HPDBC Chapter 1137 Buying a down jacket and jeans for my wife
Chapter 1137 Buying a down jacket and jeans for my wife
Chapter 1137 Buying a down jacket and jeans for my wife
The hairpins were 65 cents each, and the mirror was 1.4 yuan. Thirteen hairpins and a mirror didn't cost Zhao Jun much in total. As for the shampoo, Ma Ling said she spent it herself, and it really was her own money.
"I'll give you half." After paying, Ma Ling gave half of the shampoo she bought to Zhao Jun and told him, "Give it to my aunt when you get home."
The future daughter-in-law buys things for the old lady, it is so heartwarming, how could Zhao Jun refuse?
After they packed up their purchases, Zhao Jun and Ma Ling left with the salesperson's contempt.
The two of them walked around to the back counter, which sold clothes. The last time Zhao Jun came here, he bought a bunch of vests here.
Seeing clothes hanging on both sides, one side is women's clothes, the other side is men's clothes, Ma Ling asked Zhao Jun: "What do you want to buy?"
These days, the gap in living standards between rural and urban areas has become apparent.
People in rural areas usually sew their own clothes, but in cities there are even down jackets.
"I'll buy you some clothes." As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Ma Ling grabbed his arm. However, Ma Ling did not throw herself into his arms in surprise. Instead, she pulled Zhao Jun away.
"What clothes do you want to buy?" Ma Ling said, "I have a lot of clothes!"
Zhao Jun staggered when Ma Ling suddenly pulled him, but he quickly regained his balance and said to Ma Ling, "You're having a birthday, I'll buy you some clothes."
"I don't want it!" Ma Ling shook her head insistently, saying, "What birthday do I need to celebrate? Why should I celebrate my birthday at such a young age?"
Few people celebrate their birthdays at this time. Every year on their birthday, they would just use this day to cook two eggs and eat some noodles to satisfy their cravings.
"Oh!" Zhao Jun said, "We're not celebrating your birthday, so I can't buy you clothes?"
“No clothes!” Ma Ling said firmly: “Not even if it’s my birthday!”
"If you don't want to buy it, let's try it!" Zhao Jun saw that Ma Ling was still shaking her head, so he said, "Let's not tear it up here, it will make people laugh at us."
When coming into the city from the mountains, Ma Ling was afraid of being laughed at, and even more afraid that Zhao Jun would be laughed at because of her, so she was dragged by Zhao Jun to the counter selling women's clothing.
The person buying women's clothing was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She saw everything the young couple was doing just now.
Seeing Zhao Jun and Ma Ling coming over, the middle-aged salesman smiled faintly and said, "See what you like and try it on."
"This!" Zhao Jun was not vague and raised his hand to point to the light blue down jacket hanging behind the salesperson.
"Ah!" The salesperson looked sideways and smiled. As he reached out to grab the clothes rack, he smiled at Zhao Jun and said, "Young man, you are quite good at shopping. You only buy the best ones."
As he spoke, the salesperson raised the pole. There was a small fork with two teeth on the front of the pole, and its shape was somewhat similar to the badger fork, which was a family heirloom of the Zhang family.
This small fork is used to take off the clothes hanger. Once the fork hits the hook of the clothes hanger, the clothes hanger will be taken down from the clothes rack.
"This is YaYa's." The salesperson said to Zhao Jun and Ma Ling while picking up the down jacket, "This is the best down jacket."
"What clothes?" Ma Ling asked curiously with her eyes wide open.
"Down jacket!" The salesperson pinched the corner of the jacket and said to Ma Ling, "It's all duck down. It can't penetrate even at minus 30 degrees."
Ma Ling subconsciously reached out and touched it, then shook her head at Zhao Jun and said, "We won't buy it. This dress is not as soft as a cotton-padded jacket."
This is true. Nowadays, the down jackets are made of duck down and don’t feel that soft.
But Ma Ling didn't buy it, mainly because she didn't want to spend money. The down jacket Zhao Jun chose was light blue, which was exactly the color Ma Ling liked.
Even though the down jackets at that time were not as novel in style as later ones, they were still much better looking than cotton-padded jackets.
