After arriving in the city, Xu Jiaojiao and Xie Zhixian delivered the wedding dress draft to the boss. When they got there, the bridal shop was as empty as usual. Xu Jiaojiao could only sigh at the Chinese people's savings since ancient times.

The moment Boss Hu saw the girl, he stood up excitedly and said, "Oh, you're finally here. I've been waiting in the store every day, looking forward to your coming. I've been looking forward to you day and night, and finally you're here."

Xu Jiaojiao put down what she was holding, was amused, took out the manuscript, and handed it to the boss: "I've been too busy recently."

"I don't think this dress is very pretty, how come it looks so good on you? You're going on a long journey."

She glanced at Xie Zhi who was waiting obediently beside her and said, "Yes, I am going to Qingcheng to visit my husband's parents. I have to visit them before getting married."

Boss Hu opened the manuscript in his hand, and when he saw it, he was almost speechless with amazement, his eyes moved slightly: "Comrade Xu, your manuscript is so beautiful, it is professional."

Hu Liyun also worked in a clothing factory for a period of time. The manuscripts she brought in were not only not detailed, but sometimes they didn't even have the dimensions and pattern making information. When she asked about it, she would be ridiculed.

However, Xu Jiaojiao's manuscript not only marked the lightness and darkness of colors, but also carefully drew out the dimensions, and even the floor plan and exploded diagram, which saved her a lot of trouble.

She turned around and went into the house to open a piece of paper in the drawer, copied a phone number and address on it, folded it carefully, and handed it to Xu Jiaojiao with a smile: "Comrade, this is where I work in Qingcheng. With your ability, I think you can try your luck."

"The restrictions are not as strict as before, and there is a great need for professionals like you."

Xu Jiaojiao had not expected this to happen. She immediately took the note with excitement. She read it over and over again as if it were a treasure, and finally stuffed the note into her bag: "Thank you so much."

Hu Liyun carefully examined the manuscript and found that this girl's design was very beautiful, even better than those designed by other designers in the factory, and she couldn't help nodding.

Xu Jiaojiao felt very happy when she saw this. Compared with the praise from her family, she preferred the recognition from outsiders.

"I'll take it and fix it for you as soon as possible."

After that, they exchanged some greetings and left. On the way to the train station, Xu Jiaojiao was in high spirits and excited all the way. At the same time, she secretly made up her mind that when she arrived in Qingcheng, she would design a few more designs and take them to the factory for an interview.

She wants to be a female boss in business and make her first pot of gold.

Today's factories are much better than those in later generations. They are almost like civil servants, with a stable job and it's prestigious to talk about it.

It was exactly half past ten when the two arrived at the station. Xie Zhi went to buy the tickets while she stayed there to watch the luggage. There were many pickpockets these days, and people were not as innocent as in later generations. Xu Jiaojiao found it funny when she thought of the innocent college students on the Internet.

If I had worn it in college, I would have probably lost my pants.

There were a lot of people at the station, it was unusually hot, and the food didn't smell very good. The girl's outstanding appearance was particularly conspicuous in the crowd, and I don't know how many people were secretly staring at her.

The originally noisy station was suddenly filled with sharp insults and the wailing of children, and everyone looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

I saw a tall and thin woman standing in front of the ticket counter, carrying a child on her back and another person following her. The tall and thin woman had an extremely irritable expression on her face, and she slapped the little girl next to her with a crisp sound.

He cursed loudly: "Cry, cry, cry, you money-loser."

"I finally made the trip to see your dad, and now I have to pay for one more person's fare."

The tall and thin woman tried her best to push the little girl down. Her slender black fingers looked like the Black and White Impermanence. She smiled and said, "Comrade, you see we are not over the height limit, so don't charge us for the ticket."

Xu Jiaojiao's expression froze, and she vaguely heard the ticket seller's scolding: "I say, female comrade, look at your daughter's legs, how bent they are."

His tone rose: "Adults are $28.50, and children are $14.25 for half price, totaling $42.75."

In the 1970s, our country was far from the infrastructure maniac of later generations. Transportation was inconvenient and train ticket prices were ridiculously high. A round trip would cost almost two or three months' salary.

The turnover of the train station is closely related to the salary and bonus of the ticket sellers. This kind of reluctance to buy tickets is not the first time I have seen it. I have long since trained myself to be hard-hearted and am not at all tempted by the tall and thin woman's good words.

Even Xu Jiaojiao was shocked when she heard the ticket price. No wonder her mother insisted on giving her money.

Seeing that this was not working, the tall and thin woman kicked the crying little girl next to her under the counter and said, "You loser, go home and don't follow me."

Perhaps because the movement was too large, the child on her back showed signs of waking up. She shook him hurriedly, murmured a lullaby, and whispered, "Give me an adult ticket."

The ticket seller looked at the little girl pitifully, said nothing, and handed the ticket to the woman.

The tall and thin woman suddenly found an empty seat and sat down, right opposite Xu Jiaojiao. The little girl's face was pale and yellow, and it was obvious that she had been malnourished for many years. She felt tears in her eyes as she looked at her, but there was nothing she could do.

In today’s imperfect system, children can only rely on their parents.

The little girl struggled to get up, as if she was afraid of being left behind. She didn't dare to cry and caught up with the woman, but there was no seat for her nearby. So she could only stand there blankly, looking dazed: "Mom."

But the woman she called mother ignored her at all. Instead, she just coaxed the boy in her arms with a gentle look on her face.

Xu Jiaojiao didn't dare to look anymore, she just felt sad. She looked at the little girl and waved at her. The child looked at her beautiful sister with envy in her eyes, but still didn't dare to come over.

An extremely gentle smile appeared on Xu Jiaojiao's face and she waved again.

The child finally walked forward slowly, looked at Xu Jiaojiao timidly, and said in a tone that could not express his emotions: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

She smiled bitterly, took out the candy in her arms, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into the child's mouth, and then put a few more in her palm: "What's your name?"

"My name is Shi Bitch."

Xu Jiaojiao could no longer hold it in. A few tears rolled down her eyes and she quickly wiped them away. At this moment, words could no longer describe her feelings.

The little girl seemed to know that her name was not a good word. She pursed her lips timidly, lowered her head and dared not look at her beautiful sister, and slowly sipped the hard-earned candy in her mouth.

"Why don't you bring the candy back to mom?" The tall and thin woman said in a cold tone, looking at them sideways.