Back to the Good Life of the 80s

Chapter 174

Mei'e looked at all the girls who were dressed like princesses, her eyes couldn't hide her envy and jealousy, she looked at the dirty clothes on her body, and at Wang Ting, who looked like a princess, she always felt bad.

She is also the granddaughter of my grandmother, so why does Wang Ting live better than her.

Liang Mei'e never looked for reasons on herself. Wang Ting's father was rich and didn't spend it on his daughter. Could it be possible to give her a niece?

Xianglan sees that the people who come and go are all dignified people, and she is envious and jealous in her heart, but she is more timid. She can't afford to offend any of the people here. Standing at the door, she is trembling, afraid of touching If something is broken, she has to pay for it.

"It's all here, I must go in and have a look." Wang Ting saw Xiangmei's nervousness and thought it was funny, not at all like her usual cheerful temper, "What's so nervous, they are just like us, with the same nose One mouth, two eyes and one pair of ears, nothing more than you, let's go!"

After speaking, he lifted his leg and walked in.

Xiangmei thought for a while, and felt that what Wang Ting said made sense, so she walked in with her head held high.Bai Ping was much smarter, his eyes rolled around the crowd, and he ran over and pulled Wang Ting's clothes.

Wang Ting glanced at Baiping, but didn't say anything. Baiping was a little nervous, and he was comforted to see that his cousin didn't refuse.It might be the matter of the supply and marketing cooperative, which made him feel safer with Wang Ting.

Among a group of tall and high-class people, a few ugly ducklings suddenly barged in. People with better quality glanced at them blankly, and the contempt in their eyes was well hidden; Looking at it this way, there is nothing hidden.

Few of them have ever been to the department store Daxia, and they just look at each one when they enter the door. The clothes hanging on the walls are relatively trendy. There are many styles of dresses and skirts. Xiangmei and the others have never seen them before. Make a 'wow' sound.

Wang Ting glanced at the dresses and skirts. The styles are not too old-fashioned, and the colors are too earthy. There is no comparison.The clothes her mother made for her are beautiful, take a look at what she is wearing, a pink shirt, a black vest, a pair of plaid pants, a pair of black leather shoes, ponytail hair, a small hairpin with rhinestones, foreign style, open the door After that, many envious and jealous eyes fell on her.

"Tingting, look at that dress, it looks so good, you have fair skin, you must look good in it." Xiangmei pointed to a red and light yellow dress hanging on the wall, and said to Wang Ting excitedly.

"It's okay." Wang Ting glanced at the dress. They had seen so many, and this was the only dress they could see, and the style was not so old-fashioned.

The salesman was on the sidelines, gnawing melon seeds leisurely, glanced contemptuously at a few people from time to time to see that they were not messing around or chasing them away, and when he heard some of them's perfunctory words, he snorted coldly.

He groaned in his heart, he didn't know where the country bumpkin came from, he didn't know if he had twenty cents in his pocket, he couldn't afford clothes and pretended to her, he couldn't afford to wear these clothes for the rest of his life.

When Mei'e and Xianglan heard her words, they followed her fingers and looked at her. Their eyes lit up when they saw the dress. Xianglan couldn't afford it, so it was fun to watch. Mei'e really liked that dress. My eyes are glued to it and I can't get it out.No need to think about it, this dress must be very expensive, at least ten yuan, no matter how much her mother loves her, she will not buy it.

Don't buy it, just take a look.

Mei'e walked over, couldn't stop the joy in her eyes, and touched it with her hand.

"Hey, you country bumpkin, what do you touch? If it breaks, can you afford it?" The salesman screamed suddenly, and ran over to push Liang Mei'e away. Chase people away impatiently.

"Walk around, is this a place you can come to? Don't look at you like that, a bunch of poor people, do you know how much this dress costs? Why are you staring at me? You are wrong, and you are still not convinced? Do you have the money to buy it? Don’t buy it after looking at it for a long time, don’t block other people if you don’t buy it, we still have to do business, if you want to see it, go outside to see, there are a lot of clothes for you to see in the market outside, hurry up and go.”

Xiangmei was so angry that she was so unlucky today, she was kicked out wherever she went.But she also knew that even if she quarreled with others, she couldn't quarrel with her.

Mei'e's small face turned blue and red, and she also felt that she was unlucky. Today she was kicked out twice, and the salesman didn't show any mercy, just scolded her in front of her.

She has grown up so much, and she has never been insulted like this before, her eyes are full of mist, and seeing the mocking eyes of the people around her makes her feel even more ashamed, if there is a crack in the ground, she would like to get in to avoid embarrassment.

"The clothes won't break if you touch them." Qiuping was also furious. This woman who looks down on people like a dog said that to his sisters, but he is not good at quarreling with others. In front of Wang Ting, several younger sisters were protected behind her.

The salesman rolled his eyes at him disdainfully, raised his chin, and snorted coldly.

I don’t know when there was a circle of people watching the show, looking back and forth at a few people, pointing fingers, most people accused them of not coming here, and the accusations of the surrounding people made the salesman even more arrogant .

Wang Ting glanced at Qiuping with a smile in her eyes, glanced at Mei'e, walked around Qiuping without hesitation, and walked to the front from behind.

He squinted at the salesman, in his twenties, with a round face, two braids and a red string at the end of his hair, wearing a black and white polka-dot shirt with one button left unbuttoned at the neckline, and a straight blue shirt. Pants, white canvas sneakers.

The overall look is refreshing, but also very ordinary.

"What are you looking at, country bumpkin, if you can't afford it, get out of here." The salesman felt terrified at Wang Ting's gaze. Thinking that she had just been frightened by a bumpkin, she immediately exploded and became even more domineering. .

Wang Ting didn't want to argue with her at first, but there are some people in the world who are cheap and even cheap, and if they don't teach her a lesson, they will be sorry for herself.

Wang Ting was originally a person who could not tolerate sand in her eyes. She was arrogant and could not bear other people's anger. The salesman opened his mouth as a country bumpkin and shut up as a country bumpkin.

His eyes sank, his face was cold, and he deliberately glanced up and down at the salesman. His cold eyes made the salesman tremble, and then he said solemnly: "Comrade, you are too enlightened. How low! Marxism once said that the proletariat is the foundation of the country, and our great chairman has also implemented it in this way, advocating that the people of the whole country are brothers and sisters who are united and friendly. What is the proletariat? It is us. He is a country bumpkin with mud legs. In the War of Resistance Against Japan, how many proletarians participated in the revolution, how many blood and sweat were shed, and how many comrades were sacrificed, in exchange for this victory. How many years have passed, you forget After a bloody education, he began to worship foreigners."

(End of this chapter)