Chapter 20: 80 Soldiers 20

When Zhao Nan is discharged from the hospital, the two of them will live their own lives behind closed doors.
Zhao Nan was resting at home for a period of time because of a leg injury, and people often came to visit him. As a result, Jiang Rui met a group of military officers' lovers, one or two of whom could talk about, and slowly became friends.
The weather was getting hotter, Jiang Rui put on the spring and summer clothes he brought from home, and after going around for a while, he found a problem: the clothes she was wearing were not quite the same as the ones here.
In other words, she was soiled.
She didn't care about being soilless. When I was in the Xishan brigade before, what kind of clothes she wore, and what kind of clothes she was wearing, she could put on her body, because she knew that if you want to blend into a place, you can't be too alien.
It's different when you come to a big city. In the first two years, even leaders have spoken about reforms and opening up.
The most obvious is reflected in women's dress, hairstyle and dress. A few years ago, when I walked on the street, I was still wearing a uniform, and my eyes were green and gray. In the past two years, all kinds of novel costumes have sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain, especially the young girls, one more handsome and one more fashionable.
With such a comparison, Jiang Rui couldn't care less.
If someone is soiled, she is also soiled, that's okay; when people are fashionable, she can't return soil.
Especially on a few occasions, she heard several young girls from the cultural troupe secretly saying that she was a village girl. Jiang Rui felt that she couldn't care about the little girl, but as a woman, she was a bit dissatisfied with being evaluated like this.
After returning home, she took the money and cloth tickets, went to the department store and went around, but when she came out, she didn’t buy the new bell bottoms and toad mirrors. Instead, she bought a few pieces of cloth and prepared to make them by herself-those in the store. She doesn't like the clothes. She will make a few unique ones so that the people who laughed at her will swallow the words back.
The sewing machine bought by her marriage was in her hometown. Jiang Rui decided to sew stitch by stitch by herself. Anyway, her hand speed and vision are much faster than ordinary people.
Zhao Nan's leg should be repaired for another month or two after the plaster was removed, but he couldn't stay idle and returned to the team early.
Jiang Rui didn't worry either. Her presence would not leave him with any sequelae.
In the evening, Zhao Nan came home from the camp. As soon as he walked in, he didn't hear the familiar sweet phrase you are back. There was no smell of dinner in the air, and the whole house was quiet. He searched 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 various fabrics and needles scattered around her, holding a white cloth in her hand, stitching the left stitch and the right stitch, concentrating on sewing.
Zhao Nan stood for a while, and saw that she ignored herself, so he had to speak, "I'm back."
Jiang Rui mumbled without looking up.
At this time in the past, she should ask you if you are hungry. Zhao Nan waited and waited, but before that, she said to herself: "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 jacket, rolled up his sleeves, washed the rice and put it in the pot, and then the pots and pans ping-pong-pong rang for a while, and brought out two bowls of dry or thin rice. Burnt scrambled eggs, a bowl of winter melon and rib soup left over at noon.
He went to ask Jiang Rui to eat, Jiang Rui responded, but did not move.
Zhao Nan waited for a while, and simply leaned over and picked her up and put it on the chair by the dining table.
Holding a needle in his hand, Jiang Rui blinked, looked at the food on the table, looked like him again, and suddenly said, "You are back."
Zhao Nan said helplessly: "I'm back, what are you doing?"
"I made summer clothes. I brought them at home before. It was too ugly to wear them out." Jiang Rui answered him while picking up rice.
After having a meal with chopsticks, Zhao Nan asked, "Who said it was ugly?"
"It doesn't matter who said it." Jiang Rui took a chopsticks and squinted his eyes after chewing twice.
"What's wrong? Is the salt gone? Spit it out." Zhao Nan kept paying attention to her and said immediately when she saw it.
Jiang Rui shook his head, swallowed the rice in his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's not salty, it's so delicious. Uncle's craftsmanship is really good."
Zhao Nan was a bit hot when she was praised, and he held back for a while before saying, "It's just cooked, there is no craftsmanship."
That was the case, he put the burnt and burnt pieces of the scrambled eggs into his bowl, leaving them tender for Jiang Rui.
Jiang Rui said again: "I think it's interesting to make clothes. I will make two clothes for you when they are done."
Zhao Nan nodded. He thought Jiang Rui had something to do to pass the time, but he still explained: "You can't forget to eat next time."
"Got it."
Jiang Rui did it for two days, and finally finished a dress. It was a white long-sleeved shirt and red and white plaid long skirt. The skirt went down to the calf and was fitted with a pair of white sandals.
