After returning to the room, Fang Pingying continued doing what she was doing in the morning.
She was asuring Luo Zhiyong’s size with a tape asure while chatting with him, "Actually, it’s called getting married, but in this way, in the eyes of the people in the village, there’s no difference between Cuilan being married or not."
Luo Zhiyong also knew this situation was frustrating and felt annoyed, he reached into his bag to grab a cigarette to smoke.
Fang Pingying noticed his action and raised an eyebrow at him.
She had told Luo Zhiyong more than once about the harms of smoking, although he could control himself not to smoke, when he was upset and no one stopped him, he could keep smoking non-stop, making it inevitable that he wouldn’t get addicted.
Seeing this, Luo Zhiyong gave an awkward smile and stuffed the cigarette back into the bag.
But then he felt that this action made him no different from a man who fears his wife, due to male chauvinism, he took the cigarette out again, but didn’t light it, just holding it in his hand.
Fang Pingying saw through his thoughts, didn’t say anything, just pursed her lips and smiled.
Luo Zhiyong, embarrassed by her smile, didn’t fuss about it anymore, and just threw the cigarette on the table, continuing to talk about Luo Cuilan,
"What else can we do, it’s just finding a way out. Cuilan herself isn’t striving, she just said she wanted to take her bundle and go to Zhang Jianguo’s house, with us, her family, being powerless to save her face,"
Fang Pingying nodded, that was exactly it.
Speaking of having daughters, the most feared is soone like Luo Cuilan, who clings to her in-laws without any dignity. If the in-laws are tough and don’t cherish her, her family can’t help her save face.
In the end, when she gets married, the one who suffers is herself.
Since Luo Cuilan is going to be married during the New Year, Fang Pingying still plans to keep her initial promise and prepare so dowry for her.
She discussed with Luo Zhiyong, "Zhiyong, what should we prepare for Cuilan’s dowry?"
If nothing changes, Luo Zhiyong actually wants to fulfill the promise.
Though he felt sowhat indifferent towards his sister, after all, she was his sister, Luo Zhiyong thought for a mont and said, "Since we said we would prepare it initially, just manage it. See how much money I can save in the coming months after deducting household expenses, and try to buy her so useful things."
Fang Pingying did so calculations, "There are still about three more months until the New Year. If she sticks to the original plan and gets married at the end of the year, you can use three months’ salary, deducting the money given to the family, I reckon it would be around several tens of dollars left, and we will still need to economize on our own."
Luo Zhiyong nodded, gave so thought to the salary he could receive before the end of the year, and said to Fang Pingying,
"Let’s plan to spend a hundred yuan for the purchases then. We will also receive so allowances during the New Year, which shall add up to tens of dollars. See what you can buy with that, and if she is not satisfied with anything, just give her the cash and let her buy it herself."
Fang Pingying thought that this was also a good plan, a hundred yuan was not too little, and it was enough to fulfill the initial promise.
As for those "four main items" that Luo Cuilan had ntioned, she had never spoken about them before.
Those four main items would cost several hundred yuan at that ti; unless Luo Zhiyong quits the military to make a fortune, it’s nearly impossible to save up that much, no matter what.
So, she nodded to Luo Zhiyong, "Hmm, tomorrow I’ll ask her what she wants and then we can check the prices when we go to the county next ti."
"Okay, you decide on that. When we go to the army, I’m afraid you will be the only one coming back for New Year’s. The army won’t give us leave." Luo Zhiyong, who had been resting at ho for a few months due to an injury, guessed that even if he were granted leave for the New Year, he might not return at all, treating these past months as a ho leave instead.
Originally, he planned that after both of them went to the army, they would just celebrate the New Year there directly, but considering Luo Cuilan’s marriage, he thought of having Fang Pingying co back for that occasion.
However, he was sowhat worried; their ho was not close to the provincial city, and he didn’t know if Fang Pingying could manage to co back alone.
Fang Pingying, sensing his uncertainty, looked up at him and smiled, "Let’s talk about that then. I can co back by myself, I definitely won’t get lost."
Fang Pingying was very efficient with her work. Within half an afternoon, she finished tailoring Luo Zhiyong’s clothes and even made that small bolero for Luo Honglan.
She put so effort into the collar of the small bolero, making it resemble the brightness of n’s suits at the ti, yet the lines were softer, and she deliberately rounded the edges of the garnt, creating a style that was distinct yet not completely out of fashion.
Fang Pingying took the bolero outside and asked Luo Honglan to try it on. Luo Zhiyong, uninterested in won’s affairs, went to the fields claiming he was going to help Luo Dashan with farming.
Fang Xiu and Luo Cuilan also happened to be at ho and seeing Luo Honglan wearing that dress, everyone was impressed. It turned out Luo Honglan could also look so beautiful; clothes indeed make the man.
Fang Xiu, who loved beauty the most in the family, imdiately asked Luo Honglan to take it off so she could try it on.
Unfortunately, her physique was not the sa as Luo Honglan’s; she couldn’t fit into Luo Honglan’s clothes, but she kept squeezing into them as if she could fit eventually, stubbornly refusing to take it off.
She tugged the dress towards her front and excitedly asked Luo Honglan, "Look, I look good in this dress, right? Even better than Hong Lan."
Luo Honglan, rarely wearing new clothes and especially fond of this one, saw Fang Xiu unwilling to return her dress and didn’t dare to snatch it back, could only watch desperately, eyes fixed on the dress on Fang Xiu’s body, worried that Fang Xiu would ruin it.
Seeing the situation, Fang Pingying took the opportunity to take the dress off Fang Xiu while she was talking and handed it to Luo Honglan who was nearby.
Fang Xiu glanced at Luo Honglan and scoffed, "Stingy, like you can wear it out. It’s just a dress, and you treasure it so much."
Luo Honglan dared not argue back; she couldn’t win against Fang Xiu and her group and would end up just being scolded.
She just held the dress close to her, determined not to take it out again. When Luo Cuilan asked to try it on, she refused.
Seeing this, Fang Xiu pulled Fang Pingying aside and said, "Sis, can you make a dress like this one for too? This style is so beautiful; I also want this color fabric."
Making dresses was not difficult; Fang Pingying, having so free ti, also enjoyed making them, so she agreed to Fang Xiu, "Making dresses is easy, but you have to bring your own fabric, then I’ll make it for you, I don’t have any fabric."
"Ah, I don’t have fabric either." Fang Xiu’s face showed a hint of difficulty, knowing that the fabric Luo Honglan had was bought by Fang Pingying, and she had hoped to get a dress from Fang Pingying too.
If she really had fabric, Fang Pingying wouldn’t mind sharing a bit, but she genuinely had none left, so she told Fang Xiu, "I just bought a few ters of fabric the other day. I still have several dresses to make and need them for myself. I don’t have extra to make one for you."
Fang Xiu felt slightly displeased, but she really liked that dress and was afraid of offending Fang Pingying, who might refuse to make her dress.
After thinking for a while, she said, "Okay, I’ll go to the cooperative store in town this afternoon and buy so fabric, then you can make it for ." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for it at Qidian (qidian) with recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.)
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