Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Jiang Jianjun was very pleased with Zhao Lanxiang's change. Every day after get off work, he soaked in the kitchen to wash vegetables and cook. When the meal was ready, he urged Zhao Lanxiang to go home and eat.

His comrades said in private that the hard ice that had never melted on his face was like a melt, which was a rare event.

Jiang Jianjun heard only a bitter smile.Without going through those bad days, you would never know how precious normal Zhao Lanxiang is.The first thing he did when he came home from get off work was to go to Zhao Lanxiang. She was afraid that he would not pay attention to her, and she would not think about death.

The window sill was her favorite place to see. He didn't know why she stayed in that place. On a weekend, he told Zhao Lanxiang that he wanted to go out for entertainment.But in fact, he closed the door gently, hiding himself in the hallway. He wanted to see what Zhao Lanxiang was doing when he was away.

So he saw that this woman has been sitting, standing, and lying on the window from the morning, from the rising sun to the setting sun, she did not move her position, even did not return her head, and did not know that the door at the house was scratched. Not locked at the end.

But as soon as she turned around, she could see him in the corridor.

She never discovered his existence.

Finally, Jiang Jianjun pretended to go home and called her, before she finally looked away.The look that looked back at him reflected the melting sun, with unspeakable loneliness and desolation.

Jiang Jianjun quickly contacted the master who installed the anti-theft net and sealed the windows of the house tightly so that he could relax.

After a long and severe winter, the children in the compound were in a huddle like flowers and butterflies, passing this joy and excitement to Zhao Lanxiang.The children troubled her upstairs to play together, and Zhao Lanxiang really went down.

She began to be cheerful and her appetite increased, and this precious heat saved her entire life.Perhaps it was she who placed her feelings for her child on this group of children.

When Jiang Jianjun called her home for dinner, she whispered in her ear and said, "Do you like children so much?"

"Let's have one later."

"I will protect it this time... let it be the happiest child."

He talked a lot and said a lot, he didn't wait for her response for a long time, he looked up at Zhao Lanxiang.

She looked at him with an ironic look, silently, indifferently, and moved away with a touch.

Jiang Jianjun had a blocked throat, he said, "Forget it..."

"If you don't want to...just eat..."

Zhao Lanxiang bowed his head and continued to eat without saying a word.Over the past six months, their exchanges have been pitiful, and Jiang Jianjun doesn't know what crazy he is. One day, he has such patience and perseverance to please a woman.And begging almost humbly.

Jiang Jianjun thinks he did something wrong and is trying to remedy it.She fell to this picture today, he should bear most of the reasons.

But he never thought that he might fall in love with her one day.

What is love, as long as the word is remembered, there is no shadow in his mind.Whether it is a family that has been separated from each other when they were young, or a feeling that they can't help but grow up with.He was only accompanied by a younger sister, an old cat and a cold nanny at home.He has long been accustomed to the cold feelings between husband and wife, just like his parents.

Even the good ideas about family that I once had were in the first love.But this relationship finally broke down. He followed the advice of his parents and chose a wife suitable for marriage.Work hard and get together the same.He thought this was the norm, which military sister-in-law did not survive this way, and the time spent alone was always longer than that of two people.

Although he did not have love for her in the past sixteen years, he had a family relationship.

She became like this, really not what he wanted.But she became like this, he blamed.

Jiang Jianjun waited for her to answer, but she hadn't spoken for a long time or looked up at him again. He said sadly, "Eat, you love fish."

"I deliberately learned to make fish with the chef in the cafeteria. You can eat more in the future."

Zhao Lanxiang quickly grabbed two bites of rice, and quickly returned to the house.

She is now back to normal and she is not willing to sleep with him. Instead, she closes the study next door and sleeps by herself.Jiang Jianjun also did not force her. The double bed was very large and she only shrunk in a very small corner, curled up holding her head, and could not sleep well.When she let herself sleep alone, she was able to unwind.

She said: "I have been sleeping alone for many years."

"Not used to having others."

Jiang Jianjun feels that she is like a walking hedgehog, and is specially designed to hurt his heart and make him uncomfortable.