"Try it on." Zhao Jun urged, "They took it off for us, so we have to try it too."
"Then..." After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Ma Ling felt embarrassed not to try it, so she immediately took off her cotton jacket and put on the down jacket.
There is a full-length mirror here for buying clothes. As soon as Ma Ling put on the down jacket, she immediately looked different.
The cotton jacket makes her look bulky, while the down jacket makes her look neater. Moreover, the color matches her skin, and Ma Ling is already fair, so this outfit makes her look even fairer.
Ma Ling's big furry eyes blinked and she looked very cute.
But the only drawback was that the dress was too big and looked fat and baggy when worn by Ma Ling. As the old saying goes, she could hardly sing in it.
"This is too big." Zhao Jun said to the salesperson, "Please find something my partner can wear."
The salesperson smiled when he heard this, and as he went to get the pole, he said, "Usually they buy the big ones, so the couple can change into them after they're done."
This piece of clothing is not cheap, even for city dwellers it is difficult to afford. So just like the salesperson said, young couples can buy down jackets that men can wear, and women can also wear them, but they are a little bigger.
But there is no problem with Zhao Jun spending this, and since it is a gift to Ma Ling, there can be no ambiguity.
"No more, no more." At this time, Ma Ling ran over, unzipped the door, and said to the salesperson, "We don't want to buy it."
"Try it first." When Zhao Jun was talking to Ma Ling, he waved to the salesperson, who used a pole to pull out the inner layer of clothes to find a down jacket suitable for Ma Ling.
"No try!" Ma Ling was very determined at this time. She took her cotton jacket beside her and put it on.
Although the two were engaged, in rural areas and forest areas, they were not considered a couple without a wedding banquet. Zhao Jun couldn't pull Ma Ling's cotton-padded jacket, so in a hurry, Zhao Jun tricked Ma Ling and said, "It's your birthday, and I know to buy you something, so I have to give you a piece of clothing, right?"
This little Gudong, in order to please his wife, cheated his brother-in-law again.
Ma Yang didn't buy that hairpin for Ma Ling. If Ma Ling can't accept the gift from her brother, it would be strange if she doesn't blame Ma Yang.
But Zhao Jun felt that the girl would most likely not want Ma Yang's things, so he could just give the hairpin to Ma Ling.
"You..." Ma Ling put on her cotton jacket and said, "You buy me things every day, what else can you give me?"
"Those are small items." Zhao Jun said, "I'll buy you some clothes."
At this time, the salesperson took down a suitable down jacket. She has been selling clothes here for some years, and she knew roughly what size Ma Ling should wear at a glance.
But after taking the clothes, the salesperson's face suddenly changed, and she subconsciously pressed her lower abdomen. Then Zhao Jun and Ma Ling said, "Wait a moment."
As he spoke, the salesperson walked out from behind the counter, went to the corner of the front and back counters, and called out to the back counter, "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu?"
"Master!" The salesman who was selling hairpins came running over to the middle-aged salesman selling clothes and asked, "What's going on?"
"I'm coming." The middle-aged salesman tapped the young salesman on the arm and urged, "Give me some papers."
There were no sanitary napkins these days, or they were only available in big cities. So, when the middle-aged salesman felt uncomfortable every month, he used the same toilet paper as the women in the forest area.
The young salesperson turned around and ran to her counter. She was the apprentice of the clothing salesperson, and it was he who taught her when she first started working in the department store.
The young salesperson quickly left and returned. After the middle-aged salesperson took the toilet paper, she turned around, pointed at Zhao Jun and Ma Ling, and said to her apprentice: "Hurry up and help me greet the customers."
"I..." The young salesperson looked in the direction her master pointed, and suddenly the corner of her mouth twitched.
"Go ahead, what are you looking at?" Seeing that her apprentice didn't move, the middle-aged saleswoman reached out and patted her on the back, saying, "What can you do if a relationship ends? You still have to go to work!"
"Master!" The young saleswoman stamped her feet in anger, and her master reached out and pulled her back, saying, "Go quickly, don't keep them waiting."
The young salesperson had a bad attitude towards work, but she knew how to respect her teacher. Urged by her master, the young salesperson reluctantly walked towards the counter.
