After the dress was made, Feng Qingxue showed it to Jiang Xiaoyue.
She hasn’t been to the Capital for a long ti and is unaware of the trendy elents of floral dresses, so she sought Jiang Xiaoyue’s opinion before putting it on Fubao.
Jiang Xiaoyue laid it on the sofa and examined it for a while, couldn’t help but praise: "Auntie, your craftsmanship isn’t extraordinary, but the style looks good, fashionable, yes, it looks chic, quickly let Fubao wear it and show us."
Fubao took it into the bedroom and couldn’t wait to put it on.
The ruffled collar blouse with lantern sleeves was left on, and the bottom was tucked directly into the skirt waist.
Fubao has been well-nourished since childhood, and hasn’t suffered hardships. She’ll be ten years old in two months, eleven in nominal age. She’s taller than children her age, with fair skin and black hair, graceful and poised, making the clothes look even better.
Feng Qingxue and Jiang Xiaoyue followed into the room. Jiang Xiaoyue circled around her twice, praising endlessly, "People often say a person needs good clothing, like a Buddha needs gold adornnts, but I think even if Fubao wears a ragged sack, she would look better than many girls in fine clothes. Aunt, these clothes would look best paired with white socks, right? I rember Wenxiu bought a pair of black square-toed leather shoes for Fubao."
Guan Cheng and Zhong Wenxiu live in the Capital, Feng Qingyun has gone abroad and hasn’t returned, Zhong Wenxiu and Jiang Xiaoyue are quite frequent visitors, and when Jiang Xiaoyue sent things to the Lu Family, they included items from Zhong Wenxiu and Guan Cheng.
The Capital is the political center, as long as one has money and power, they can buy things unattainable for ordinary people.
"Is this dress wearable outside?" Feng Qingxue was uncertain.
"It is, it is wearable," Jiang Xiaoyue said without hesitation, "Among young girls, the trendy floral dresses are just like this half skirt, most styles are the sa, but many make alterations on details, and there are pleated skirts too. Anyway, kids wear them, so adults might disapprove but won’t say anything. Moreover, the recently erged dresses also have pleats."
Feng Qingxue felt assured, recalling the dress Su ixiang wore, "Yesterday at the dance, I noticed Su ixiang wore a floral dress, along with several other won. Is this a recent Capital trend?"
Jiang Xiaoyue nodded: "It erged this sumr; those following trends copied it imdiately, and by year-end, it will be promoted nationwide."
As she spoke, Jiang Xiaoyue inford Feng Qingxue about many fashion designers being gathered to design this dress.
"Next year when they go on sale, we’ll also buy two to wear." Like her daughter, Feng Qingxue has long desired to wear a dress, and the political implications of the dress an little to her.
Jiang Xiaoyue replied: "Even if you don’t buy it, soone will urge you to, I suspect by then female officials will lead the way in wearing them."
Feng Qingxue understood, turning to her daughter, "Fubao, do you like it?"
"I love it, absolutely love it!" Fubao was enchanted, her sparkling eyes gleaming brightly, affectionately snuggling her mother, holding around her waist, "Stepping out, surely no one will call a country bumpkin anymore."
Feng Qingxue gently patted her back, "Take it off, I’ll wash it for you, wear it again tomorrow."
The fabric was sothing she found in her space, and unless washed clean, she was uneasy about family mbers wearing it.
Fubao quickly said: "I’ll wash it myself. Mom, you’ve been worn out making the dress for , you need to rest."
Since she was seven or eight, she started washing small clothes, hers and her brother’s. Not a pampered daughter who doesn’t lift a finger, only the heavy thick clothes she couldn’t manage to wash well, which adults handled.
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