"I think this Marine Corps' clothes look better than the previous Forbidden Army clothes. They are fresher and more peaceful."
"Really? Each has its own characteristics."
Xia Xiaoshi greatly admired the color of the Marine Corps uniforms. She thought this slightly darker blue-green color was very eye-catching.
Because Jiang Xinzhou was so busy these days and the transportation to the city was inconvenient, Zhou Changfeng didn't see her for more than half a month.
It just so happened that today was New Year's Day. The troops canceled their training and were preparing for sumptuous banquets and activities to celebrate the holiday happily. So Zhou Changfeng turned around and took care of his own personal affairs.
Since the constitution was established in the fifth year of Zhichang, the imperial court decided to use the Gregorian calendar, but did not abandon the traditional lunar calendar. January 1st of each year was designated as the New Year; a few years later, in the eighth year of Zhichang, it was officially named "New Year's Day" ", corresponding to the "Zhengdan" on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
Nowadays, it is only after the second industrial revolution, and entertainment methods cannot compare with the colorful information age. Dating between men and women basically involves visiting parks, watching movies, eating, and shopping.
In a clothing store, while choosing a dress, she hesitated and said: "Speaking of which, I feel like my parents already know..."
Zhou Changfeng was not surprised by this. He smiled and said: "There is no better father than a son, and a mother is a daughter. It is easy for parents to notice subtle changes in this aspect."
"Too."
"Let me tell you first, I'm not worried at all anyway. I dare your father to invite me to your home."
"..." Xia Xiaoshi, whose hair was full of black lines, was speechless, "When did you start thinking about visiting?"
"Ahem," Zhou Changfeng coughed dryly, "Just say it casually. It's up to you to decide how to proceed."
"Well...just follow the common practice. If you are sincere, then add another proposal."
"Hey, that's what you're saying. If you don't include a proposal, you're not being sincere?"
Xia Xiaoshi snorted, "It's just a form."
Ah! As expected, women care about form after all!
Zhou Changfeng smiled slightly and said casually without much thought: "Don't be afraid, you have been a fish in my pond for a long time, and you can't escape."
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hateful! What did you say!
Xia Xiaoshi became angry when she heard this. She gritted her teeth and said, "What did you say, Zhou?"
It's not for nothing that the IQs of men and women in love plummet, at least Zhou Changfeng just talked without thinking.
He said awkwardly: "I said it wrong, it should be a fish tank, and you are the only one in it."
“Why the big yellow croaker?”
"Because...it's very valuable."
"Heh, that's pretty much it."
The two bickered for a few words, and then returned to their daily routine.
Although there don't seem to be many people in this huge ready-to-wear store, the reality is just the opposite. Clothes orders ordered from here may have to be queued for several months.
Zhou Changfeng followed Xia Xiaoshi with a newspaper, and the two of them walked around like this. After shopping for a long time, Xia Xiaoshi spotted a material and called the clerk.
"What a good eye. This is a new style of Sanjing twisted flower. The quality is first-class, and it is not too expensive. It can be said to be affordable."
There are many types of traditional Chinese fabrics. Luo fabrics have a very good texture, are soft, light and breathable. They are a good choice for spring, summer and autumn clothes. However, good products are not cheap. Luo fabrics are relatively delicate, not wear-resistant or stretch-resistant, and they are more expensive.
Zhou Changfeng glanced at it and felt a little pained by the unit price of "one circle and eight jiao per foot".
A three-and-a-half-foot wide three-warp knotted flower must be 1.8 square feet long, and a set of Chinese clothes with upper and lower garments must be at least more than ten feet long, that is, more than ten feet long.
Obviously Xia Xiaoshi would still try to save money in this regard. She was thinking about it while telling the clerk her requirements, "Assembling the ingredients, one and a half feet is enough..."
Piecing means not using a complete section of fabric to sew clothes, but making maximum use of small pieces of leftover materials, which can save a lot of money; as for "lay", it refers to the circumference of the skirt after it is laid out flat. Long, the longer the hem, the more fabric will naturally be needed.
After she communicated with the clerk, they agreed on a time to pick up the goods, and finally the deal was settled at a total price of 27 yuan for 15 feet. This was just the price of the fabric and did not include the manual tailoring fee.
Although it was not his own money that was spent, Zhou Changfeng still felt a little bit of pain. When he was in middle school and college, he never cared about these things. He bought clothes and pants casually without thinking of spending thousands of dollars on them. Clothes and pants, the habit developed since then has continued to this day.
After leaving the clothing store, Xia Xiaoshi said seriously: "I have new clothes, but I still need a hairpin to match them."
My hint should be obvious enough, right? This guy used to be so good at flirting with women, so he must have understood it immediately.
After she finished speaking, she pretended not to care, but in fact she was waiting for Zhou's reaction.
Zhou Changfeng snapped his fingers and said relaxedly: "This is simple, wait a few days, and I will give you a unique one that is guaranteed to make people sigh."
oh? Shockingly unique?
His words made Xia Xiaoshi wonder about what kind of hairpin it would be. Judging from the pragmatic nature of most men, I'm afraid they won't be able to find pure gold.
In this way, with longing and expectation for the unknown, she was still thinking about it and the future after returning home, so much so that she became distracted during dinner.
Seeing his daughter holding chopsticks and staring at the rice bowl in a daze, Gao Lingling frowned slightly and was about to speak to remind her, but Xia Bing next to her spoke first.
He coughed lightly, and when Xia Xiaoshi came back to her senses, she said calmly: "Tell me, which family the boy is from."
Ah! Today I want to ask clearly which family’s pig came to grow my own cabbage!
After coming back to her senses, Xia Xiaoshi weighed the current situation in a very short period of time. Fortunately, she was mentally prepared and knew that her parents had already guessed it, so she chose to speak frankly.
"Uh...he is the head of the family himself."
"No father or mother?" Xia Bing felt something was wrong.
"Orphan?" Gao Lingling's words were even more straightforward.
Objectively speaking, what Xia Xiaoshi said was completely correct, but the price was that Zhou Changfeng, who had just disembarked and was about to return to camp, sneezed.
"No, it's just that his father died in the border area a long time ago, his mother also died of illness later, and his sister also got married."
"How is the situation now? What do you do?" Compared to Xia Bing, Gao Lingling, a mother, seems to be more anxious?
In fact, Xia Bing was well aware that his daughter was unlikely to be fooled by ordinary people.
After Xia Xiaoshi stated Zhou Changfeng's resume and experience in detail, both parents breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them have been thinking about arranging a life-long event for Xia Xiaoshi for the past two years, but it is not suitable to choose between left and right, and they do not want to wrong her, so they have postponed it until today.
But what I never expected was that I would actually meet such an excellent candidate?
(End of chapter)
