Chapter 121 Don't be stupid when you go out, shake your brain well
. There are many people in the county town these days, the streets are noisy and bustling, and the hawking sounds are endless.
The Li family's ready-made clothing shop on Guandong Street is not big, but the clothes hanging inside are all the simplest styles, but the workmanship is fine.
Hui Niang picked left and right, and gestured back and forth on Yu Tingwan.
The Li family's daughter-in-law came over: "But what's not satisfactory? Our clothes are affordable, and they are stuffed with cotton. Most of the people in the shop now are repeat customers."
Yu Tingwan's body stiffened slightly, and the hands under her sleeves tightened and loosened. She tilted her head and looked over, a little dazed.
"You..."
Li's daughter-in-law: "What material did you like, young lady?"
Yu Tingwan looked straight at her, answered irrelevantly, and said in a low voice: "The hairpin on your head is really beautiful."
Li's daughter-in-law smiled and touched it: "Really?"
She didn't take it seriously.
The style of this hairpin is old, and there is nothing special about it.
But she has worn it for a long time and got used to it, and she has been reluctant to change it.
The girl pursed her lips: "Can you sell it to me?"
Hui Niang: ? ? ?
The jewelry store we saw on the road just now has so many beautiful hairpins. Wan Niang doesn't want them, why does she want ones that have been worn by others?
Hui Niang pulled the girl.
Yu Tingwan said in a low voice: "But I want them."
Hui Niang couldn't stand her like this.
Her heart was about to melt.
But who could stand it.
Li's wife frowned: "No. Are you still buying ready-made clothes? Don't come to make trouble."
Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.
If she doesn't want to sell it, then don't sell it.
Why is this person so fierce?
Hui Niang: "If you want to buy it, do you have other materials? These colors are too dark."
Yu Tingwan looked over.
Indeed. It's either gray, navy blue or dark blue.
Li's wife looked at Yu Tingwan.
It's really dark.
It's not easy to wear bright colors when it's so dark.
Otherwise, it has to be darker.
She smiled: "Old sister, these colors are dirt-resistant and suitable for work."
This is true.
Country people and women I met on the road just now all wear it like this.
But their family is special.
Hui Niang turned around and discussed with the girl: "We don't need you to work. Even if you get dirty, it doesn't matter. Mother can wash it for you."
"Let's go to the cloth shop to pick out the fabric later, and mother will make you some new clothes by hand."
"But making clothes takes time, so we might as well buy one first so you can change the ones you are wearing."
Yu Tingwan actually thinks the clothes here are very good. There is a lot of cotton stuffed inside, and it looks warm.
She has always known how to be content.
But if Hui Niang wants to make it for her, she will want it!
No matter how good the ones outside are, they can't compare to the ones made at home.
"I will listen to you."
The girl has a thin waist and asked for a navy blue one.
The size was changed very quickly. After Yu Tingwan put on the new cotton-padded clothes, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and the disappointment of being rejected just now disappeared.
Li's wife: "It looks good, this dress really suits you very well."
Yu Tingwan, who was as black as coal: How... can you praise it.
The girl tilted her head and smiled at him: "Aunt Li, praise me for my beauty again."
Li's wife: ...
Love or not.
Why call me aunt?
Why are you trying to get close to me?
I'm not giving you a discount!
After leaving the shop, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the cloth shop.
There were all kinds of cloth in it, and there were many colors.
Hui Niang picked up the pink cloth: "We just got married not long ago, we have to have red clothes, festive."
She looked at the other one.
"The light yellow one is not bad."
"And this one. "
Yu Tingwan said softly: "It's a little too much."
"Not much."
Thinking of the pitiful baggage when Yu Tingwan got married. Hui Niang looked down on the Hu family's style.
Isn't this bullying an orphan?
Yes, every family has a hard time. The Hu family is not rich.
But why does Hu Yaozu have so many clothes?
When Hu Yaozu wore out his clothes, he gave them to Hu Dalang.
What about Wan Niang?
Picking up the ones Wang didn't want?
After all, even if there was something that happened back then, Hu Dazhu was still very biased.
Hui Niang suppressed her complaints and looked at Yu Tingwan with loving eyes: "Buy them all. I'll slowly make clothes for you for spring, summer, autumn and winter, so that we, your mother, will have new clothes to wear in all seasons."
At this time, groups of women, talking and laughing, came into the cloth shop.
"Hey, have you found out who the family that just moved into Master Zhao's house across the alley from us is from?"
"I heard they are from the countryside, but I often see the daughter-in-law of that family showing off and running outside all day. You didn't see it, she is thin, dark and dirty."
"Last time I asked Master Zhao to help me write a letter, and when I passed by her house, I saw her take out a small weapon from her sleeve and fiddle with it. Then I heard a whoosh, and an iron arrow shot out from it and drilled directly into the wall, and I couldn't get it out. Oh, it's really scary."
Yu Tingwan and Hui Niang had their backs to them. These people didn't know that the person they were gossiping about was right in front of them, so they didn't take it into consideration.
Some people were very jealous: "They don't dress well, and the whole family looks poor. I don't know how they can afford that yard."
That's next to Master Zhao's house.
How many scholars want to buy it.
But this family got the chance.
Hui Niang's face darkened, and she was about to go over to argue.
Influenced by her mother, who was as elegant as a chrysanthemum, Yu Tingwan held her back.
"Don't pay attention to it."
"They have their mouths, but we have our own lives to live."
Yu Tingwan said in a light tone: "These people are not happy, so they take others to vent their anger, and also to show how superior they are. If you argue with them, you will lose your momentum if you lose, and you will lose your demeanor if you win."
"They say we are poor, but we live in a new yard, have extra money, and can eat meat every meal. Our lives are getting better and better, and they are jealous of us. They have become a joke."
Hui Niang heard it and it made sense.
Obviously, they have no social interaction, but these people can say such bad things in private. Maybe they are the same kind as Mrs. Fan and Mrs. Wei in the village.
Why waste time arguing with such people?
She continued to pick the material.
Some surprises.
"Look, stepmother, this green material is good and very soft. You have a tender skin, so it won't be uncomfortable to make small clothes for you."
Over there, the long-faced woman rolled her eyes and said, "You don't know, the son of that family is a sickly person. Doctors come to see him and diagnose his pulse every day."
"Why do you have to complain that the daughter-in-law is not good-looking? She can't lift anything with her hands or shoulders. She is just a useless person. It's not easy to marry a daughter-in-law." Yu Tingwan
, who said that the mouth was on someone else a second ago, strode over suddenly.
She may not care about other things, but she can't bear to hear others say bad things about Wei Shen.
The speed was so fast that Hui Niang couldn't hold him back.
The appearance of the girl made all the women change their faces.
Yu Tingwan's eyes were cold: "What's the point of insulting behind your back? Say it, why don't you say it? Weren't you very capable just now?"
"Don't be stupid when you go out, shake your brain first. Is it your turn to worry about my family's affairs?"
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