When Zhao Nan is discharged from the hospital, the two of them will truly live their lives behind closed doors.
Zhao Nan rested at home for a while due to a leg injury, and people often came to visit him. Therefore, Jiang Rui met a group of officers' lovers, and one or two of them could talk to each other, and they gradually became friends.
The weather gradually turned hot. Jiang Rui changed into the spring and summer clothes she brought from home. After going out, she found a problem: the clothes she was wearing were not the same as those worn by the people here.
In other words, she's fucked up.
Whether it was soil or not, she didn't care. When she was in the Xishan Brigade before, she would wear whatever she wore, and she could wear whatever she was wearing, because she knew that if she wanted to fit into a place, she couldn't be too different.
Coming to a big city is different. In the past two years, even the leaders have spoken out about reform and opening up.
The most obvious is reflected in women's dress, hairstyle and dress. A few years ago, when I walked down the street, I was still wearing a military uniform, and my eyes were green and gray. In the past two years, all kinds of novel clothes have sprung up in groups, especially the young girls, one is more handsome and one is more fashionable.
Jiang Rui couldn't help but care about such a comparison.
People are soil, she is soil, that's okay; people are fashionable, she is soil, that's not good.
Especially a few times, she heard a few girls in the art troupe say that she was a village girl behind her back. Jiang Rui felt that she couldn't care about the little girl, but as a woman, she was a little dissatisfied with being evaluated like this.
When she got home, she put money and cloth tickets in her pocket and went around the department store. When she came out, she didn't buy the new flared pants and toad mirrors. Instead, she bought a few pieces of cloth and planned to make her own - those clothes in the store. She doesn't like it, she wants to do something unique and let the people who laughed at her before swallow it back.
The sewing machine she bought from her previous marriage was in her hometown, so Jiang Rui decided to sew stitch by stitch by herself. Anyway, her hand speed and eyesight are much faster than ordinary people.
Zhao Nan's leg should be repaired for another month or two after the cast is removed, but he couldn't take it easy and returned to the team early.
Jiang Rui wasn't worried either. With her there, he wouldn't have any sequelae.
In the evening, Zhao Nan came home from the camp, and when he entered the door, he didn't hear the familiar sweet you are back, and there was no scent of dinner in the air, and the whole house was quiet. He searched from the living room, kitchen, and bedroom one by one, and finally found Jiang Rui in the vacant guest bedroom.
She sat cross-legged on the floor, with all kinds of fabrics and needles scattered around her, holding a piece of white cloth in her hand, stitching from left to right, and sewed attentively.
Zhao Nan stood for a while, and seeing that she ignored him, he had to say, "I'm back."
Jiang Rui mumbled without raising her head.
At this time in the past, she should have asked you if you were hungry. Zhao Nan waited, but when he didn't, he said, "Are you hungry?"
"I don't want to eat." Jiang Rui still didn't look at him.
Zhao Nan went to the kitchen, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, scoured the rice and put it in the pot, and then the pots and pans pinged for a while, and brought out two bowls of dry or thin rice. Burnt scrambled eggs, a bowl of winter melon sparerib soup leftover from noon.
He went to ask Jiang Rui to eat, but Jiang Rui responded, but did not move.
Zhao Nan waited for a while, then simply leaned over and picked her up, placing her on the chair beside the dining table.
Still holding a needle in her hand, Jiang Rui blinked, looked at the food on the table, looked at him again, and suddenly said, "You're back."
Zhao Nan said helplessly: "Come back, what are you doing?"
"I made summer clothes. I brought them from home before. People thought they were too ugly to wear them out." Jiang Rui answered him while cooking.
After the chopsticks stopped, Zhao Nan asked, "Who said ugly?"
"It doesn't matter who said it." Jiang Rui took a pair of chopsticks and squinted her eyes.
"What's wrong? Did the salt melt? Spit it out." Zhao Nan had been paying attention to her and said immediately upon seeing this.
Jiang Rui shook her head, swallowed the rice in her mouth, and said with a smile, "It's not that the salt has not melted, it's just too delicious. Uncle's craftsmanship is really good."
Zhao Nan was a little hot when she praised her, and after a while, he said, "It's just cooked, there is no craftsmanship."
With that being said, he put the scrambled eggs in his bowl and left the tender ones to Jiang Rui.
Jiang Rui added: "I think it's interesting to make clothes. When those are finished, I'll make two for you."
Zhao Nan nodded. He felt that Jiang Rui had something to do to pass the time, but he still explained, "Don't forget to eat next time."
"understood."
Jiang Rui worked for two days in a row, and finally finished a suit, a white long-sleeved shirt and a red and white plaid skirt, the skirt went down to the calf, with a pair of white sandals under her feet.
On a sunny day, she wore new clothes, carried a basket, and went out to buy groceries.
