Chapter 57 Chapter 57 (1 update) Calling parents
"Ready-made clothes, bought at a department store."
After hearing this, Wang Ningyu's eyes were a little sour. "Qinghe, we have similar figures. I lost a few pounds after giving birth. If I wear your clothes, I should look good too."
Yu Lili, who was a bit shorter than the other two, carefully examined the hem of the skirt and curled her lips. "The fabric is good, but I don't like the shape."
Wang Ningyu glanced away, "You don't like it, do you? You clearly know you're too short for it. Look at the hem of this skirt. If you wore it, it would stick to the ground like a broom. We wouldn't have to hire sanitation workers anymore. You could sweep the streets for free if you wore it!"
Yu Lili was unhappy. "Does it suit you? If it suits you, try one on and let me see! You're taller than me, but don't you see how it'll look good on you with your concave figure? Look at me and Qinghe, our breasts are our breasts and our butts are our butts. So what if we're short? I have good proportions."
Wang Ningyu has been working in the family association for a while. He has received two salaries and one holiday allowance, and his words have become a little more firm.
"She's still in good shape at her age, fine, wear it!"
"Qinghe, can I try on your skirt?" Wang Ningyu turned around and looked at Lu Qinghe pitifully. "I'll try it on and see if it looks good. If it does, I'll buy one!"
"Did your husband Sun get a raise?" Yu Lili asked curiously upon hearing this.
"Why is it increasing? This is still the same salary I get."
There was nothing wrong with trying on clothes, and Wang Ningyu was decent and clean. Lu Qinghe nodded and led her into the house.
"Tsk, your and Yu Lili's house looks big from outside, but when I come in, it's even bigger, with four rooms."
"Change here." Lu Qinghe closed the door and changed into a short-sleeved shirt and the skirt that Zhao Zhanming bought for her when she first came.
Wang Ningyu was halfway through changing when she stared at Lu Qinghe, "Qinghe, you've also had a child, but your breasts don't seem to have shrunk at all."
Lu Qinghe was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Whether or not you've given birth has nothing to do with whether or not you've shrunk. You're the size you were born with. At most, the shape might change a little."
"Why is it okay?" Wang Ningyu muttered, "I was bloated before giving birth, and after that I had to breastfeed. The more I breastfed, the smaller I became! I'm just feeding the baby, and the more I breastfeed, the smaller I become! Damn it, I'm not giving birth anymore. No matter what, I'm not giving birth anymore. What a crap son! I have five golden flowers in my family!"
"They are the five golden flowers, and all your daughters are well-proportioned."
"Well, just follow my example. My skin is a little darker, and your skin is quite fair. What do you usually put on?"
As he spoke, Wang Ningyu glanced at the dressing table in Lu Qinghe's bedroom.
Lu Qinghe kept the place very tidy, with only a bottle of vanishing cream placed outside for daily use.
"Just some vanishing cream, and occasionally apply some clam oil on my hands." Lu Qinghe said as he changed his clothes.
"Hey, have you heard about that? The newspaper just reported it a few days ago. It said that a new cosmetic product has been synthesized in foreign countries. It can make your skin white and bright after applying it. What's the translated name of it..."
Lu Qinghe recalled, "Olay?"
"Oh, yes, yes, it's this Olay thing. It's praised so highly, but it can't be brought here. I wonder if the Russians buy it."
Lu Qinghe shook his head: "This was just put into production in the United States. If it spread to the Russians, it would take a year or so. By the time it can be sold here through trade, it will be even later."
"Oh... Come to think of it, Xiaohua told me last time that you asked her to use cucumber to apply to dark circles, and it seemed to be quite effective. I'll try it later, but I just don't want to ruin something... I've changed it. Qinghe, where's your mirror?"
"In the living room."
Yu Lili was also outside urging, "Are you going to change clothes or make clothes? Hurry up."
Pushing open the door, Yu Lili glanced at Wang Ningyu with a hint of jealousy, "The length is good, but your skin color doesn't match the color of my skirt. Qinghe is curvy, and you are straight and stiff..."
"Besides, I think you're just sour grapes."
Wang Ningyu laughed as she stood in front of the mirror, comparing herself here and there and twisting her body around. "The color is a bit bright. I should wear something showy. Navy blue or orange would be better. Hmph, I'll go to the department store later. They're sure to have other colors. What do you think, Qinghe?"