Every sentence can evoke his guilt, no woman is as powerful as her.

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you alone, I will clean it up for you."

But Zhao Lanxiang quickly pulled out a few planks, which was a canopy bed they bought when they got married.At first Jiang Jianjun slept with her in a separate room. Later, the room was separated, and the bed was not thrown away. It was split into wooden boards and stored in lockers.In this way, Zhao Lanxiang used the dismantled wooden planks to set up a bed three times, five times and two times. She cleaned the plank bed systematically, laid the blankets, and put the quilt on the quilt, with a clean and powerful movement.

When she was carrying a bed board that was bigger than her alone, her expression was calm, her strength looked great, and her movements were very fast, as if every day when the man was not at home, she was such a person who spent busy and strong.

Jiang Jianjun looked at her with such a powerful and hard look, her throat rolled, and her chest was a little uncomfortable.

Some things are like a switch, everything is safe without turning on, and after pressing down, it seems like a flood of a dike, exposing the dusty things.

Jiang Jianjun has never dared to look back in the past these days. As long as he thinks about it in his mind, the whole person is not feeling well.

"good night."

He stared at the Wanjia lights outside the window, and then looked at her quiet sleep, and the first time he tasted a full stomach, he could not speak at a loss.

Why did it become like this.

...

Jiang Jianjun was actively looking for a cure for Zhao Lanxiang. She once took her to a psychiatrist, and she did have severe depression.After the spring comes, the children in the compound have gone to school one after another, taking away the excitement and taking away her joy.

In the end, the older chubby left because of hukou reasons did not drop out of school, has been staying in the courtyard did not go to school.

Jiang Jianjun can almost imagine what her life will look like when the fat man is gone.

He began to look for things that could divert her attention, and the idea of ​​giving her another child was frantically taking root in his heart.

They are not too young. If the child can keep them, they are also considered "old age" parents.If you don't need children in the past few years, there will be no chance in the future.

But Jiang Jianjun took her for a physical examination, and after seeing the results of the examination, his brain exploded violently, dizzy.

The attending gynecologist doctor said carefully: "Comrade Zhao's physical condition was not very good, and with this birth, the child's month was too big, which hurt her. She is not too young now, and she belongs to a senior mother... …The risk of fertility is great."

"It is recommended not to have children."

Jiang Jianjun took a case and took a few deep breaths by the window, his eyes blurred when he looked into the distance.

He somewhat understands why Zhao Lanxiang always loves to look into the distance, because when facing the scenery, people can cry without scruples.No one will laugh at your vulnerability, and no one will find out.With tears in his eyes, looking at Wanjia's lights was like a pair of affectionate eyes.

The man didn't flick with tears, but he didn't reach his heart.He lost his child forever and robbed her of her motherhood.

Jiang Jianjun tore the case silently and asked the doctor to rewrite it.With this "forged" case, he calmly went to Zhao Lanxiang with a faint smile.

"The doctor said your body is recovering well."

"The diet should be balanced in the future. Eat more meat and more protein-rich foods, and you will soon recover."

There were a lot of people on the street. The city center was crowded with people. The lanterns were blazing and even fireworks were displayed. Jiang Jianjun was unconscious when he came, but when he finished the inspection and drove home, he felt the festive atmosphere.It turned out to be Mid-Autumn Festival...

He bought a bouquet of roses at the roadside flower shop and handed it to Zhao Lanxiang's arms.

"It's for you. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. How about we go back to my parents for a meal?"

He paused for a moment, saw Zhao Lanxiang shaking his head, and smiled bitterly: "Well, then let's eat at home."

He called home to inform his parents not to go home for the holidays, and went to the food market to buy a lot of vegetables, preparing to make a sumptuous dinner.

After a year of practice, he has been able to make a few decent dishes. Although the taste is not as good as the half that she made, it can always create a festive atmosphere.It took him an hour and a half to make fish-flavored eggplant, beef stew with radish, braised carp, sweet and sour pork ribs, sour bamboo soup, fried water spinach.A few dishes were served, and the food was average, but it was hot and had a homely taste.

