Chapter 470: Buy clothes for Zhao Ping'er

Liang Jinqiao understood the general and nodded, "I know that. If the conditions are worse, it will be worse. It's okay. It doesn't matter if you are poor, as long as you treat my Ping'er well in the future."
"If you have these words, then I can rest assured, don't worry about this, I will definitely notify you as soon as there is a suitable person."
"The matchmaker Gao, I'll beg you for my Jing'er business. You must pay more attention to me. If the marriage is good, I will definitely wrap you a big red envelope." Li Cuiying smiled.
"I know, I will introduce you to a good introduction to your relationship."
"Thank you."
Gao Mianma asked a few more casually and got up to leave.
She was still five or six miles away from Shuilan Village, and it might be dark if she returned home too late.
Zhao Yuner stayed in the third room for a while longer.
In the third house, Zhao Ping'er was anxious whether she could marry out, and clamored for Liang Jinqiao to buy herself a new dress.
"Mother, can you buy one for me? If the matchmaker Gao introduced me to my marriage, I would be better dressed to meet people! If it is like this, I am afraid that a man will finally be scared off seeing me ."
Zhao Yun'er was amused by Zhao Ping'er's words.
She is a bit self-aware now, knowing that she looks scary.
"Um..." Liang Jinqiao was stunned.
I was entangled by Zhao Ping'er. If I didn't buy it, my girl might be a little bit noisy.
If you buy it, a piece of cloth is not cheap.
The slightly better colored cloth costs hundreds of texts a piece, which is not a small expense for the country folks.
Although Zhao Yuner made a little money from her early stall, she also gave her a little. But she wanted to keep the money to buy the land.
If you save for a period of time, you should be able to buy one mu of land at the end of the year.
The field is the root, and there is no guarantee of life without the field. If one day Zhao Yun'er's stall cannot be opened earlier, and there is still a field, it will not make life too hard.
Zhao Ping'er begged Liang Jinqiao nonchalantly, "Mother, I didn't wear any good clothes when I was this old. I'm about to get married now, so you won't make me a dress. If I don't dress up better, in the future If you can’t get married, you can’t eat and drink at home for a lifetime, can it be more money than I make for a piece of clothing, right?"
Liang Jinqiao sighed, "Ping'er, mother is not reluctant to buy you..."
Liang Jinqiao didn't explain, but was interrupted by Zhao Yuner, "Mother, buy it for her. I will pay for the money. By the way, I will buy one for Tianan and Tianfu."
Liang Jinqiao didn't expect that Zhao Yuner would agree, because Zhao Yuner and Zhao Pinger were not right...
Naturally, Liang Jinqiao couldn't guess what Zhao Yuner was thinking.
Zhao Yuner felt that what Zhao Pinger said was not unreasonable.
People rely on clothing, and Buddha rely on gold.
It’s a bonus to dress well.
Zhao Ping'er looks a little ugly, and it is better to make a nice dress than he is now. Not to mention anything else, it’s better to dress up, and it’s quite prominent among the country folks. Maybe it can give a good impression.
If Zhao Ping'er could marry out, obviously there would be one less annoying scourge in the family. A few hundred dollars would be nothing.
Zhao Ping'er also looked at Zhao Yun'er in disbelief.
Suddenly, I felt moved. "Zhao Yun'er, I didn't expect you to have a little conscience!"