The class leader followed Han Yuanfang home. When the two of them arrived home, Han Yuanfang took out a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun. As soon as he finished eating and was about to sit down and light the fire, there was a knock on the door.
"Yuanfang, Yuanfang, open the door, it's me."
The class leader still yelled, even if she knew Han Dongmei.
"Yuanfang, you haven't eaten?"
"Eat, there's leftovers. Let's go, I'll take you to see the dresses, you must like them."
Han Dongmei saw the three skirts and hugged them without letting go.
"It's so pretty. I like every color."
"Then you have to try to see if you can wear it, right?"
"Well, I'll try."
After Han Dongmei put it on, Han Yuanfang shook her head, "It's too big. It doesn't look good on you."
Han Dongmei's face fell, "Why are you so big? I think it's good to be busy. If I eat more in the past three months, I can still grow taller and gain weight."
"Dongmei, there's really no need for this. You can take one back and put it on for aunt to see. If she says it's okay, you can keep it."
"Why don't I have anything that fits me?"
"Dongmei, these are adult clothes."
Han Dongmei reluctantly went home holding a purple pair. In fact, she didn't look good when she looked in the mirror. But she really liked it.
After a while, Han Dongmei came back, "Yuanfang, my mother told me to buy one."
Seeing her smiling face, Han Yuanfang nodded, "Okay, just give me six yuan."
Han Dongmei came with ten dollars, "Six dollars? Yuanfang, you lost money."
"Why did you lose money? Don't worry, go back quickly, you will go to school soon."
"By the way, you just met the Tang family's aunt on the road. She pulled my skirt and looked at it for a long time, and I told her that you sold it."
Han Yuanfang smiled and nodded. "I know, I sold it to them for eight yuan."
"Yuanfang, don't worry, I won't tell anything. I also told my mother about eight yuan. I can also secretly keep two yuan."
After seeing off her friends, Han Yuanfang tidied up before going to school.
Gao Wenqiang ran to Han Yuanfang's side when get out of class was over, "Have the jeans and shirt come in?"
"Well, you're in, but I think you're wearing too much clothes."
"It's okay, it's okay, I just like baggy clothes. I'll go to your house to buy them after school."
Since he was willing, Han Yuanfang said nothing.
She had already seen the head teacher staring at her.
The next day, this guy actually came here wearing this outfit. It's the end of March, and this guy was only wearing a shirt? No coat? Do you really want to ask him if he's not cold?
Just because of his clothes, he was surrounded by several classmates asking questions after class. The old classmate asked them to go to the back of the classroom and stand, so no one asked him in school.
In the evening she sold three sets of clothes again. The three of them were not as tall as Gao Wenqiang. I really don't know what they were thinking?
Early on Sunday morning, she left on a bicycle with two large bags of clothes.
The first stop was the post office in the county town. The post office was already open when she arrived. When Jiang Chuqing saw the bag on the little girl's car, she knew it must be the skirt.
He whispered to the team leader and then came out to look for Han Yuanfang.
"Sister Xiaoqing, the skirt has arrived. Look at the color and pattern. It looks pretty good."
Because Jiang Chuqing was at work, she took out a dress that was very discreet. She traced the length on her body, which should reach her calf. The colors were pink and yellow, which she liked, and purple looked good too.
"Yuanfang, how much does a skirt cost?"
"Eight dollars a piece."
"I want all three."
"It's okay if the colors and patterns are different. Sister Xiaoqing, if you want three pieces, just give me twenty-three pieces."
"thank you."
Han Yuanfang smiled and shook his head, put the money and left.
After Jiang Chuqing went in holding her skirt, all the lesbians looked at her. During lunch, six little girls went into the room to try on clothes.
"Xiaoqing, I want it too, and I want three strips too."
"I also want."
All six girls want it, and they all want three pieces.
"Eight yuan a piece."
"Eight yuan is eight yuan. I like the color of the skirt so much."
"That little girl went to the market to sell clothes. I wonder if she will come here?"
"What should we do?"
"No, let's find someone to go to her house and tell her and ask her to deliver it to the six of you. You can't wear it now anyway. Let me tell you, she got the jeans and shirts that are left in the city now.
"
"Really? I wanted to buy jeans but couldn't find any. Xiaoqing, why don't we go to her house together after get off work tonight."
"Okay. Let's go together."
It was past eight o'clock when Han Yuanfang arrived in the city by bicycle. She went to the same place as last time. The middle-aged woman selling clothes was also there, and her tops were not sold out yet.
Looking at Han Yuanfang's hanging skirt, she couldn't put it down.
"Little girl, how many skirts do you have?"
"A thousand pieces."
"Can you give me some?"
"In that case, I can only give you six and a half dollars a piece."
"Eight yuan for sale?"
Han Yuanfang nodded, "Yes. Eight yuan."
"Yeah, that's fine. Can you give it to me today?"
"That's okay. I brought a lot of skirts today."
Liu Limei is also a disciplined person, "Are you going to sell it first today? Or give it to me now?"
"I'll sell it today."
"Okay." She knew that this little girl only had time to come over to sell clothes on Sundays. She could do it every day.
In an era when colors were monotonous, three brightly colored skirts were hung here and soon attracted many people.
Liu Limei is also a good person. She selected one and said, "I'll buy one too."
As he said that, he gave me eight yuan. Then he put it on directly outside his clothes and looked at it in front of the mirror. "Okay, it's really beautiful."
Han Yuanfang knew that she wanted to be a model for herself.
In this way, many women could intuitively see the effect of wearing the clothes on their bodies. Within a short time, ten skirts were sold, and people came around one after another.
"Yuanfang, Yuanfang."
"Sister Lihong, are you here? Look at this dress. You must like it."
"I like it. I saw it from afar."
"Yeah, the color is bright."
Liu Lihong saw the clothes seller next to her modeling for Han Yuanfang. "Yuanfang gives me pink for a day, and I will wear it for you as a model."
Liu Lihong is a little girl and she has a good figure. She looks better when she wears it than Liu Limei.
For two hours, there was no interruption. All the skirts were sold out, and there were not many shirts and jeans left.
Liu Limei sighed, "Business is so good." It would be a lie not to be envious.
"Yuanfang, when you come next week, I will definitely keep mine first." Liu Lihong said that if she were wearing it now, she would keep it anyway. If she can't wear it now, she would just wait for a while.