Jiang Jianjun set up the tableware, but he remembered that there was still something missing.

"You eat Lanxiang first, the moon cakes were distributed by the holiday unit, I forgot to take them back. I will go back as soon as I go."

Zhao Lanxiang responded to him rarely and nodded.

Jiang Jianjun quickly ran to get his moon cakes, holding a box of moon cakes in one hand, heavy, through the moon cake packaging, he seemed to smell the sweet and sweet taste of moon cakes inside.

He quickly returned to the family downstairs and walked to their house.

The door was open, and the strong smell of the rice came out.But he clearly remembered that the door of the house was closed when he went.

Jiang Jianjun, who came from the Scouts, frowned.

"Lanxiang, I'm back..."

After being calm for a long time, he heard the quarrel in the room, or his mother's voice.

"Why do you deceive us, if you don't find out today, do you want to hide for a lifetime?"

Mother Jiang's calm voice revealed a sublime reprimand, as if to teach the director of bad students.Although he didn't scold others, the scorn in his voice could not be concealed.

Jiang Jianjun took the key and opened the door of the study, falling down in his heart.He saw her face whitish, and at that moment he barely dared to look at Zhao Lanxiang's eyes.

He shouted to his mother: "Don't talk anymore!"

He pulled Zhao Lanxiang beside him, covering her ears.

The unbearable words continue, without the dirty words but like a sharp knife, which can cut through the blood.

"You just came back! Did you know that your daughter-in-law concealed your medical history? She has been unable to have children in her life, and can't have children anymore!"

"Your age is not small. Which child is about as old as you are not already in elementary school. You don't even have a child. She knows that she can't have children and still hides from you. She is deliberately letting the Jiang family die!"

"I can accept a daughter-in-law with hidden illnesses, but I must never forgive her for deliberate concealment!"

Mother Jiang said a lot in her heart, and at the end she was indignant and sentenced, "You don't need children, but do you know how many years we have been expecting our grandson?"

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly took Jiang Jianjun a bit, broke free of his arm, and ran quickly to pick up his luggage while arranging clothes into the bag indiscriminately, before Jiang Jianjun could stop her in the past, she had already ran out At the door, the slippers on the feet were too late to change.

Jiang Jianjun can actually catch up with her, but he did not retain her face, followed her all the way to her father-in-law's house.

He said, "Don't be sad."

"You have a few days of rest at your father-in-law's house, and I will pick you up after a while."

Zhao Lanxiang shook his hand away, but Jiang Jianjun still took her hand and did not let go.

She said quietly, "Let's divorce."

Jiang Jianjun touched the top of her head, "Don't say such things."

"We can live a lifetime, this is their idea, and it does not represent me."

...

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, He Songbai, who returned to G City, also went to the army to sway around. He watched Jiang Jianjun drive her to the hospital downstairs, watching them happily buy vegetables and return to the festival.

A cigarette fell all over the man's side. He stood and waited for two hours before finally going home to eat.However, at this time he saw Zhao Lanxiang running out with his luggage alone.

He Songbai's clear face flashed through a thick haze, and his heart was filled with anger.

Right now Jiang Jianjun was pulling with her forcibly. He Songbai's eyes were dull and he quickly made a call. "Well, it's me. That's right. Come to No. 120 West Street, xx Road, ten people."

When Jiang Jianjun was trying to stabilize Zhao Lanxiang's emotions, he was entangled in a group of savage hooligans.The violent storms fell on him,

Although Jiang Jianjun was able to be a good match, but the other party ran away after being beaten. He suffered a lot of losses and suffered several punches.Jiang Jianjun went to visit the Yue's house without hurting his face, and sent Zhao Lanxiang upstairs before driving back.

Not far away, He Songbai's elder brother rang again.There was a whine of whine in the communication tool of brick.

His calm voice with a touch of joy that couldn't be concealed, "Okay, don't howl, you will have your money."

He Songbai is actively collecting the Jiang family's criminal evidence, and the other side is also investigating the cause of Zhao Lanxiang's abortion.

He had to make everything clear before he could feel at ease.

