After being replaced, she changed from a miserable daughter-in-law to a lucky wife

Aunt Xiao looked at her and sighed: "Mrs. Wan, do you really not regret it?"

Xia Wanniang knew what she was talking about: "Mom, every word I said just now is true." Then she stretched out her hand and held her arm: "It is my blessing in my previous life to have such a good mother like you. Besides, my husband treats me very well, and my three children are well-behaved and sensible."

Aunt Xiao looked at the expression on her face, not missing a single detail. Knowing that she was speaking from the heart, she felt much more at ease: "Good child."

Xia Wanniang smiled and said, "Let's go buy some fabric."

Aunt Xiao looked at her like a child, pulling the two children towards the cloth shop in front, with smiles in her eyes.

The cloth shop clerk saw them coming in and hurried over to greet them: "What do you need to buy? I'll get it for you."

Xia Wanniang looked at the cloth shop in front of her curiously. On the left were rows of cloth, with many customers choosing among them, and on the right were ready-made garments.

"Can I take a look for myself first?"

"Of course you can. Just call me if you need anything." The guy said and turned and left.

Aunt Xiao sat on a stool nearby with her two children: "You go and see, we'll sit here and wait for you."

Xia Wanniang nodded. She did not go to look at the fabrics, but went directly to look at the ready-made clothes.

There are clothes for men, women, young and old here. It's winter now, and most of them are made of thicker fabrics, with padded jackets, cloaks, and overcoats on the outside.

The style can be said to be quite ordinary, without too many outstanding features. It is different from the ancient costumes she had seen in her previous life and is not as beautiful.

The most outstanding thing is probably the needlework, which is very good. There is a difference between the one made by stitch and that made by machine.

She stood in front of a set of clothes, and her consciousness had already begun searching for ancient costumes in the exchange space. She didn't like these styles because they were too old-fashioned.

This search yielded quite a few items for exchange, including chopsticks, bowls, plates, jade pendants, hairpins, etc.

She could also use the clothes and fabrics here to exchange for more beautiful clothes, a thought flashed through her mind.

"Dude."

The waiter immediately ran over and asked, "Customer, do you want to buy this suit?"

Xia Wanniang looked at the clothes in front of her and shook her head: "Where is the cheapest ready-made clothes here?"

The clerk was not dissatisfied with this, but led her to another shelf: "The cheapest ones are here."

"Poor people are poor people. They can only afford such cheap clothes." Xia Xiaoxiao's voice came.

Xia Wanniang turned around and saw Xia Xiaoxiao and Wu. She couldn't help but narrow her eyes: "They are still haunting us."

"I should have said this." Xia Xiaoxiao said unconvinced.

The waiter didn't know what to do when he saw the two of them like this: "Dear guests, everyone who enters the store is a guest."

"You really accept everyone." Mrs. Wu snorted coldly, "Show us the wedding gowns in your store. My daughter is going to marry a scholar soon, so we have to pick a good one."

"This..." The waiter turned and looked at Xia Wanniang.

Xia Wanniang had no intention of dealing with the mother and daughter right now: "Young man, you have to pick good ones for them, otherwise it will be embarrassing, they are not short of money."

The waiter immediately understood: "Of course I'll pick the good ones." Then he walked to the side of the Wu mother and daughter, and said, "Two guests, please follow me."

Mrs. Wu almost vomited blood, but now that she had made the big promise, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face if she didn’t buy it?

At this time, a woman came over and asked, "Do you want to buy ready-made clothes?"

Xia Wanniang turned to look at the newcomer. She was in her forties, but the clothes she wore didn't look like those worn by a shop assistant. Her polite smile made people feel very good about her. "Madam, are you the owner of this cloth shop?"

The woman smiled and nodded: "My husband's surname is Qi, if you don't mind, call me Madam Qi."

"Of course I don't mind." The clothes in front of Xia Wanniang were summer clothes, made of the cheapest hemp cloth, and the price of a set was more than one hundred coins.

She figured that the price of ready-made clothes was too high and that buying fabric would be much cheaper.