Song Zhaozhao and Song Tingting were pulled over by a small stall owner. When they walked over and took a look, they turned out to be selling gold and silver beads and hairpins.

This stall owner really has a lot of gold and pearl hairpins, including palace ribbons, step-shaped necklaces, necklaces, flower necklaces, forbidden steps, Huasheng, forehead wipes, etc., all of which are dazzling.

"You two ladies, come and take a look at our jewelry."

Song Tingting originally came to buy these things, and when she got to the stall, she started picking them up. Although Song Zhaozhao was about to come out, Song's mother gave her some scraps of silver, but these little girl's things are not worth it to her now.

He said that he was not interested at all. With these scraps of money, he might as well think of ways to earn more money with the only money he had.

"How about this?"

“This is not bad either.”

"This is beautiful."

"Zhaozhao, look!"

"..."

Song Tingting tried on the jewelry over and over again, changing countless pieces of jewelry. Song Zhaozhao could only respond with a smile and nod, taking advantage of the situation to take another look at the layout and specifications of the stalls in the city to prepare for her subsequent visit to the city.

Song Zhaozhao looked around. The stall he was in now was a stall for various types of jewelry. Next to it were some calligraphy and paintings, followed by candied chestnuts, candied haws, and big steamed buns...

It seems that this stall cannot be set up casually. If you want to do a good job, you must first leave this more competitive stall, so that you can earn more money.

"This is for you."

Song Zhaozhao was thinking about how to set up the stall when he suddenly felt something stuck in his hair. After touching it, he discovered that it was the hairpin that Song Tingting had just inserted into her hair.

"Cousin, this...?"

"Zhaozhao, I saw that you didn't even look at it for a long time, so I picked one for you. Look, this hairpin suits you. It's clean and simple but not lacking in its gorgeous beauty. It suits you very well. Take a look."

Song Tingting said and brought the bronze mirror in front of Song Zhaozhao.

"It's quite beautiful, but..."

Song Zhaozhao said and wanted to take off the hairpin. It wasn't that she didn't like it, but she really didn't want to spend more of her meager money on it. She was afraid that she would not sink even if she fell into the river again.

Go down.

But what Song Zhaozhao didn't expect was that as soon as Song Zhaozhao's hand touched the hairpin and he wanted to pull it out, Song Tingting stopped him.

"Cousin?" Song Zhaozhao looked at Song Tingting in surprise.

What Song Zhaozhao never expected was what Song Tingting would do next.

Song Tingting smiled, and her clean and thorough smile attracted Song Zhaozhao to her.

"Zhaozhao, I know you want to say that you don't need this and you don't like this, but Zhaozhao, my cousin can see that you like it and you want this hairpin."

"Cousin, what do you mean?"

"I also know that you resent my mother and hate my father, which is why we two sisters are so divided."

"Cousin?" Song Tingting said Song Zhaozhao more and more confused.

"What I want to say is, I give you this hairpin today as an apology for what my mother and father have done to my second uncle and second aunt over the years. How about that?"

"this……"

Song Tingting's sudden appearance made Song Zhaozhao at a loss.

"Zhaozhao, you won't forgive your cousin and still want your uncle and aunt, right?"

Song Tingting's eyes are watery, which makes people feel sad when they see her.

"Cousin, I didn't mean that."

"Okay, then you'll forgive me." Song Tingting laughed, "Boss, I'll give you some money."

At this point, Song Zhaozhao had no choice but to accept the hairpin, and Song Tingting inserted the hairpin for herself.

Forget it, don’t give up what you got for free. Regardless of what the uncle’s family is planning, I, Song Zhaozhao, will not be afraid if the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth!

After leaving the stall, Song Zhaozhao and Song Tingting walked into a fabric store. There were all kinds of gorgeous fabric samples in bright colors. After Song Zhaozhao entered, he seemed out of place. People passing by couldn't help but look at it.

How many glances did she take?

But what Song Zhaozhao didn't know was that the reason why passers-by looked at her was not because she was out of place in the fabric industry, but because the novel style of her skirt made everyone stop.

"Zhaozhao, you look at it first, I'll go in and try on this piece of fabric."

"Why……"

Before Song Zhaozhao had time to agree, Song Tingting took a piece of dark red and gorgeous fabric and walked in.

Song Zhaozhao had nothing to do, and looked at these colorful, rich and gorgeous fabrics. Although he liked them very much in his heart, he had a poor pocket, so it was better not to see them.

"Miss, please wait a moment."

Just as Song Zhaozhao was about to walk out, he was pulled by a girl.

I saw this woman's light-colored skirt with silver edges, a water-colored gauze belt that graced her waist, and a long skirt with violet colored hibiscus trailing to the floor, narrowed at the waist, and sleeves. Embroidered on the cuffs were

The elegant orchid highlights the fingers that look like peeled onions, and the pink lips are glowing with crystal color, gently curved into a beautiful arc. The jade-like earlobes have light blue tassels, which are light and casual.

It can dance slowly with a little wind.

At first glance, she looks like a young lady from a wealthy family.

"What's the matter?" Although Song Zhaozhao was confused, he still asked out of politeness.

"I just wanted to ask, which tailor did you get your dress made at?"

The woman's voice was so gentle and she had a smile on her face, which made people very fond of her.

Song Zhaozhao lowered his head and looked at his clothes. There was no colorful floral dress, just a narrow-sleeved shirt. Apart from the novelty of the style, it didn't have any redeeming features, right?

"Are you talking about...what I'm wearing now?" Song Zhaozhao asked dubiously.

The woman nodded: "Of course!"

"This... I modified it randomly at home, not from any tailor."

"You changed it yourself!" the woman's voice rose a bit.

Song Zhaozhao nodded.

"Then can you change my dress too? The style of your dress is really beautiful, I like it very much."

"this……"

"Don't worry, I will pay you with the highest tailor's money. I will provide the fabrics, sewing and thread."

Song Zhaozhao looked at the girl's smile and couldn't bear to refuse. When he came and heard the money, Song Zhaozhao's heart immediately beat.

"Oh well."

"Great, then tell me your home address and I will send you the fabric." The woman's smile made people approach her very easily.

"It's better not to use it. My home is outside the city. How about I pick it up myself tomorrow?"

"That's fine. Just go to the pharmacy opposite and find me there."

"Okay, then what should I call you?"

"My surname is Lu, you can just call me Jin Mo."

"Miss, a patient is here."

"Coming."
Chapter completed!