Soon he found some eyebrows. On the day of Zhao Lanxiang's miscarriage, a woman named Fang Jing once visited the house. Shortly after she left, Zhao Lanxiang called for help.

It was originally intended to call Feng Lian, but there was no one at home on that day. The family phone rang a few times and then stopped.

He Songbai opened a factory to do business and trade. In a short period of time, "Xiangbai" rose rapidly, and the business was doing a great deal, causing trouble to follow.He took a portion of the profit to hire the veteran special forces and masters who worked hard to protect the company.

He directly asked someone to tie Fang Jing over, blindfolded her, and shut her up day and night, and the woman did everything.

He stepped on the woman's hand and crushed it hard.A photo was taken out of the secret place of the mezzanine of her wallet.

He Songbai's dull eyebrows seemed like a sudden flash of fire, with a smile on his face, and he said gently: "Isn't it alright if this photo is taken out earlier?"

He unfolded the folded photo and watched it with satisfaction.

Army Family Building.

Jiang Jianjun came home and changed his casual clothes. He was stabbed twice with a knife, leaving scratches on his arm.

He finished the medicine and looked at the carefully prepared meals on the table untouched.The moon cakes thrown away on the table were also uninterested, and the happy festival was messed up.

He ate cold dishes and soaked the rice with cold soup.The liveliness on the street and the coldness in the house formed a strong and sharp contrast, making Jiang Jianjun inevitably think about her, thinking about the countless festivals she should have lived in this room, but in the end was cold and deserted.

Jiang Jianjun wiped his face and silently finished a table of food alone.

...

In November, it enters the early winter.

After a hot autumn, the people on the street finally changed their thin clothes and put on their coats.

Zhao Lanxiang lived in her family for more than a month. Neither Feng Lian nor Zhao Yongqing asked her when she would go home and when she would stay.

Xiao Huzi is twenty years old and is studying in a police academy. He is tall and handsome.The skin is pure, but the academic performance is one of the best, and the skill is not bad.He stopped his parents' doubts and patted his chest to tell his sister.

"Sister, live with me in the future."

"When I graduate next year, my salary is enough to support you!"

The age difference between Xiaohuzi and his sister is very big. When he was young, his sister brought him by hand. He also followed his sister for many years.Xiaohuzi looked forward to his nephew for many years, and knew that his sister loved the children in her stomach.This time the child was aborted by foot-slipping wrestling. Little Huzi did not believe it.

When he was at home, he cooked for his sister and cooked her soup.He knew that she loved to eat sour things and made a lot of sour food for her.

Zhao Lanxiang looked at this younger brother, who was growing taller and gradually taking responsibility on his shoulders, with a lot of emotion.

She held Xiaohuzi's hand and said, "Where can I live with you all my life?"

"Xiao Huzi will also get married in the future. After a while, my sister will find a job and don't want you to feed. Your little salary is not enough for your parents to stop their teeth."

Xiao Huzi's clear and clean face climbed a touch of redness, and he touched the back of the head.

"I will work hard, solve many cases, get a lot of bonuses, and let you know that the police's dead salary can also feed you!"

He likes to chat with Zhao Lanxiang. Zhao Lanxiang doesn't know that he has revealed a lot of confidence to his brother, "Detective", when he chats at ordinary times.Xiao Huzi integrated these clues together, already out of anger.

Zhao Lanxiang told her younger brother that she slipped on the soles of the oil leaking from the kitchen, but the little tiger who knew her sister's nature knew that she would never let her beloved kitchen get a touch of oily smoke.How could the floor at that time have a pool of oil?

A month and a half later, when Jiang Jianjun came to Zhao Lanxiang again, Xiao Huzi pressed his sister: "Don't go out, I will talk to my brother-in-law."

Xiao Huzi led Jiang Jianjun to a remote boulevard not far from home. He had already greeted him before starting to say a few words.

Both of them are professionally trained. Xiaohuzi is in the best period of his life, and all the indicators of the body are at their peak.But Jiang Jianjun is a well-trained soldier after all. He is experienced and in his prime, and can win the little tiger with one hand.But he looked at his angry uncle, and gradually stopped fighting back, and soon fell off in the fight.

