As soon as a big slit opened in his clothes, Zhang Qing couldn't wait to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Look, who said your clothes can't be slit? I clearly made a big slit in it!"
As soon as Zhang Qing finished speaking, she felt something was wrong. Why didn't anyone around her agree with her? Instead, they all looked at her as if they were a fool.
Xie Jiaci chuckled and said, "It sounds like farting."
"You are using the strength of breastfeeding. Even a big cotton-padded jacket should be scratched by you. What's more, this is just an ordinary skirt. It will only be a problem if it cannot be scratched."
The people around him also had the same idea, and their eyes on Zhang Qing became very unfriendly.
"That's right. She has already grown fat and yet she put in so much effort. It's no wonder she's not bad!"
"I've made custom-made clothes at Lu Ji's before. When I got home, even my man complimented me on how beautiful my clothes were, and they looked like new even after I've worn them for so long. I don't believe they would cut corners."
More and more people spoke for Lu Qingqing. Zhang Qing's face became redder and redder, and she argued without confidence:
"You all spoke for her. You must have received some benefits from her. I don't believe it. Don't be deceived by them."
Mrs. Xie couldn't control her violent temper immediately and rushed up to ask:
"Hey, little girl, why don't you learn well at such a young age? How come we, Qingqing, have offended you and you insist on framing her?"
"Let me tell you, all the clothes we made for you were redundant. Our good intentions were not repaid. Our beautiful clothes were wasted in vain. Bring them to me!"
Mrs. Xie snatched the clothes back from Zhang Qing's hand. She felt unlucky to hold the clothes in Zhang Qing's hands.
Lu Qingqing watched Mrs. Xie stand up for her, and waves of warmth surged through her heart.
Mrs. Xie and Xie Jiaci are both very warm and warm people, and they will always stand behind her and support her unconditionally.
Lu Qingqing put her arms around Old Mrs.
"Hey, my eldest grandson is hungry? Grandma took us Dongdong to have some food."
Mrs. Xie was still upset at first, but there was no one as big as her great-grandson, so she immediately put the clothes back into Lu Qingqing's hands, took Dongdong's hand and went home to cook and eat.
Lu Qingqing took the clothes in his hand and looked at Zhang Qing with narrowed eyes:
"You said it was my clothes that broke when you put them on, but you just tried it yourself. The fabric and the way I sewed it will only appear if you use a lot of force to deliberately scratch it.
Break."
"Also, everyone, please take a look," Lu Qingqing raised the clothes and let everyone take a look.
"The wound she said she made by herself is also very neat. A normal person can see that it was a scratch. There is absolutely no way it could have been opened by herself!"
"Hey, it's true. With such a big hole and so neat and tidy, how could it possibly collapse on its own? I don't believe it!" Old Mrs. Hu sighed among the crowd.
Lu Qingqing heard Mrs. Hu's voice and looked at her with a smile. Unexpectedly, she inadvertently saw two people hiding further away through Mrs. Hu.
They were Xiaohua's parents, Zhao Ju and Cao Guoxiang, who were almost kidnapped when they went out to play with Dongdong.
The two men were sneaking behind the crowd, and it was obvious at a glance that something was wrong.
These two people were her mortal enemies. If they only wanted to watch the fun, they would never hide behind and watch secretly. They wished they could stand at the front and watch Lu Qingqing's jokes.
Now it doesn't feel like watching a show, but like...
Sneaking around and waiting for a good show.
Lu Qingqing took one look and then quietly poked Xie Jiaci. Xie Jiaci was also a sharp-faced person. He saw the two people at a glance, raised an eyebrow, and quietly retreated from the crowd.
Here, the onlookers, led by Mrs. Hu, have begun to condemn Zhang Qing. Everyone even imagined the whole thing out of thin air:
"This little girl must have accidentally scratched her clothes after buying them back. She was afraid that the clothes would be scratched and she wouldn't be able to wear them anymore, so she came to someone else's place to touch porcelain, and she wanted someone else to give her a refund! Where in the world is this?
It’s such a sweet dream to have such a good thing!”
Seeing that the little girl had buried her head in her chest, she couldn't say a word.
But Lu Qingqing knew that things might not be that simple.
Lu Qingqing glanced at Zhang Qing, smiled at the people watching around him and said:
"Thank you all for coming to help me today. If you need to make clothes in the future, you can come to me and I will give you a discount!"
Everyone originally came here to watch the fun, but now that they heard that Lu Qingqing would give him a discount in the future, they all left with a happy smile. Even the people who were initially attracted by Zhang Qing to support the scene disappeared with the crowd.
No trace left.
In an instant, only Zhang Qing and Mrs. Hu were left at the door.
Mrs. Hu glanced at Zhang Qing, snorted coldly, and went in to talk to her old sister, Mrs. Xie.
As soon as the people around her dispersed, Zhang Qing lowered her head and tried to escape with the crowd. She was not skilled in doing bad things, and now she was exposed on the spot. She felt like she had no place to put her face.
Seeing that she was about to run away, Lu Qingqing reached out and grabbed her sleeve, "Stop!"
"You came to my house with all your teeth and talked nonsense, and now you are exposed and you are going to run away? Do you really think you don't have to pay the price for spreading rumors if your upper lip touches your lower lip?!"
Zhang Qing couldn't even lift his head after being told by Lu Qingqing. He stubbornly stood there with his neck hunched, motionless.
Lu Qingqing sneered and pushed her to look into the distance: "Look, do those two people know each other?"
Zhang Qing reluctantly looked up, but when he saw the faces of the two people controlled by Xie Jiaci, his whole body froze.
Zhao Ju is her distant cousin. A few days ago, she said that she would be given money to make a suit of clothes. However, after the clothes were finished, she had to find an excuse to damage them and let the clothes maker pay for them. After the work was completed, she would be given money again.
Fifteen dollars.
Zhang Qing was very happy to get fifteen yuan just by talking about making clothes. On the same day, he followed Zhao Ju's instructions and went to Lu Ji in Lu Qingqing to customize a dress.
She fell in love with the clothes immediately after they were made and was reluctant to scratch them. However, Zhao Ju saw that she was reluctant to let go, so she grabbed the clothes and cut them herself, so that Zhang Qing had to come to Lu Qingqing to cheat on her.
At this moment, seeing Zhao Ju and her man being controlled by Lu Qingqing's man, Zhang Qing felt that she was completely done with it. Her eyes turned red, she covered her face and squatted down to cry.
Her crying made Lu Qingqing even more speechless. She was the one who did the wrong thing in the first place. Can these two cries change the facts or can it make up for the wrong thing she did?
Lu Qingqing shouted towards Zhang Qing:
"Stop crying. Crying won't change the fact that you are here to spread rumors and blackmail me!"