Chapter 47

This time was actually before the start of the main text. Qiao Wei theoretically didn’t know what happened during this time.

But this era was not the era of casual romance and divorce in later generations. This was an era where sleeping with a few more people would be shot for “hooliganism”.

The lifestyle problems of ordinary cadres were very serious, not to mention that Captain Zhao was a soldier.

If he dared to make such a mistake, he would have been fired long ago. He might have been demobilized and left.

But Captain Zhao, as the uncle of the original heroine Lin Xixi, an important supporting role, has been running through the whole text.

His work was stable and there was no sign of any impact.

It can be seen that what Sister Yang said could not be true.

Qiao Wei's attitude comforted Sister Yang, and Sister Yang's mood stabilized: "Yes, yes, our old Zhao is not that kind of person! Yes, no."

She panicked for a moment, staggering and confused as she walked home. There was only her husband's niece with two little ones at home.

She couldn't face these children in this mood. In panic, she thought of Qiao Wei and fled to Qiao Wei in desperation.

It was the right choice.

"It must be nonsense." Qiao Wei said, "Who said it?"

"I, I..." Sister Yang said, "I turned my back to them. I heard them mention Lao Zhao's name, I was confused, and I was afraid that they would see me, I, I ran away..."

"The more such rumors are spread behind the back, the more false it is." Qiao Wei patted her on the back, "Don't panic. Since you trust Brother Zhao, why not wait until the evening to communicate with him first."

"Sister-in-law, this is a problem of style. This is not a private matter between you two. This is related to Brother Zhao's future." "

You must tell him about this."

Sister Yang was still a little hesitant, but she was awakened by her words.

So many people in her family are relying on Captain Zhao. His future is more important than anything else.

"I know! I'll tell him when he comes back."

Sister Yang is usually a very calm person.

But she is a typical wife who has endured hardships. Now that her husband is an official, she is actually worried about "changing wives".

This matter just hit her soft spot, so she panicked for a moment.

Now that she has calmed down, she noticed that there was a woven basket at Qiao Wei's feet, and it was still empty.

"Oh, are you going to buy vegetables?" She was embarrassed.

Because Qiao Wei had gone out very late, and was delayed by Sister Yang, if she went now, there might only be rotten vegetable leaves. The meat was definitely gone.

Sister Yang took out vegetables and meat directly from her basket: "Here, here!"

Qiao Wei hurriedly stopped her: "I don't need so much, there are only a few people in my family. There is still some meat at home." She

only left a few vegetables, enough for one meal in the evening. She was too lazy to cook for lunch, so it was just right to go to the courtyard to eat.

She sent Sister Yang out the door.

She replaced the weaving basket with a bucket and took Yan Xiang to pick up half a bucket of pebbles.

She would not tire herself. Anyway, as long as she had time, she would go once in the morning and once in the afternoon.

It was leisurely and not too fast or too slow.

At noon, the mother and son went to the canteen of the courtyard to eat.

After waking up from a nap, she went to the tailor shop in Handicraft Lane. The clothes and pants were all ready and could be picked up.

There is a small compartment in the tailor shop where you can try on clothes. Qiao Wei went in to try them on.

The top is indigo and the bottom is original color. Both pieces are loose and drapey, comfortable and natural.

The top is flat-cut and the drape of the sleeves makes people feel relaxed just by looking at it.

The pants are very comfortable and can be worn while walking.

The homespun cloth is not a very smooth fabric. If you look closely, you can see some tiny yarn balls floating on the surface. When the fabric touches the skin, there is a slightly rough friction feeling.

Qiao Wei likes this friction feeling.

It is also sweat-absorbent and breathable, which is much more comfortable than the shaking cloth.

"Tsk." The old tailor was still like that, with his chin tucked in and his eyes rolled up to look at people, "They would say: the clothes of an old lady in the country."

Qiao Wei was looking in the mirror when she heard the words and turned around and asked, "What do you think?"

The old tailor was very disdainful: "I haven't seen anything."

In the past, there were all kinds of clothes with different styles. Unlike now, there are only shirts, Lenin suits and bragi.

There is no place for heroes.

"You are a person who has seen the world." Qiao Wei smiled.

The old tailor shook his head and sighed.

Qiao Wei twirled her hair and asked: "Let me ask you something, can I also perm my hair?"

The old tailor raised her eyelids: "Do you have a letter of introduction?"

Qiao Wei: "..."

Although I know that before the first generation of ID cards appeared, a letter of introduction was equivalent to proof of identity and was needed for everything. But she never expected that she even needed to perm her hair?

The old tailor looked down on her: "Why would you perm your hair without a letter of introduction?"

"Only comrades who perform in art troupes, or comrades whose work unions want to participate in art performances, have special needs due to work reasons, and the unit will give you a letter of introduction to perm your hair."

