Wearing to the 70s: Mr. Rough Man, Please Spare Me

Early in the morning, I listened to the announcement on the radio that tomorrow was the day of the autumn harvest.

This also means that An Xin will not be able to go to the county for about a month.

Fortunately, a few days ago, she had mailed away all the clothes and bacon, and there was a letter accompanying her, but there was nothing written in it, just keep it safe and don't read it.

She didn't say anything about Dou Xiao. It was her own business, and there was no need to tell An's parents, An's mother, who she had never met before.

From now on, she will mail things to them every new year and festival, even as a feedback from this body.

Speaking of which, the postage at this time was really expensive, almost catching up with the cost of the items, but fortunately she could afford it.

That day, she made some free space and made more than 1000 yuan. She now has more than 3000 yuan in savings.

But she still had to make a trip to the county town today.

In the past few days, Fang Ping and the others have made these 20 skirts one after another.

In order to make money, they worked hard, day and night. Fortunately, they worked so hard, otherwise they probably wouldn't be able to sell it after a month.

She put her skirt into the space and went out. At this time, Dou Xiao happened to walk over.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then walked towards the brigade.As a result, we found a car full of people.

Come on, I heard that the autumn harvest was coming, so I went to the county to buy it in advance.

Driving Tie Liaoda towards the county.

As soon as I got out of the car, I met the man's apologetic eyes: "Xin'er, you take a walk around here first, and I'll come find you when I'm done."

Don't worry, that's just right.No need to make excuses, he waved his hand: "It's okay, I just happen to have something to do, so everyone can go about their own business and meet here when the time comes."

After saying that, An Xin left.

She found a public restroom and changed into one of her skirts and shoes. She was carrying a cloth bag in her hand. This cloth bag was specially made by An Xin for Fang Ping to use the leftover fabric.

Originally, An Xin wanted Feng Xue to help, but after thinking about it, it still wasn't right.

The family has cloth and craftsmanship, and can make it by themselves. Isn’t it just a poor family that sells it to her?

Let Duoduo help sell it. This is a women's skirt. There are very few young girls going to the black market. They don't know the year of the monkey and the month of the horse when they sell it. Spring and Autumn are short in the north.

So she wanted to sell it herself.

An Xin walked leisurely down the street, attracting envious glances from passers-by, and of course some were jealous.

She didn't pay any attention and just walked on by herself.

But I saw a girl walking towards An Xin. She looked familiar, but I didn't think about it.

"Hello, we meet again." The man greeted skillfully.

But An Xin still didn't think about it until she pointed to the watch on her hand.

Only then did An Xin suddenly realize: "You are Xiaomei from that department store, right?"

Listening to An Xin still remembering herself, Chen Xiaomei beamed: "Yes, yes, my name is Chen Xiaomei," and then cautiously, "This dress of yours is so beautiful. Can you tell me which tailor made it?"

Hearing this, An Xin smiled and said, "My mother specially mailed these clothes from Kyoto. They are not available here."

When Chen Xiaomei heard this, her face immediately fell.

She was going on a blind date in two days and was worried about not having anything to wear, so when she saw An Xin's clothes, she asked shamelessly.

Unexpectedly, it was not made by a tailor here, hey!

"However, my mother was afraid that I would have no clothes to wear, so she mailed several items at once. If you want them, I can give them to you." An Xin whispered.

Chen Xiaomei's eyes suddenly lit up, and then she whispered: "Really? That's great. How much does it cost?"

"Xiaomei, let's go. We finally met and we have to get together." An Xin said, holding Chen Xiaomei's hand and whispering to her, "This is not the place to talk!"

Chen Xiaomei nodded: "Okay, let's go to my house. My house is nearby."

I came to her house with peace of mind.

This is a tube building with two bedrooms and one living room. I guess there are not many sisters in Chen Xiaomei's family, maybe she is the only one.

An Xin took the opportunity to move Space's skirt into the cloth bag, and then took out the skirt from the cloth bag.

"See if there's anything you like?" An Xin took out a total of 6 skirts this time.

"Yeah, this bag of yours is really big. I thought there were only two pieces in it, but your dress is so pretty. I don't even know how to choose?"

Chen Xiaomei started comparing the skirts one by one. She couldn't put it down with each one. Sometimes she would sigh, and sometimes she would smile.

"How do you sell these dresses?"

"If you like it, just pay the original price, which is 12 yuan. Who asked my mother to mail me so much?" An Xin said helplessly.

Chen Xiaomei's eyes widened when she heard this. It was a bit expensive, but this dress really suited her liking.

Especially since I heard that this dress was mailed from Kyoto, the price is not unacceptable. After all, postage costs money.

Finally gritted his teeth, held up the skirt in his hand and said, "Then I want these two skirts."

Just as he was about to take out the money, he handed it to An Xin.

Then they heard someone knocking on the door, and both of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak.

"Xiaomei, open the door. I just saw you coming back. It's me, Cheng Zi."

Chen Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief, "This is my good friend since childhood, don't worry." Then she went to open the door.

An Xin stuffed the rest of the skirt into the bag, but actually moved it to the space, just in case.

Fortunately, I was overthinking it, and people came here for the skirt An Xin was wearing.

After Chen Xiaomei opened the door, she saw a fashionably dressed girl walking in.

As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't put it down and touched the skirt on An Xin's body, and said bluntly: "Sister, your skirt is so beautiful. It must not be from our county. I am a person who goes shopping in department stores every day."

An Xin said what he said before again.

"My dear, do you still have some? You can sell them to me." Na Chengzi asked.

It turns out that Chengzi planned to wrap up the remaining four skirts, but Xiaomei changed her mind when she saw it, so now one person divides the three skirts.

When An Xin was leaving, the one named Cheng Zi also said that next time her mother mails nice and fashionable clothes, she will send them here.

Unexpectedly, 6 pieces were sold in one go, which was an unexpected surprise.

As she walked, she arrived at the entrance of the cinema, and couldn't help but think that she and Dou Xiao hadn't seen the movie yet.

"Hey, Xu Zhi, why do you keep looking at me?" A arrogant female voice sounded.

"Jiaojiao, I...no, I just..." The man named Xu Zhi was at a loss.

"Huh! I've seen it all. Your eyes are almost glued to her. I'll tell my dad later." The girl stamped her feet and said angrily.