Xiao Huzi said: "You dare to fight back, I'm hitting you shameless people like you!"

"You told me clearly in person, how many years have you been entangled with that Fang Jing, do you know that she caused my sister to have a miscarriage?"

Xiao Huzi played exhausted with him. The whole person pressed him to the ground and patted his face with his palm. The young and handsome face revealed a fierce touch.

"My sister is a very kind person, and has never hurt anyone in this life. Gentle, beautiful and cultural..."

"If she doesn't marry you, she will be very happy."

He took a breath, and said to Jiang Jianjun: "You have caused her two children to disappear, and you still have a face to come to my Zhao family?"

Xiao Huzi loosened his collar, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and left with a cold face.

As he walked, he saw Zhao Lanxiang. She was pouring down under the umbrella, and she took out another umbrella from her arms.

"Hold it, don't get wet."

City g is such a warm and rainy place, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is always spent in the rainy season throughout the year.

Zhao Lanxiang came to Jiang Jianjun and asked him: "What are you doing today?"

"Decided, are you divorced?"

Jiang Jianjun lay on the wet lawn, like rain of water hitting his face, wet, and next a second big blue umbrella appeared on his head, covering him from the wind and rain.

Jiang Jianjun wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up quickly.

He looked at her, she still had no meat, still thin and weak, it might be that the news broke her heart.

He hugged Zhao Lanxiang hard, and his breath was short and panic. "Come home with me, Lanxiang?"

"I don't want to divorce, I can't live without you."

Seeing nothing for a month and a half, Jiang Jianjun became much more vicissitudes. His eyes were covered with tired bloodshot eyes, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his cheeks were covered with beards.Without the meticulous bravery of the past, a little more scrambled and unruly.His eyes were still handsome, and he begged humbly. His dark pupils, which were as bright as the deep sea, could make people feel weakened instantly.

Zhao Lanxiang said calmly, "If I let you send Fang Jing to jail, give my child a fair."

"Can you do it?"

She gave Jiang Jianjun the umbrella in her hand and opened another one herself, but Jiang Jianjun threw the umbrella in her hand.

There was stubbornness and madness on his face, and he held her waist tightly.

Jiang Jianjun said: "There have been a lot of things in the family recently. I have to deal with these messy housework before I can come to you."

"You are my wife, and this life will never change."

When there is one less person in a large room, it will be lonely and quiet.Especially after the excitement at work is gone, and then back to the cold and quiet house, this strong sense of loneliness will become stronger.

Jiang Jianjun looked at the silent house, and every place he saw would unconsciously emerge the figure of the hostess of this family.

She seemed to leave her thin shadow everywhere.

After Jiang Jianjun transferred his post, he commuted to get off work on time every day. The first thing he used to get home was to find Zhao Lanxiang.Washing vegetables and cooking, calling her to come back to dinner.Even if Zhao Lanxiang didn't speak, staying quietly in the house for dinner and reading would make the house lively.

When Jiang Jianjun cooks occasionally, she thinks about how she has learned to cook from clumsy to skilled in the past ten years.When sorting out the house, he will find that she is actually a person who loves life very much, the house is full of her breath, and all the delicate small objects carry her style.It belongs to him, and it is really light in this room.

But Zhao Lanxiang left, she left the divorce request, and left without a trace.

The little cat in the house just to please her, the new baby cat still hugged at his feet, whispered and asked him to get his wife back, but she never came back.As if he had been in such a hurry for seventeen years, only one lonely person remained.

Jiang Jianjun exhausted his patience, broke the final bottom line, and took the initiative to come to the Yue family and seek peace with his wife.His voice was very hoarse, and rarely included pleading and grievances.

"Come home with me."

Zhao Lanxiang continued to give him the umbrella in his hand, calmly repeating the sentence just now: "If you can send Fang Jing to the prison."

"If you can't do it, I will do it myself."

She ran back home under the heavy rain.

...