"How can you perm your hair whenever you want?"

All right.

Qiao Wei changed her clothes and asked again: "Do you make shoes here?"

"It's a cross-border business." The old tailor said, "You have to find a shoemaker."

"Either leather shoes or hand-made thousand-layer soles, I just make the uppers."

"That's not my job either. It's better to find an old woman on the street and give her a few grain coupons or eggs. She will definitely make it for you."

"Hey, why didn't I think of this method?"

Before leaving, the old tailor kindly reminded: "Don't let people catch you for speculation."

"Understood!" Qiao Wei smiled and left.

In the evening, Yan Lei realized that Qiao Wei didn't like him as soon as he came back.

Glancing at the child still struggling with the sandbox, he followed into the kitchen and grabbed Qiao Wei's waist: "What's wrong? How did I make you angry?"

Qiao Wei snorted, slamming the small broom on the stove: "I told you yesterday to hurry up, hurry up, but it took so long, and I didn't get up again today." "

I didn't go for a morning run, and I didn't buy groceries."

"It's all your fault!"

Yan Lei laughed. It was no big deal.

He whispered in her ear: "Didn't I leave you a note? If you don't have time to buy groceries, we can go to the cafeteria. If you don't like the cafeteria, we can go to a restaurant."

There are also hotels in the town.

Although the service attitude of state-owned hotels is poor, the chefs are really talented.

It's worth a try.

Speaking of "tsk", Yan Lei smelled Qiao Wei's body breath.

She now uses soap to wash her hair and body, and the smell is very fresh. Last night made him unable to stop.

The feeling of sweat is still engraved in his mind.

Just when he wanted to plan how to prolong the war today, Qiao Wei turned around and pointed at him with a broom: "I tell you, it's not possible today."

"Today, take a rest."

Yan Lei: "..."

Alas.

After Captain Zhao returned home, Sister Yang secretly observed, and the more she looked, the more she believed in Qiao Wei's judgment.

This fool in her family didn't give birth to that kind of intestines. Those who talk nonsense are talking nonsense.

In the house at night, Sister Yang told Captain Zhao about this calmly.

Captain Zhao was even angrier than her!

Captain Zhao was of course furious. A big shit pot was put on him, and it would affect his career. Who wouldn't be furious?

He cursed immediately. After cursing, he asked Sister Yang who was farting.

Sister Yang was in a panic this morning and didn't see the person clearly. Now she couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "No, I didn't see clearly."

Captain Zhao: "..."

Captain Zhao rolled his eyes in anger.

"We must find these two people." He said, "Who the hell is making up a rumor about me. This will affect my work."

Sister Yang nodded quickly: "Yes, Xiao Qiao said so."

"..." Captain Zhao, "Qiao Wei? How did she know?"

Sister Yang: "...I told her."

Captain Zhao rolled his eyes.

Sister Yang was so angry that she said, "I was panicking. There were children at home, so I had to talk to someone."

"Stop, stop talking." Captain Zhao said helplessly, "Let's go find Yan."

It was not a good thing in the first place, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better. She even told Yan Lei's wife about it.

Alas.

The couple knocked on Yan's door, and it was Qiao Wei who opened the door: "You are all here."

She hurriedly invited the couple in: "Yan Lei, Brother Zhao and his wife are here."

Yan Lei responded from inside.

Captain Zhao was about to speak, but when he looked up, he saw Yan Lei washing dishes.

Captain Zhao: "..."

Just wash the dishes, he was smiling happily. Why are you so happy to wash the dishes?

Yan Lei just finished washing, and came over after drying his hands: "What's the big fuss? What happened?"

The dish washer left alone, and Captain Zhao got to the point: "What about what your sister-in-law told Xiao Qiao today?"

Qiao Wei smiled: "I didn't tell him."

"I don't think it's a good thing. If it's false, you can't spread it. It's fun to spread rumors, but it's hard to refute them."

Captain Zhao didn't like Qiao Wei in recent years. The little comrade he watched grow up married a wife who was beautiful but not caring. Old comrades like him all have the mentality of parents, and they must dislike Qiao Wei.

Who knew that he only found out today that Qiao Wei did have some advantages.

He glared at his wife: Look how strict she is.

Since he was here, he told Yan Lei about the matter.

Yan Lei's face fell on the spot: "This matter is not big, but it is not small either. But you are not a regular rank? That is not a small matter."

He asked Sister Yang: "What did they say?"

Sister Yang recalled: "... They said that Lao Zhao was smiling like a fool to a new female soldier, flirting with her."

"New female soldier?"

Yan Lei and Captain Zhao looked at each other.

"It can't be..." The two said in unison, "The daughter of the division commander?"

"Fuck!" Captain Zhao cursed again, "If I don't smile nicely, how dare I be so rude to the daughter of the leader?"