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149. Chapter 149 149, narrow road 3

Lu Ziyuan touched it. Eight hundred coins for a piece of cloth was considered the cheapest in the store, but it was a bit expensive for the poor. Obviously, this cloth shop took the mid-to-high-end route, but this cloth

The texture is much better than the material of her clothes.

In a word, expensive has its own value.

Lu Ziyuan looked at the colors and felt that the colors were very suitable for He Chunmei. Although the money she had on hand allowed her to buy better fabrics, she still thought it was suitable. Besides, it was expensive and He Chunmei was reluctant to wear it all the time.

It's useless to put it in a cabinet as a display.

"Auntie, please give me enough cloth to make a dress for my mother. My mother is about the same height and height as you." Lu Ziyuan also said to Lu Lan, "My mother will definitely look younger if she puts it on."

"Okay!" As soon as the aunt heard that Lu Ziwan made the decision without her having to say anything, it was a hassle-free decision. She directly agreed, holding the cloth and began to measure it while asking questions, "You two girls, don't you think about what you like?

Make one for yourself?"

"Auntie, I just haven't seen it yet. I have a seven-year-old brother who also wants to buy it." Lu Ziyuan responded with a smile, her eyes moving on the counter with cloths, while secretly discussing with Lu Lan.

Which one is suitable for a little kid like Lu Banxia?

"Sister Wan, even though your family has borrowed money and has cash on hand, if you spend money like this, your mother will beat you to death if you look back. If you don't have the money to pay back people in the future, let's see if those people will pull out your new money.

Use the clothes to pay off the debt!" Chen Guihua was shocked when she saw Lu Ziyuan deciding on the fabric of the clothes without blinking, while Lu Fangfang beside her was already frowning unhappily.

"Mom, our family is no worse than hers, why can't our family afford the cloth that she can afford?" Lu Fangfang asked loudly.

"Who says we can't afford it! It's just that you, a sister who is about to get married, why would you buy such expensive cloth?" Chen Guihua said.

Her words made the aunt who was cutting cloth inside laugh out loud and said, "Speaking of that aunt, isn't the girl who is about to get married a daughter of your family? There are so many people who come to me to order cloth.

When marrying a daughter, who doesn’t want to dress her in the best clothes and have a beautiful marriage? The daughter I have loved for more than ten years is about to marry someone else. There will be no chance to continue to love her by my side in the future, but I have never seen you treat me like this.

My daughter’s.”

"My father and my mother said that girls lose money!" Lu Jinbao said while kicking the threshold boredly.

"Who said girls are losers? Isn't your mother a girl? When you grow up, don't marry a girl as your wife. When your brothers were young, didn't your sisters help with all the work at home? Girls have to get married.

Wasn't there a betrothal gift? Why did you lose money?" The aunt laughed when she heard this, and her tone was full of ridicule.

"Auntie, in the eyes of some unscrupulous parents, aren't girls just lose money?" Lu Ziyuan didn't give any face, and smiled softly with the corners of her lips raised, "My father loved me when he was still alive, and I always love him.

He said that my daughter is the most considerate, well-behaved and worry-free child."

"It's better that your parents are sensible." The aunt put the cut cloth back, rolled up the cloth Lu Ziyuan wanted and tied it tightly, "Girl, okay, do you have anything else in mind?"


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