If someone else were to peek and get caught, it would definitely make me very embarrassed.
Yun Jin is different; as long as I don't feel awkward, it's others who feel awkward.
She wasn't angry even after being rebuked by He Tingchuan, and retorted confidently, "Can't I look at my own man?"
When Yun Jin said this, her little expressions were incredibly vivid. Her peach blossom eyes were captivating, her eyebrows were expressive, and the aura she exuded was impossible to ignore, giving people the feeling that "my mother is right."
Looking at her haughty little expression and hearing her possessive words, He Tingchuan felt his ears burning uncontrollably.
This woman.......
Yun Jin raised an eyebrow triumphantly, feeling much better after teasing the other person, and even found her clothes more pleasing to the eye: "This one is nice, I'll keep it. I'd also like to try on that plaid one."
Even plaid patterns in this era are usually limited to black, white, gray, and brick red. Yun Jin chose brick red, and because of her fair skin, it didn't make her look old-fashioned.
It won't look too dark either.
The original owner didn't have any decent clothes, so Yun Jin planned to buy a couple more to wear in rotation.
He Tingchuan, the regimental commander, earns a salary of over eighty yuan a month, along with various coupons, including a considerable amount of cloth coupons. He had been keeping them all this time, but now that he's not using them, wouldn't that be a boon for Feng Qianqian in the future?
After marrying He Tingchuan, Feng Qianqian never had to worry about money in the book.
Yun Jin can't be as foolish as the original owner. They're already sleeping in the same room, yet she still insists on sharing the money with He Tingchuan. She should spend what she needs to spend. If she doesn't spend it, someone else will, so she might as well spend it on herself.
He Tingchuan casually picked up the brick-red coat that Yun Jin had her eye on. It was one of the few fabric colors among black, gray, and blue, and it sold very well; there was only one left in the mall.
Yun Jin tried it on, but her belly was too big, and it was a bit too tight.
Everyone is thin these days, so clothes are made to be small to save on fabric.
Yun Jinren looks thin, but her belly is quite large, and she can't button up her clothes at all.
Winter is coming soon. When it gets cold, won't my stomach get cold if I leave my clothes on?
For the Chinese people, who would cover their belly button with a single leaf if there were only one leaf left in the world, their stomachs must not get cold.
The belly button is even more so.
"It's too small!" Yun Jin said regretfully as she took it off.
He Tingchuan asked the sales clerk, "Do you have any larger sizes?"
The saleswoman, who had been confronted by He Tingchuan, was much more obedient now: "This is the only one. It's not suitable for pregnant women anyway. Why don't you look at something else? We don't have any in our mall. Don't you know your own body shape?"
Before Yun Jin could speak, He Tingchuan's expression darkened. He said to the sales clerk next door, "Go tell you that someone surnamed He is looking for him."
The sales clerk, who had been speaking in a sarcastic tone, panicked: "You...you know our manager?"
He Tingchuan sneered: "Not only do we know each other, but we're also in the same trench."
The sales clerk's expression changed drastically. Realizing that they were indeed not to be trifled with, she immediately apologized: "Comrade He, I apologize, I admit my mistake. It's all my fault for not knowing how to speak properly. Could you please let this go?"
Ignoring her apology, He Tingchuan turned to Yun Jin, who was pretending to choose clothes, and asked, "What do you think?"
When Yun Jin was called out, she rolled her eyes at the saleswoman's ingratiating smile: "I want to see her boss."
He Tingchuan nodded: "Okay, go and call Liu Sanchen over."
They even knew their boss's name. The saleswoman, who was instructed by He Tingchuan, gave the mean saleswoman a "good luck" look and scurried off to find her boss.
I've always advised her not to be so aggressive. Even though they're sales clerks, they're not superior to anyone else. They shouldn't yell at people who come to buy clothes and fabrics. Now look what's happened! She's kicked the iron plate!
Seeing her arch-rival leave, the mean saleswoman panicked. Knowing that Yun Jin was the one who made the decision, she immediately tried to please her, saying, "Sister-in-law likes this dress, doesn't she? I'll go and see if there's any left in stock."
Yun Jin didn't say anything, but watched as she deliberately searched under the counter, took out the clothes she had hidden beforehand, and eagerly brought them over: "Sister-in-law, try this on, I guarantee you can wear it."
Yun Jin chuckled: "Didn't we talk about the goods?"
"No one else has it, but if you like it, sister-in-law, I'll definitely have it." The shrewish saleswoman smiled obsequiously. "Sister-in-law, please forgive my rudeness. It's all because I'm clumsy with words and offended you. When the manager comes later, could you perhaps..."
Yun Jin smiled and retorted, "No, I'm a pregnant woman with a big belly, and I'm petty. I know myself very well, don't you think?"
The sarcastic salesperson: "..."
Meanwhile, the sales clerk who went to see the manager had already arrived at the manager's office: "Manager Liu, a soldier surnamed He wants to see you and asks you to go to the store."
Liu Sanchen frowned: "What does it look like?"
"He looks tough and serious, not someone to mess with. It seems Comrade Zhao said something that upset him. I'm asking the store manager to go check on him!" The sales clerk took the opportunity to explain.
Liu Sanchen had a bad feeling: "Could it be He Tingchuan? Why would that person come here to buy clothes, especially women's clothes?"
"My brother Chuan doesn't have that kind of free time. He's always at the training ground, either training the soldiers or himself. He's called Brother Chuan for a reason." Liu Sanchen denied that the person who came was He Tingchuan.
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he only knew one person with the surname He.
Undeterred, Liu Sanchen asked as he left, "Is his surname He or He?"
The sales clerk rolled her eyes inwardly: "The store manager will know once he goes to see for himself. Anyway, he looks like someone you don't want to mess with. Even though he's not wearing a military jacket, just look at his demeanor. He's not an ordinary soldier."
With that slim waist and long legs, and that imposing aura, he must be a military officer!
As for the pregnant woman, it's not Zhao Tingting's fault; she did look a bit like a beggar.
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