Lu Qinghe: "A figure like yours is actually suitable for wearing a skirt, it makes you look more fashionable..."
She wanted to say that it looked very fashionable, but these days "fashionable" was not a compliment, so she held it back.
"I mean, it looks elegant." Lu Qinghe changed the way he put it, "You are more suitable for dark colors, and it will also make you look more elegant."
"Did you hear that? Qinghe said so." Wang Ningyu raised her chin towards Yu Lili, with a bit of boasting in her eyes, "Anyway, skirts suit me well."
"Besides, I don't care. It's inconvenient to work if I wear it."
"Who wears this to work? It's only for going out. I'm too lazy to talk to you. Qinghe, let's change back."
After changing again and coming out, Wang Ningyu asked, "This skirt is not cheap, it must cost twenty yuan?"
"It seems to be around thirty, but they have items priced from twenty to forty yuan, you can take your pick."
Wang Ningyu took a breath of cold air.
Yu Lili looked at her and laughed secretly, "You know it's expensive, right?"
Yu Lili's family conditions are not bad. Although Lao Zhuang is the company commander and is directly under the cavalry company, his salary is not low, but her family expenses are also high. There are several children and both sets of parents. But despite this, her family conditions are better than Wang Ningyu's. Her family's Lao Sun is just the head of the security section. He got here thanks to preferential policies, and his life is indeed more difficult.
"What's so expensive? I'll tell Old Sun when I get home! Humph, I gave her five babies, even a cow needs to rest and reward herself. Anyway, I've already bought the skirt, so at worst... at worst I can just buy a cheaper one. Besides, I've earned money these past two months."
"Actually, there is a way." Lu Qinghe offered a suggestion. "If you have enough cloth coupons at home, go buy some cloth and ask someone to make it similar to the ones in the mall. The colors and patterns may not be as novel, but it's more affordable."
"That's right." Wang Ningyu glanced at Yu Lili. "As long as I want to wear it, I can do anything. I'm going to pick beans. Yu Lili, I don't grow amaranth at your house, so I'll trade it with you."
Yu Lili: "Okay, make more. I'll bring you enough for both of your families. The red soup made from stir-fried amaranth is delicious when dipped into rice."
As he was speaking, there was another noise outside.
Lu Qinghe took a look outside and asked, "What's going on? Are they moving or demolishing the house across the street?"
"Yu Lili, do you know who's coming over there?"
"I've inquired. The person who came is a new political commissar who will take over Guo's position. His surname is Chu and he has two children."
"I knew you must have asked about it. Why is there such a big fuss?"
As I was talking, I reached the door and heard a voice before I saw anyone.
A woman dressed like a woman, with her hair in a bun, spoke in a loud voice, "Sorry, neighbors! We're moving today and have some leftover furniture. We're using furniture from a previous move, so it's a little loud, please forgive me!"
"This is a big loudspeaker." Yu Lili muttered as she walked out, turned around and greeted the older sister with a smile.
"Hello, the three of us all live nearby. I live diagonally across from yours. My name is Yu Lili. How should I address you, sister-in-law?"
"My name is Song Yuzhi——"
With one shout, the whole street knew that this sister-in-law was called Song Yuzhi.
She is as lively and sharp as her voice. She speaks as clearly and crisply as pouring beans, and seems to be a straightforward person.
The new political commissar is called Chu Aiguo. He had been to Hua City before, but he was not working in the suburban military district. Instead, he worked in the military district in the city. This time he came here and moved directly. In order to save money, he used many old furniture, so there was quite a bit of noise.
Song Yuzhi is also not a local. Her home is in the countryside outside the province. However, she is literate. In her early years, when she was not with the army, she taught in a school in the countryside. This time she came to join the army, she also wanted to find a job in the school in the military family compound, preferably as a teacher.
"My eldest daughter just graduated this year and is 18 years old. If there are any jobs nearby, please recommend some to my daughter!"
A few people introduced themselves to each other, and Song Yuzhi shouted out, and many people heard it clearly.
"Sister-in-law's daughter is already eighteen?" Lu Qinghe was a little surprised. "Sister-in-law doesn't look that old."