As soon as they walked out of their family building, they attracted a lot of attention, and many people were whispering behind their backs.
She listened attentively, and only one or two were outrageous. Most of the rest were discussing whether this was a new model from the department store, and they wanted to buy it.
She heard this, and felt a little complacent in her heart.
"Bao Qin?"
Someone behind her stopped her, Jiang Rui turned around, and the person who came was Song Chunyan, Zheng Bin's lover, "Sister-in-law, are you going to buy vegetables too?"
"Oh, it's really you!" Song Chunyan took a few steps to catch up, pulling her to look left and right, "I was looking at it from a distance just now, and I thought to myself, whose girl is this, dressed so fashionably, and she kept walking away. The closer you get, the more familiar you look at the background, but I'm not sure it's you. When did you buy this dress? It looks so handsome."
Jiang Rui raised her chin slightly and said with a smile, "I made it myself."
"Didn't lie to me?" Song Chunyan couldn't believe it, and after getting a positive reply, she circled around her and praised her, "It's so beautiful, so beautiful, I think it's better than the loudspeakers on the street now. The trousers look much better, those two big trouser legs are swaying, what's the point? It's not as good as your skirt, which is generous and neat."
Jiang Rui pursed her lips, as if she was a little embarrassed by the praise, "I dress casually by myself, and my sister-in-law praises me so much that people will hear a joke."
"Who dares to laugh?" Song Chunyan said bluntly, and the two walked forward side by side, "Why did you suddenly think of making clothes?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the weather is hot, and the clothes I used to wear were not suitable."
Song Chunyan snorted, "You don't have to hide it from me, did you hear what those unethical people said?"
Jiang Rui didn't refute, but said, "Sister-in-law also knows?"
"The little girls now, one by one, say that people are from the country, and don't think about it, if you count your ancestors up, which one is not from mud legs? These young people are not as simple as we used to be, and their eyes are not good. Look, staring at other people's husbands." Song Chunyan meant something.
Jiang Rui knew that what she was talking about was a while ago. There was a soldier in the compound who was promoted, and his position was promoted. It was a good thing to get his family to follow the army, but it didn't take long for the family to come. It turned out that the soldier had secretly had contacts with a young woman in the past two years and was discovered. His family was also strong, and he couldn't bear the grievances and stabbed this matter up. The soldier was punished, demoted and transferred to another place, and the young girl not only got no benefits, but also got a bad reputation.
It was very lively in the family building.
"A man who steals is not a good thing." Song Chunyan finally came to a conclusion, "If our old Zheng dares to make trouble, let's see if I don't break his legs."
Jiang Rui chuckled and said, "Brother Zheng respects his sister-in-law so much, he will definitely not do such a thing."
"What's the use of respect? It's not as good as your old Zhao's finger. Sister-in-law told you, don't take the words of those little girls to heart. When they talk about you, most of them are jealous of you in their hearts. They are jealous of your beauty. I’m jealous of Lao Zhao’s youth and promising, and even more jealous that Lao Zhao is only giving up on you. You don’t have to do anything, just keep Lao Zhao tight and watch them jealous.”
"What my sister-in-law said is, I remember it all." Jiang Rui said with a smile.
Jiang Rui dangled around in her new clothes, and successfully attracted several people to ask her where she bought the clothes before she went home with a basket.
Zhao Nan came back for dinner at noon and was stunned when he saw her.
"Does it look good?" Jiang Rui asked him.
"Good-looking." Zhao Nan looked at her carefully and nodded seriously.
"I wore it to go out today, and many people said it looked good." Jiang Rui said as if taking credit.
Zhao Nan listened, but frowned slightly: "Have you worn it?"
"I wore it when I went grocery shopping in the morning, what's wrong, am I shameful, eh?" She poked Zhao Nan's chest.
Zhao Nan held her hand. Of course, he didn't think she was shameful, but he felt a little awkward when he thought that she was dressed so well, but he was not the first person he saw. The little wife is beautiful, he has always known, but whether she is beautiful or not, he doesn't like others staring at her.
It would be even more awkward for him to say such words.
"Next time you wear new clothes, I'll check for you first." After being bored for a while, he somehow came up with a more reasonable excuse.
Jiang Rui just pretended that he didn't notice his careful thoughts, and agreed with a smile.
In the afternoon, she went out again, and finally met the little girls from the art troupe, walked in front of them, and went home satisfied.
She didn't compete with the little girl, she just showed them her new clothes.
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PS: Some readers have reported that the progress is a bit slow. Here is a little explanation. The world is set in the early 1980s. When the author is writing, he will consciously write about the events of that era, because if he does not write at all, I think The background of this era is meaningless. Of course, the world will not be so long-winded in the future. There is not much left in this world. The second and third big brothers in the back are already hungry and thirsty. Line up, take your time, one by one waiting to be teased~