When the time agreed with Sun Miao came, Song Fuyu took the old suitcase borrowed from Tong Youyou early in the morning, packed with two skirts and a suit, and took a ox cart to the town.

"Song Zhiqing, what's in your box?"

An aunt sitting opposite Song Fuyu looked at her carrying the suitcase and asked curiously.

"I met a lesbian in town, and she asked me to help her alter a skirt made of very good material. It has been altered, but I was afraid that it would be scratched accidentally, so I found a suitcase to pack it and bring it with me."

"So that's how it is. I thought you were sending something to your family again."

The aunt had met her several times while riding on the ox cart, so she knew that she would occasionally go to the post office to send things to her family.

"I sent some dry goods to my family before, which should be enough for a while."

"You are such a filial girl."

"Song Zhiqing, do you have a partner? Do you want me to introduce you to one?"

"Thank you, Auntie. I already have a partner."

"Oh? Who is it? Is he also an educated youth?"

"No, he's Jin Zhiqing's brother."

She doesn't like to share things with others actively, but if the other party asks, she will tell the truth without being shy.

"Yeah, I've seen that comrade before, he's really good. He seems to be a soldier, right? Song Zhiqing, you are lucky~"

Song Fuyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

In this era, many families are proud to have children in the army. In their eyes, marrying a soldier is considered a very good marriage. After all, they receive monthly allowances, coupons and clothes.

After being promoted, you will get more salary, which can greatly improve the living conditions of your family.

When he arrived at the town entrance, Song Fuyu originally planned to carry his suitcase to the textile factory’s staff quarters.

As a result, after walking a few steps, she saw Sun Miao waving at her enthusiastically.

"Fuyu, I'm here."

"I thought it might be too heavy for you to carry three sets of clothes, so I came to pick you up."

"Thank you. I don't need your help. I'm very strong and can carry it."

Sun Miao looked fragile, and as she was his customer, Song Fuyu had no intention of asking her to help carry things.

Seeing that she could indeed pick it up easily, Sun Miao did not force her.

"Come on, I can't wait to try on the dress."

"Have you been controlling your weight in the past month? Otherwise, don't blame me if you can't wear it."

"Don't worry, since I got the size, I've been controlling myself to eat less every day. Now my appetite has become much smaller, so I can definitely wear it."

As soon as they arrived at the door, Sun Miao eagerly pulled her into the house.

"Miao Miao, at least let Song Zhiqing rest for a while, the skirt won't move."

"Mom, am I really curious?"

"Mrs. Sun, it's okay. I'm not tired."

Song Fuyu squatted down and opened the suitcase under the gaze of the mother and daughter.

She took out the suit first.

"Wow, this outfit looks much better than the one I bought at the Overseas Chinese Store."

"I didn't go with the traditional single-breasted style, but chose a double-breasted style. This makes it look formal while adding a sense of ease."

"I think your idea is really good. Anyway, I like it very much."

"Are you in a hurry to leave today? My boyfriend will be here around nine o'clock."

"No hurry, I can wait until he finishes the trial before going back."

"Miao Miao, try on your skirt first."

"Okay, I can't wait."

Song Fuyu followed her into the room and helped her with the details.

"Hey wait, don't force it on... there's a zipper on the side."

She was frightened when she saw Sun Miao putting the clothes on. If she put them on in such a barbaric way, her skirt would split in the middle.

"I'm sorry, I thought it was the same skirt I bought before, so I just pulled it over my head."

"No, I installed zippers on the sides to make it easier to put on."

She helped Sun Miao put on her French pleated dress, adjusted the cream lace on her collar, and helped her tie the cross straps at her waist.

"When wearing this skirt, you can tie your hair half up and put some hair on both sides, which will make you look more gentle."

Sun Miao tied her hair according to the method taught by Song Fuyu.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

"It's pretty nice. Go out and let your mother take a look at it too."

Sun Miao happily lifted her skirt and walked out of the room. When she saw the young man in the living room, she was obviously stunned, and then a little shy.

"Zhou Yuan, why are you here?"

"Miao Miao, you look really good in this."

Zhou Yuan's eyes almost popped out when he saw his fiancée's cute appearance.

Although I have seen her many times, she is particularly beautiful today and exudes an intellectual feeling.

“Ahem~~”

"Yeah, it's really beautiful."

Yan Xiuli broke the engaged couple's staring gaze in time. After all, Song Zhiqing was in the room. If people saw them staring at each other nakedly before they got married, she, as their mother, would feel embarrassed.

After being reminded by her, Sun Miao and Zhou Yuan's faces turned red.

"Miao Miao, it's just right that your boyfriend is here, try on the suit."

"Yes, Zhou Yuan, the suit that Fu Yu made for you is very nice, ten thousand times better than the one you bought at the Overseas Chinese Store."

Song Fuyu held back her smile. This girl was really her fan. She hadn't stopped praising her since she entered the room.

The second skirt is a patchwork style with diagonal buttons on the upper body, so it is a little more troublesome to wear than the first one.

"Miao Miao, I suggest that you wear this dress on your wedding day, and the previous one can be worn when you return home."

Whether from her selfish motives or her sincere heart, this dress is her first choice in her suggestions.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Sun Miao now listens to Song Fuyu's opinions.

She would not think that everything she did was right just because she was the daughter of the textile factory director, but would actually give her some reasonable suggestions.

After helping her put on her skirt, Song Fuyu braided her hair into a fishbone braid and placed it on the left side.

"I really admire you. Your hands really have magical power. Just a few strokes can make someone look good."

"Haha, it's not difficult. As long as you study hard, you can learn it."

"But what if my mom says I'm clumsy?"

"Forehead..."

She is clumsy and there is really nothing she can do about it.

Just assume that she was just talking nonsense.