This should be the person with the oldest child among the people she knows, except for Mrs. Wei.
Song Yuzhi laughed when she heard this, and even the two households behind her came over to see what was going on.
Song Yuzhi: "Xiao Lu is really good at talking. I'm 39 this year, and my daughter is already 18. You look young too. You just got married and don't have any children, right?"
"Xiao Lu already has four children."
"Oh, that's even harder to tell!"
After a long period of pleasantries and lively conversation, Song Yuzhi, with her cheerful and outgoing personality, quickly became one of the group.
A few days later, Song Yuzhi was introduced to a job as a kindergarten nanny, where she usually helped the teacher take care of the children and occasionally worked as a teaching assistant.
She didn't want to be idle, so she attended a literacy class for a period of time. After her vocabulary increased, she applied to be a Chinese teacher in an elementary school.
In addition to a daughter, Song Yuzhi also has a little son who is about ten years old. The little son looks lively, but the daughter is quiet. She rarely goes out after moving in, and they have hardly met each other.
Another month has passed in the blink of an eye and the final exams are coming.
"The final exam is scheduled for the day after tomorrow. School will be dismissed early this afternoon. Go back and prepare your homework. Also—Zhao Zimo, come over here."
Before school was over, Mr. Ning, the eighth grade teacher, asked Zhao Zimo to stay.
"oh."
Zhao Zimo lowered his head to pack his schoolbag, obviously unhappy.
"Zhao Zimo, I did better than you on the last class test. Old Ning is definitely going to give you a hard time." Deskmate Jiang Tiezhu, Zhao Zimo's closest friend, spoke with some sympathy, but mostly just wanted to watch the fun. "Just wait, I'm sure he'll give you a lecture, but I don't think he'll go too far. Just take it easy."
"I know."
"Then I'll wait for you at the school gate. Hurry up." Jiang Tiezhu winked at Zhao Zimo, patted his shoulder and then went out.
"Hello, teacher."
After most of the students had left, Zhao Zimo finally walked to the front of the podium.
"Hmm." Teacher Ning glanced at Zhao Zimo, then pulled out a single paper from the stack and placed it in front of Zhao Zimo. "Take a look at your last quiz result."
On the test paper, two thick horizontal lines were drawn under the bright red 59 points.
Zhao Zimo: “…”
"Did you see it?"
“…”
"say!"
“…I saw it.”
Teacher Ning took a deep breath, resisting the urge to scold the student. She spoke earnestly, "Zimo, I'm considered a seasoned teacher. I've taught students for so many years. Regardless of their grades, I always believe that the most important thing is character, purpose, and perseverance. But you, you promised me last year that you'd at least pass the exams. How come it's been a year, and you're still like this?"
Zhao Zimo lowered his head and looked at the ground, "Teacher, I tried my best."
"You've worked hard. Every time I ask you, I say the same thing. Zhao Zimo, just tell the teacher the truth. What are you really thinking? What are your plans for the future? And your parents, don't they help you with any advice?"
have.
Zhao Zimo thought silently.
Zhao Zhanming was determined to let him join the army in two years.
Lu Qinghe...
Aunt Lu had asked him what he was going to do after the previous exam, but he didn't say. Seeing that he was embarrassed, Aunt Lu didn't press him.
After the midterm exam, when he took his report card home, although Zhao Zhanming looked a little bad, he just told him to work hard.
Aunt Lu still asked him about his plans, but he was so stubborn that he simply didn't say a word.
He actually knew in his heart that both his father and Aunt Lu were doing this for his own good, but...
"Speak up, Zhao Zimo!" Teacher Ning had a headache.
This student is always like this. He never says a word when something happens. He is an orphan, so she can't say anything harsh to him. She can only talk to him again and again.
Zhao Zimo lowered his head even deeper, and after a long while, he slowly said, "Teacher, I really tried hard, but I... I can't learn, and I don't like studying."
He just doesn't like reading. It's not because he's rebellious or anything else. Anyway, once the knowledge enters his brain, it's like going on a trip. He walks around for about ten minutes and then leaves, without even leaving a trace.
Teacher Ning was overwhelmed by this. "You're saying that again! What can I say to you? If that doesn't work, why not ask your parents to come to school?"
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