Eighty-year-old Little Wife Earns 100 Million with Space

Chapter 680 Fashion Is Really a Kind of Reincarnation

"Mom, I..."

Bian Chunlan said: "Listen to my mother, let me tell you about your sister-in-law these days."

"Don't, don't, don't, mom, don't go!" Think about it, Yang Pei's sister-in-law married far away, married to her elder brother's second marriage, and she has already suffered a loss, and her parents treated her badly.That doesn't count.You are her real mother.

Where are the mothers who don't let their children eat eggs? As for the second sister-in-law, we don't care about the past.Is she following in your footsteps now? Are you right and she feels right, and you are wrong and she feels wrong?
Mom, how lucky are you to have two daughters-in-law like this? You don’t want this family to be disharmonious, do you? Stop it!” Xu Caixia said.

"This..." Bian Chunlan hesitated.

The girl has a point.

The family is not as harmonious as it is now.

The table was full of laughter.

Just like in the past, we sit together every day and hate fighting.

"Mom, don't kill the old hen, don't talk about the second sister-in-law. I want to hear what you have to say, and I promise not to say a word!" Xu Caixia looked very cute.

After speaking, he ran to Bian Chunlan.The dog was hit on the shoulder and foot on both legs.

When Bian Chunlan was happy, she waved her hand and said, "Listen to you!"

Xu Caixia breathed a sigh of relief when the matter was resolved smoothly.

The next day, he continued to secretly feed his two sisters-in-law eggs.

But this time, it's more stealthy.

Have two people put away the eggshells and take them away when she gets back from school.

Yang Pei and Hu Xiaoxia were very curious.

But Xu Caixia always has her reasons for doing so.Neither of them asked much.

Xu Caixia went to school for a few more days and took the skipping exam arranged by the principal.

Naturally, I passed the exam, and the score was not low.

The principal happily arranged for Xu Caixia to take the county exam.

On the day of going to the county seat, Wang Haiyang took her with him by bicycle.

Compared with last summer, Xu Caixia lost a lot of weight.

Those dresses in the closet are finally ready to be worn.

The plaid skirt that Bian Qiuju made for her was knee-length.Xu Caixia wears it.It was nice and came with a pair of white shoes.

Then she put on the embroidered straw hat Bian Chunlan made for her, and went out.Xu Caixia's mood changed.

This way of dressing is more playful, lively and elegant.

When Wang Haiyang came to pick her up, he was almost speechless.

It was Xu Caixia who rushed forward and turned around in front of him, "How is it?"

"It looks good!" Wang Haiyang gave the most honest answer.

"Hey, my aunt did it all!"

People in capital cities dress better than people in smaller places.

Even though the clothes have been made for several years, it is still a trend to put them in the countryside.

Different clothes can be made from the same material.

That's why Jing Junling likes to stare at Xu Caixia's wardrobe.

No way, Bian Qiuju spent too much time on Xu Caixia.

Some clothes, even if she only saw a little girl wearing them once on the street, she got a monthly cloth ticket and salary, and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to make clothes for Xu Caixia.

Wang Haiyang said: "Your aunt has such a good vision."

"That's it! I have a lot of clothes in my closet. I think they're...beautiful!"

For decades, Xu Caixia's eyesight has been much better than these people.

But she was surprised to find that fashion is really a kind of reincarnation.

People of this era love to wear polyester shirts.

it is cold.Layer a sweater or shirt over her shirt.Many people in her previous life wore it.

Moreover, Chen Jun's cold light is poisonous.The clothes are beautiful and of good quality!
Of course, it's city girl attire.

Country girls just want to dress.

After all, the problem of eating has not been solved.

When you are full, you can think of better materials.When you are full, you can think of the spirit.

If you can’t get enough, any more is bullshit!
"It's only summer. I'll show you more clothes if I get the chance."

Women always want to share their beautiful clothes with others.

(End of this chapter)