The days after Zhao Lanxiang returned home were actually not good.In the month of returning to her mother's house, her mother-in-law had come to see her twice, and Fang Jing had visited her once.

The mother-in-law said: "I shouldn't have forced him to fight the mandarin ducks in the first place, so he hurried to get the certificate to get married."

"I said something to you a while ago, Mom is sorry. But... please be considerate, we really want to hug my grandson. My dad and I are old, and we can't walk in a few years, eyes closed. I had been looking forward to seeing his children before. Which of our uncle Jiang's family hadn't embraced his grandchildren long ago, but when we built this army, the only Miaomiao, and even the children didn't have a shadow, my mother was cruel to be this wicked... If you want to complain, you will blame me."

Fang Jing said: "I'm sorry, I really like to build an army."

Of course, these two people were all blasted out by the little tiger son who was at home. He took a wand and hit Fang Jing with a stick. "It is illegal to destroy military marriages, don't you know?"

Zhao Yongqing also couldn't help but black face, smiled flirtatiously and said to mother Jiang: "Go to fight for the divorce application, approved my girl promised to sign in vain."

"Da Niu respects you as an elder and doesn't say anything serious. I will just say that one cannot rely on the old and sell the old, and be shameless! Walk slowly and don't send!"

After the father and son of Zhao's family took the people away, the family was silent.

Feng Lian covered her mouth with tears and said, "I knew it, I knew it would be like this..."

"It's my mother who concealed your condition. I want to give you a period of pure ears to rest. People can't forget this way. Have you never given birth to their family?"

"You have two children, they didn't protect you well, hurt you and make you sad. My poor girl."

She cried and hugged her daughter, almost sixty years old, tears.

Zhao Lanxiang originally thought that divorce was a relief for her, but at the moment, she felt terrible pain in her heart, and she was really guilty about her parents.

She touched Feng Lian's head, "Mother, don't be sad."

"I'm not sad anymore, really."

Zhao Lanxiang decided to go to her mother-in-law and simply talk to her about signing a divorce agreement.Mother-in-law, afraid of her disagreement, promised her 10,000 yuan compensation for two properties, Zhao Lanxiang looked at the divorce agreement carefully and asked lightly:

"Are you sure you really want me to sign?"

Mother Jiang nodded.

Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips calmly and quickly signed her name.

She gave her mother-in-law a deep look, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."

"Don't ever come to me again. At this point in the present, you will be cut off with two strokes, and the best is the best."

Zhao Lanxiang did not take the compensation from the Jiang family, but Jiang Musheng was afraid that she would talk nonsense without compensation. Zhao Lanxiang said lightly: "If you have to give it, just convert them into money and donate it to the poor children in the mountains."

"Remember to send me the credentials after donating."

She left a divorce agreement, picked up the package and walked out of the Jiang family decisively.

Zhao Lanxiang greeted the thin sunlight of winter, stretched out her hand to greet the warm light like gold mercury, squinted and raised her lips and smiled faintly.

In the corners she didn't know, there was always a thin man who watched her every move silently.

He smiled at her, and he smiled heartily, happy for her.

Because of his fragrant orchid, no matter what setbacks he encountered, he always brought warmth with him.

Don't be discouraged, don't give up.He waited for her to fly like a phoenix, proud and beautiful.

...

Zhao Lanxiang started planning to open his own clothing store. The clothing in the 1990s has developed very well, and textile factories are blooming everywhere.However, the quality of the products flowing on the market is uneven. Workers can hardly meet the needs of women who love beauty in order to catch up on work and performance.

Zhao Lanxiang took out his deposit and took a part out of the shop.

She took a look at a shop at the intersection of Sancha Road, and built many new types of neighborhoods nearby. Both the passenger flow and the purchasing power of the crowd are very impressive.This shop is difficult to get down, because the location is good, it is very sought-after, and the rent is definitely high.

But Zhao Lanxiang was wrong. When she went to find out the price, the shop owner Mr. Zeng said, "I'm going abroad."

"But I don't want to rent the store to the catering industry or other messy businessmen, and I hear you make clothes. I'm relieved. If you are willing to rent for five years at a time, you can rent it for 300 yuan a month."