Seeing Zhao Jun and Ma Ling giggling there, the young salesperson glared at them.
"Ling'er, she's here, try it on." Zhao Jun used the salesperson as an excuse to let Ma Ling try on clothes. Ma Ling also felt that she couldn't show her shyness in front of this little girl, so she immediately took off her cotton jacket and put on a down jacket.
This down jacket fits her perfectly. The previous one was too fat and big, and it looks neat with a cotton jacket. This one is even better. Ma Ling thinks it looks good when she looks at it from the front, side, and back in the mirror.
"How much is this dress?" Zhao Jun asked. The saleswoman was not a salesperson, so she didn't know the price. Then she took the notebook next to her and flipped it open. She found the words "Yaya Down Jacket (Women)". After taking a look at the price, she said to Zhao Jun, "Ninety-seven."
"I bought it." Zhao Jun didn't even hesitate. The salesperson pulled his lips and said, "Take the money!"
"Don't worry." Zhao Jun pointed to the right and said, "Find us another pair of pants."
What Zhao Jun was pointing at was a row of jeans.
"Hey?" Ma Ling, who was still looking at herself in the mirror, felt something was wrong and ran towards Zhao Jun, asking, "What are you doing?"
"I'll buy you another pair of pants." After Zhao Jun said that, Ma Ling grabbed his arm again, but this time Ma Ling failed to pull Zhao Jun away.
"No, I have pants." Ma Ling's refusal did not shake Zhao Jun. He said to the salesperson, "Find me a pair with a waist of two feet."
Ma Ling is thin and her waist isn’t normally that thick, but she’s wearing cotton pants.
Although the salesperson was extremely reluctant, he still held the pole to find pants for Ma Ling.
At this time, Ma Ling's voice came from behind her.
"How do you know how big my waist is?" Ma Ling looked at Zhao Jun in disbelief, and Zhao Jun smiled and said, "You are my girlfriend, shouldn't I care about you?"
"Haha." This time Ma Ling couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Zhao Jun's words couldn't compare to the various love words on the Internet 20 or 30 years later, but in this era of straight men everywhere, such words were extremely lethal.
Hearing Ma Ling's laughter, the saleswoman tightened her grip on the club. She was thinking about swinging the club back, knocking Ma Ling down first, and then continuing with the club to knock out all of Zhao Jun's teeth.
"Hey! Hey!" Suddenly, Zhao Jun's shout broke the salesman's fantasy. Zhao Jun took two steps sideways and when he was parallel to the salesman, he went straight to the top row of jeans and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhao Jun didn't urge her, but because he saw that the girl was standing there motionless as if she was under a spell, so he came over to ask.
But Zhao Jun's good intentions were met with a cold stare from the salesperson, and she resumed her actions and quickly took off a pair of pale jeans.
The jeans at that time were not that blue, but rather whitish.
When the pants were spread out on the counter, Ma Ling was startled. She reached out and tugged at Zhao Jun's sleeve, saying, "These are for men, right?"
Nowadays, women's pants open on the side, while men's pants open in the front.
But jeans are the same for both men and women, they all open in the front. In other words, as long as you can wear them, it's fine. The reason for this is that the material of jeans is relatively hard and has no elasticity, so fat people can't wear them at all, only thin people can wear them.
It should be said that it is easier to wear a front-opening than a side-opening one. Maybe it started with jeans, and later women's pants also opened in the front.
After hearing what Ma Ling said, the salesperson behind the counter sneered a few times.
Her laughter was forced just to annoy Zhao Jun and Ma Ling.
When the salesperson smiled at her, Ma Ling felt a little flustered and her face turned red.
"It's okay, Ling'er." Zhao Jun comforted Ma Ling and said, "Jeans are like this, try it, I'm sure you'll look good in them."
After saying that, Zhao Jun saw that Ma Ling didn't move, so he added: "You are thin, so whatever you wear will look good. If you are fat, it will be bad."
When he said the word "to get fat", Zhao Jun glanced at the salesperson. The salesperson was stunned at first, then glared at Zhao Jun.