When it was sunny weather, she wore new clothes and carried a basket, and went out to buy vegetables.
As soon as they walked out of their family building, they received a lot of attention, and many people were whispering behind their backs.
She listened intently, and only one or two of them were out of place. Most of the others were discussing whether this was a new product from a department store, and they wanted to buy it.
She listened, feeling a little complacent.
"Baoqin?"
Someone behind him called her, Jiang Rui turned around, and the person was Song Chunyan, Zheng Bin's lover, "Sister-in-law, are you going to buy groceries too?"
"Oh, it's really you!" Song Chunyan caught up in a few steps, and took her to look left and right. "I just looked at from a distance, thinking in my heart, this is a girl from whose family, dressed in such a fashionable dress, she gets away. The closer you look at the background, the more familiar you are. I'm not sure that it is you. When did you buy this dress? It looks very handsome."
Jiang Rui raised his chin slightly and said with a smile, "I did it myself."
"You didn't lie to me?" Song Chunyan couldn't believe it. After getting a positive reply, she circled her around and couldn't help but praised: "It's so beautiful and beautiful. The trousers look much better. What's so interesting about those two big trouser legs flicking? Not as good as your skirt, which is generous and neat."
Jiang Rui pursed the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little embarrassed to be praised, "I do it myself and wear it casually. My sister-in-law praised me so much that I heard a joke."
"Who dares to laugh?" Song Chunyan said rudely, and the two walked forward side by side. "Why did you suddenly think of making clothes?"
"It's okay, it's just hot, and the previous clothes are not suitable."
Song Chunyan snorted, "You don't need to lie to me, did you hear those unscrupulous words?"
Jiang Rui didn't refute, only said: "Sister-in-law also knows?"
"The little girls now open their mouths one by one and say that people are from the countryside, and don't want to think about it. I counted up from my ancestors, 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. Looking at them, Jing stared at what they were wearing, what they brought in their hands, and some shameless ones, staring at other people's husbands." Song Chunyan pointed out.
Jiang Rui knew that she was talking about something from the previous time. There was a soldier in the compound who was promoted and promoted to a level that allowed his family to join the army. It was a good thing, but the family made a big fuss shortly after they arrived. It turned out that the soldier was secretly dealing with a young woman in the past two years and was discovered. His family attributes are also fierce, and he couldn't bear to be wronged, so he stabbed this matter up. The soldier was punished and demoted to another place. Not only did the young girl get no benefits, she also caused a bad reputation.
This incident was very lively in the family building.
"A man who steals fishy is not a good thing." Song Chunyan finally made a conclusion, "If our old Zheng dares to provoke troubles, see if I don't interrupt his legs."
Jiang Rui chuckled and said, "Ge 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. My sister-in-law tells you, those little girls, don't take it to heart. They say you are mostly jealous of you in their hearts. I am jealous of your beautiful appearance. I am jealous of old Zhao being young and promising, and even more jealous of him that he only treats you alone. You don't have to do anything, just tie him tightly, and watch them jealous."
"My sister-in-law said, I remember it all." Jiang Rui said with a smile.
Jiang Rui wandered around in her new clothes, and successfully attracted several people to ask her where to buy the clothes before returning home with the basket.
Zhao Nan came back for dinner at noon and was taken aback when he saw her.
"Does it look good?" Jiang Rui asked him.
"It looks good." 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 invitingly.
Zhao Nan heard this, but frowned slightly: "Already worn out?"
"I wore it when I went shopping in the morning, what's wrong, I'm shameless, eh?" She poked Zhao Nan in the chest.
Zhao Nan held her hand. Of course he didn't think she was shameful, but he was a little awkward when he thought that she was dressed like this, but he was not the first person he saw. He always knew his little wife was beautiful, but no matter whether she was beautiful or not, he didn't like others staring at her.
It would be even more awkward for him to say such things.
"Next time I wear new clothes, I will check it for you first." After a long time of boredom, he came up with a reasonable excuse.
Jiang Rui only agreed with a smile as he hadn't noticed his careful thinking.
In the afternoon, she went out again, and finally met the little girls from the above work group, walked in front of them, and went home contented.
She didn't compete with the little girl, just let them see her new clothes.
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Heroine: Who said that a tens of thousands-year-old lady can't have a girlish heart?
PS: Some readers reported that the progress was a bit slow. Here is a little explanation. The world is set in the early 1980s. When the author writes, he will consciously write about that era, because if you don’t write at all, I think The background of this era is meaningless. Of course, the following world will not be so verbose. There is not much left in this world. The second big boss and the big big three N are already hungry and thirsty. Line up, take your time, one by one waiting to be teased~