Zhao Lanxiang was shocked when she heard the price.

Such a prosperous shop near the downtown area and a prominent location can be rented for only three hundred yuan, which is nothing short of unexpected for Zhao Lanxiang.Although cheap, Zhao Lanxiang did not dare to seek cheap.

She asked Xiao Huzi to help her inquire about the situation of Mr. Zeng. Xiao Huzi said: "I asked my colleague that this person did go through immigration procedures a few months ago. He is going to go abroad next month, it is estimated that it is urgent rent, and- "

A pair of peach-eyed eyes of Xiao Huzi glittered, "Maybe someone heard that you have a younger brother who is a policeman. I'm so relieved, so I rent it to you cheaply?"

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but screw him up.

"Okay, I know Xiaohuzi is very powerful. When the policeman's Xiaohuzi brought me a sister-in-law to come back and let us palm his eyes, that's really powerful."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huzi immediately counseled him. He said haha: "When you want to clean the pavement, remember to call me, I will bring a group of brothers to do your coolies for you."

Zhao Lanxiang responded with a smile.

Zhao Lanxiang was the first group of college students who resumed the college entrance examination that year. Because she had considered her husband's task all year round and was not at home, Zhao Lanxiang was afraid of being too leisurely and applied for the nearest university.After four years of study, her basic knowledge is solid.

Although she refused the job of national package allocation after graduation, she chose to be a full-time housewife.However, Zhao Lanxiang didn't usually relax. Every month, he designed clothes for the factory on time and tried to save his own small vault.Thanks to this wise decision that year, Zhao Lanxiang did not live too bleak after the divorce and still has the ability to feed herself.

She stayed a month and hurried to produce twenty sets of spring-style women's clothing. She turned the old calendar and calculated the auspicious date. The little "lanxiang" shop belonging to her soon opened.

On the first day of opening, her shop welcomed many people she knew well.

Zhao Lanxiang’s youngest aunt, Jiang Li, came. She arrogantly walked into the “Lanxiang” ready-to-wear store. She picked on the turtle hair and counted a bunch of problems with the spring skirt. But in the end, she picked the two most expensive sets and bought them.

Jiang Li said to her: "Why not, let's spend a good and comfortable life, but you have to show your head and do this kind of waiter work."

Zhao Lanxiang said lightly: "Everyone has their own living methods and chances."

Jiang Li showed disapproval in her eyes, but she said nothing and left after buying the clothes.

Zhao Lanxiang's second guest is very generous. She is a very friendly woman with fair skin, quiet and soft.She couldn't speak, so she was standing next to someone who translated her.

The female guest couldn't help but look at this newly opened shop. Although the shop is small, the decoration and clothes are very attentive, which makes people feel comfortable and unspeakable.Everywhere reveals a fresh and elegant meaning, the decorative flower pots and blue vases are refreshing.

The extremely light floral fragrance makes people happy.

The female guests tried piece by piece, and Zhao Lanxiang introduced her to the suitable clothes very patiently.In the end, the customer bought Zhao Lanxiang's ten sets of clothes in one breath. But all the clothes that suit her, she packed them without blinking her eyes, and did not bargain when the payment was made.Zhao Lanxiang took the initiative to make a 30% discount for her.

The female guest was gesturing with a smile, and the interpreter passed on in an orderly way: "Our lady praises you, it is hard to have a shop owner like you who can dress up and make beautiful clothes."

"It looks very elegant."

She asked Zhao Lanxiang, "Will you make a party dress?"

Zhao Lanxiang nodded, "I have designed evening dresses for the factory before."

The female guest was relieved, smiled, and the translator said again: "Our lady said she was worried about what she was wearing to go to the reception to be decent. You can do me a favor."

She proactively gave Zhao Lanxiang her business card with her home phone number written on it.

Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the name on the business card, "Okay, Comrade He, please wait a moment, I will measure the size for you."

He Songye pursed her lips quietly and smiled, and the translator said again: "Our lady said that you should not call her Comrade He, it sounds weird."

"Call her Sister He, she said she is used to listening..."