But Zhao Jun no longer looked at her. He took the pants off the counter with both hands holding the waistband, put them in front of Ma Ling, covering her lower body, and said, "Look, how beautiful they are."
"Let me see?" Ma Ling took the pants and, like Zhao Jun did just now, pinched the waistband with both hands and placed the pants in front of her lower body to measure them.
Blue and white jeans, a light blue down jacket, and a sky blue hairpin on her head. Although these colors are a bit strange, Ma Ling likes blue.
Moreover, at this moment, she looked fair and pretty in this outfit, and suddenly turned from a pretty girl into an urban beauty.
Ma Ling also likes these clothes and pants.
At this moment, Zhao Jun's voice rang in her ears: "Try it on."
"Ah?" Ma Ling looked at Zhao Jun in surprise and asked, "Put on your outer pants?"
"Go over there!" Zhao Jun pointed to the corner, where there was a stool and a curtain hanging on the wall. There was no fitting room in this department store, so when people wanted to try on clothes and it was inconvenient, they would sit on the stool, then take down a corner of the curtain and hang it on the other wall.
After arranging Ma Ling to the corner, Zhao Jun thoughtfully hung the curtain for her. Then he returned to the counter, took out money from his pocket, and asked the salesperson, "How much are the clothes and pants together?"
"The clothes are ninety-seven, and the pants are six." The salesperson calculated, "A total of one hundred and three."
After quoting the price to Zhao Jun, the salesperson asked, "The woman hasn't even tried it on yet, so why are you buying it?"
Of course the salesperson could see that Zhao Jun was determined to buy clothes for Ma Ling, and he wanted to cut the Gordian knot while Ma Ling was trying on pants and not allow Ma Ling to refuse.
"Buy it!" Zhao Jun counted out eleven big unity cards and slapped them on the counter, saying, "If they don't fit, change them."
Zhao Jun pointed to the row of jeans at the top and asked, "Aren't they all the same price?"
The salesperson curled his lips, collected the money, issued the invoice, and gave Zhao Jun change of seven dollars.
When Zhao Jun took the money from the counter, Ma Ling ran over wearing a down jacket and jeans.
Seeing Ma Ling like this, Zhao Jun's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to speak, Ma Ling asked, "Why did you buy it?"
"Ah." Zhao Jun smiled and said, "If you look good in it, just buy it."
"You..." Ma Ling was about to speak when she saw Zhao Jun pointing at the words "No refund or exchange without quality issues" on the blackboard. In other words, they did not support the seven-day no-questions-asked policy.
"You can return it!" Suddenly, the salesperson's voice came from behind the counter, and I heard her say, "If you don't want it anymore, I'll give it back to you."
There was no way she could return the money. She just wanted to make things difficult for Zhao Jun and Ma Ling. She could see that Zhao Jun was a rich man who was not bad at doing things. Although the salesperson had only been working for two years, she knew that men like this wanted to save face. If the woman wanted to return the money and the man didn't, there would be a dispute between the two.
But what the salesperson didn't expect was that as soon as she said this, Zhao Jun looked at her and said, "Then refund it to us."
"Huh?" The saleswoman was stunned and a little confused.
Seeing that the salesperson didn't respond, Zhao Jun took out the bill and seven yuan from his pocket, slapped them on the counter, and urged: "Refund it."
The salesperson looked at the money and tickets in front of him and became even more confused.
At this time, the middle-aged saleswoman came back and walked to Zhao Jun and asked, "What's the problem with these clothes and pants?"
"No." After Zhao Jun finished speaking, the middle-aged salesman continued, "This... We have a basis for issuing invoices. If you have any problems after buying it, you can come to us. We just issued the invoice, what are you thinking about?"
"No." Zhao Jun pointed at the young salesperson and said, "She said it can be refunded. She wants to refund it for us."
The middle-aged saleswoman suddenly turned to look at her apprentice and shouted, "What's wrong with you? It's your first day on the job..."
While the middle-aged salesman was training his apprentice, Zhao Jun packed up the money and tickets on the counter and ran away with Ma Ling.
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The update is a little late. I am still dizzy, confused and coughing today. I set the alarm for 5:30 this morning. I wrote a little and then slept... I just finished writing it. Sorry brothers and sisters.
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