When she entered the clothing store, Chang Sujun saw the red puffy skirt at first sight. She told the waiter to take it down. After getting the skirt, she happily went into the fitting room to try it on.
Liang Jiaming was sitting on a stool waiting for her. When he saw her come out after putting on her clothes, he immediately sat up straight.
Chang Sujun asked him, "Does this dress look good on me?"
Liang Jiaming said seriously, "This red dress sets off your skin tone very well, making your skin look even whiter. The big red flower on it will make us look very festive when we wear it at our wedding. This red color is pretty good, I think red is good."
Chang Sujun looked at himself sideways in the mirror and said, "It's really quite good."
How come he couldn't speak when she was cutting her hair, but now he's quite talkative?
He is quite good at pleasing her.
Chang Sujun thought about it and saw another beautiful yellow dress. She asked the waiter to take it down. She went to the fitting room to try it on and asked him in confusion: "Jiaming, what do you think of this one? Does it look good on me? Compared with the red one above, which one looks better on me?"
Liang Jiaming touched his nose and said, "Red is better. Don't you think yellow will attract mosquitoes in hot weather? Red will make us look festive whether we are getting married or taking photos."
After listening to this, Chang Sujun looked at himself in the mirror with a frown.
Liang Jiaming felt a little uneasy when he saw that she didn't reply after she finished speaking. When she was getting her hair cut at the barber shop, she felt that he was too perfunctory. Now that he praised her a few more words, it should be enough of his thoughtfulness!
It was also the first time for him to become a husband, and the first time for him to try to please his wife on his own, so there shouldn’t be anything wrong with that, right?
While he was feeling anxious, Chang Sujun said to herself, "I think this yellow dress is pretty good."
Liang Jiaming took a breath.
She: "But Jiaming is right, the color is indeed a bit too yellow. It will attract mosquitoes when I wear it, so red is better."
Liang Jiaming exhaled, relaxed his body, and continued to coax his wife: "I'm right, this red one can better set off your figure, and your complexion will be more rosy and energetic!"
Chang Sujun was embarrassed by his praise, covered his mouth and laughed, teasing him: "You are a smooth talker, so I chose this dress."
"I feel more energetic when I put it on. Wrap it up! Wrap it up!"
She felt very energetic now and decided to go shopping some more and visit all the clothing stores nearby.
The waiter packed up Chang Sujun's changed clothes. Liang Jiaming tried on a Zhongshan suit and asked the waiter to pack up his changed clothes as well. After he paid, Chang Sujun picked up the clothes and took his arm to go into the nearest clothing store.
When Chang Sujun went in, she tried on the latest cheongsam. After trying it on, she asked, "This must be too expensive."
"I just want to try it on for a while and I don't need to buy it."
Liang Jiaming stopped her: "We only get married once in our lives, so it's okay if it's a little expensive. Your husband can afford it."
Chang Sujun touched the pattern on the sleeves of the cheongsam, which made people love it so much that they couldn't let it go. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's buy this one. We won't buy anything else if we just look around in other stores!"
Liang Jiaming felt sorry for her saving money for him and agreed, "Okay."
When he and Su Jun finish their trip to the countryside and return to the capital, he will buy Su Jun some more clothes of different styles and hold another perfect wedding for her.
Now, the money he brought with him after going to the countryside was not much. He used fifty yuan to buy things for the wedding, and after the wedding, after deducting other expenses for the two of them, there would not be much left after all the miscellaneous expenses.
These are not counted as work points earned.
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Liang Jiaming carried two pieces of packed clothes and accompanied Chang Sujun to visit more than half of the clothing stores in the county. Chang Sujun couldn't walk anymore and leaned on his shoulder, saying weakly: "My feet hurt..."
Liang Jiaming was a little tired. Seeing that Chang Sujun couldn't walk anymore, he patted his shoulder and said calmly, "Come on up. I'll carry you over..."
Chang Sujun leaned on his shoulder and fell silent after hearing his words.
She just wanted him to help her, she was already so old. She didn't want others to see her being carried by him into the photo studio.
Some people knew that she was tired, but those who didn't thought she had some hidden illness and took the photo to capture the last view of her.
Chang Sujun: "..."
"I'm no longer in pain now. It's noon now, let's go take pictures and get the marriage certificate this afternoon."
Liang Jiaming squatted down: "Don't force yourself. If your feet hurt, I'll carry you over. You're so light that I can carry you."
Chang Sujun didn't want to dwell on this, so he ran towards the photo studio and accidentally stepped on a stone and sprained his ankle.
“Ouch!”
Without saying a word, he picked her up.
"Go to where there are fewer people, go to where there are fewer people!"
"Okay, okay."
When they arrived at the photo studio, Liang Jiaming carried Chang Sujun in. She covered her face and tried to find a place to hide.
The staff at the photo studio surrounded her nervously and asked, "Comrade, what happened to you? Are you okay now? Can you hold on until the photo shoot is over?!"
Liang Jiaming: "She can hold on to the end."
Chang Sujun's face flushed: "...6."
She just sprained her ankle. Could Jiaming not confirm it with the staff so seriously?
These two people are not talking about the same thing, okay? !
Chang Sujun peeked through her fingers, and sure enough, the staff member looked at her with sympathy.
She was angry: "I'm fine! I just sprained my ankle."
Liang Jiaming put her down from his arms, and she stood on the ground. The worker retracted his sympathetic expression and asked Chang Sujun: "What kind of photos do you want to take?"
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