her, "Of course it's you. My mother has always been a great beauty. We look like sisters. My mother is so young."
Everyone loves to hear flattery, and older women, regardless of their age, especially love to be praised for looking young.
Zhang Susu was overjoyed. Looking in the mirror and smiling, she was filled with happiness. She said proudly, "Of course, I was just as beautiful as you when I was young!"
Ye Wenyu then said to the saleswoman, "Buy both of these outfits." Her tone was very generous and carefree, as if she were a wealthy heiress whose family owned a bank, rather than a poor girl who had to work hard to support herself.
The saleswoman immediately beamed and respectfully went to issue the invoice.
Zhang Susu secretly glanced at the tag and discovered that the clothes she was wearing cost four thousand! She was immediately startled, pulled her daughter aside, and whispered to her, "Xiaoyu, I'll buy you that one no matter how much it costs, but don't buy this one for me. I don't have the money. If your Uncle Wang finds out I spent so much on clothes, we'll argue, okay—" She was already so frightened that her old face turned pale, and beads of sweat were almost seeping from her forehead.
Ye Wenyu felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this, but she simply held her mother's hand tightly, smiled, and remained silent.
After the sales assistant prepared the invoice and handed it to her, she went straight to the cashier to pay. Even after the two of them, dressed in their expensive new clothes, walked out of the mall, Zhang Susu still felt like she was dreaming. She reached out and repeatedly stroked the clothes she was wearing, almost wondering if it was a dream.
She stammered as she asked Ye Wenyu, "Where did you get so much money?"
Thinking about the savings in her bank account, Ye Wenyu felt a surge of joy, as sweet as if she had eaten honey. She happily said, "Mom, I worked part-time while I was in college, and now I have saved up quite a bit of money."
She thought about how she now had nearly 200,000 yuan in savings and couldn't help but feel proud. Money brings dignity, and being wealthy is the most worthwhile thing for a person to strive for!
However, the thought that all her high-paying and easy jobs were likely introduced by Lin Tingfeng made her feel a little troubled.
Zhang Susu smiled with relief, then scolded, "You can't just spend money like this! Four thousand yuan for one dress is enough for me to buy clothes for a year." She gently patted her daughter's shoulder, but the joy in her heart was indescribable.
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