The stalls in the supply and marketing cooperative are one after another, with many selling clothes, and they are arranged neatly.
Along the way, there are brightly colored ready-made clothes and brightly colored skirts.
Zhao Qingsong looked more seriously than Li Rong. He pulled Li Rong to stop in front of a stall. He said to the salesperson: "Comrade, please take off that skirt and let us take a look, okay?"
Zhao Qingsong is a good-looking man. He is coming to the provincial capital today and he is wearing the black trousers and white shirt that Li Rong made for him. At first glance, he looks like a city dweller."
Next to her, Li Rong has bright eyes and white teeth. She is wearing a fashionable and decent shirt. Her face looks like she belongs to a wealthy family.
When the salesperson saw the big customer, he smiled broadly and said, "Okay, I'll get it for you."
The slender bamboo pole held up the skirt that Zhao Qingsong was interested in.
The skirt is a skirt and the material is denim.
Zhao Qingsong asked Li Rong if he liked it.
Li Rong didn't expect to see denim material here, so she grabbed it and rubbed it. It was hard, just that kind of old-fashioned denim material, and the skirt was made of a large A-line shape, with a ten centimeter opening on the side.
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The workmanship and fabric of this skirt are both good. Li Rong thought of the retro denim skirts of later generations and couldn't help but sigh that fashion is reincarnation.
But she wasn't stupid. Of course, she couldn't praise this skirt in front of the salesperson. She shook her head: "It's okay."
Zhao Qingsong asked the price.
The denim skirt is a new product, and all female students like it, but the price is high, and not many people buy it. The salesperson is getting ready to get off work, and of course he will not miss the opportunity to place an order when he sees a big customer.
First, I complimented the dress a lot, and then quoted the price.
Li Rong glanced at Zhao Qingsong, and suddenly felt that he was just a stupid person with a lot of money. Seeing that he was about to open his mouth, she stretched out her hand and pulled Zhao Qingsong's sleeves, and said: "I think it's normal, and I can't wear it now."
These tight-fitting pants have a tight waistband. You can’t wear them a few times after buying them, so you have to save them until next year.”
If you wear them next year, they will all be old models, so why spend a lot of money to buy them now and then wear them next year?
If it was still early, the salesperson would still chat with Li Rong for a few words. Now that she was about to get off work, she wanted to place an order and get off work, so she spoke more urgently and said: "This skirt is not expensive, do you want to buy it or not?"
, don’t waste time.”
The salesperson was a girl who was a few years older than Li Rong. Seeing that Zhao Qingsong was a little lame when walking and looked a little disgusted, and Li Rong's attitude was unclear, she thought that these two people were here to show off.
Seeing her like this, Li Rong didn't want to say anything more. There were so many stalls selling clothes, why should she be ignored here.
She said: "Let's go to another house and have a look."
After saying that, regardless of the furious expression on the salesperson's face, he pulled Zhao Qingsong to the counter next door.
Denim skirts are probably a popular style recently, almost every counter has the same skirt.
After not walking far, Li Rong was greeted by an enthusiastic aunt.
Although the clothes sellers in the supply and marketing cooperatives are state-owned units, the salespersons responsible for the sales will also receive corresponding commissions. The eldest sister is very enthusiastic.
He gave her the skirt that Li Rong was looking at just now and enthusiastically promoted:
"Girl, let me tell you, this skirt is very popular now. You see that you are tall and pretty, so it will look good on you. Many female students have come to buy from me. I sold them all today.
Several of them went out."
Li Rong shook her head: "This skirt does not have an elastic waist, so it is easy to pinch and will be uncomfortable to wear in the future."
Zhao Qingsong remembered that Li Rong couldn't wear this kind of clothes when she was pregnant, so he said, "Would you like to buy something looser? It will be more comfortable to wear if you have a big belly in the back."
The salesperson was someone who had been here before, so she guessed it as soon as she heard it, and asked in a low voice: "Is it ready?"
She immediately picked some maternity dresses made of soft fabrics: "Come on, girl, look at these pieces. This wide waist is tailor-made for the future."
The aunt was particularly patient with Li Rong, and finally the two of them negotiated a suitable price and bought two light-colored long skirts.
Zhao Qingsong led her along Li Rong Road without even looking at the sign. There was a sign with the word "Photography" written on it. Li Rong guessed that it was a photo studio.
The photo studio is part of the supply and marketing cooperative. Li Rong stopped and said, "Let's go in and take pictures."
Zhao Qingsong followed her gaze and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay."
It was Li Rong's first time to experience this old-fashioned photography. The camera made an exposure sound like an explosion, and the picture was frozen. It was considered a good shot.
She found it novel and fun, and finally met him. Zhao Qingsong took her to take a few more photos.
Taking photos is quite expensive, just three yuan for a few photos.
If Mother Zhao knew about it, she would have to worry about money again. Three yuan can buy several meals of pork.
The photographer said that there have been so many people coming to take photos recently and it takes a few days for the photos to be developed.
"Ah?" Li Rong thought she would get it later, and now she was ready to go home. She was about to give some money and ask the master to send it back then.
Zhao Qingsong said: "It's okay. I have to go to the provincial capital again in a few days. I'll pick it up then."
Neither of them said anything about coming to the provincial capital today. There was no need. They went back that day anyway.
It was completely dark when we got home, and Zhao's mother and the others didn't come over to ask, thinking that they simply went to the county hospital for a physical check-up.
Because of the early pregnancy, both Li and Rong were very careful. Zhao Qingsong didn't want Li Rong to be too tired. In addition, due to Li Rong's sudden pregnancy reactions, Li Rong's braised pork business was suspended again.
Li Rong paid He Xing her wages, and took the wages from Zhao Qingliu to help her make buns and snacks, and also brought a bag of toffee. She couldn't go to someone else's house empty-handed.
Since Zhao Qingliu moved to a new house, they have not seen each other for a while. Li Rong is considered a benefactor to her, lending her money to build a house.
So when Li Rong gave her more than 100 yuan, saying it was wages for doing work for her, Zhao Qingliu was stunned: "Ah? There is still wages? No, no, no."
Zhao Qingliu originally regarded it as a job to help her, and never thought that there would be wages.
She said she didn't want anything.
Li Rong persuaded her to accept: "Sister, if you don't want it, I won't be able to ask you to help with work in the future. Besides, I can also make a lot of money doing this. If you have money, we can make it together. Just take it."
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Zhao Qingliu pursed his lips: "Well, didn't I give you a few hundred yuan in settlement before? Let's deduct this hundred yuan from it, just like paying back some money first."
Li Rong smiled: "Take this and that money. You borrowed it from Zhao Qingsong. What's his is his, and what's mine is mine. When you have money, you can pay it back to him. I'm going back home first.
Waiting for me to cook."
Li Rong persuaded Zhao Qingliu, gave Zhao Qingliu money, stood up and left.