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"Are you okay?"

Xie Zhuo let go of Xu Yan's hand only after he saw that he had stood firmly.

"It's okay," Xu Yan shook his head.

Zhao Bin confirmed the time to go home with them, then drove to deliver the goods. Xie Zhuo took Xu Yan and the two kids to the department store.

Although Qingping County is not as prosperous as big cities, you can still buy all the small items necessary for a wedding. It just depends on whether you have money and tickets.

When I entered the department store, I saw a few sales clerks standing together, chatting about something. When they saw someone come in, they just lazily raised their eyelids and then continued chatting.

This was Xu Yan's first time visiting such an old-fashioned store.

Everything looks strange.

Xie Zhuo had already taken out the money and tickets he had prepared and handed them to her.

"Hmm?" Xu Yan looked at him.

“Buy whatever you want,” Xie Zhuo said.

The people chatting over there saw the man who came in with patched clothes and thought he was a wanderer who couldn't afford to buy anything. But then they saw him take out a handful of money at once, stopped eating melon seeds and chatting, and walked over.

"A young couple getting married?" The saleswoman asked casually when she saw that they were not very old.

Then I saw Dabao and Xiaobao, two little guys who were standing on tiptoe and trying to look inside.

"Are the children this old?"

The saleswoman looked at them both again in surprise.

"No, he's my nephew," Xu Yan felt a little embarrassed for some reason when he heard her say that. He didn't hear Xie Zhuo's rebuttal, so he quickly explained.

But after the explanation, she felt even more wrong.

What is her nephew?

Not married yet.

She wanted to say something, but the female salesperson had an expression on her face that said, "You two can't have a child this big at your age," and then asked them what they wanted to buy.

There was no chance for Xu Yan to explain further.

Xu Yan clearly felt that the people around her were staring at her.

She tried to suppress the discomfort in her heart and pointed at the cloth beside her, "How much is the cloth?"

"Cotton cloth is 40 cents a foot," said the saleswoman, and then she picked out a light blue cloth that was suitable for Xu Yan and showed it to her.

"You are pretty, so this color will look good on you," said the saleswoman.

Xu Yan looked at the cloth carefully and touched it with his hand.

I have to say that although this cotton cloth is a bit expensive, it feels really good and is comfortable to wear.

Seeing that Xu Yan was indeed planning to buy something, the saleswoman brought over another piece of red cloth and said, "And this one, it's suitable for weddings."

Getting married is easy these days.

There were no wedding cars or anything like that in later generations. Basically, one would just wear a new bright red dress, set up a few tables for banquets, and invite relatives to come and be witnesses, and that would be considered the ceremony complete.

Those who are better off would tie a big red flower on the front of their bicycles and take their new wives for a ride around the brigade, which would make a lot of people envious.

In Qingshan Brigade, only Song Guangming's family and Sun Guoan's family have such conditions.

Xu Yan put the blue and red cloth together and compared them. The red material was harder than the light blue one and was suitable for making a coat.

She glanced at Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo didn't understand what she meant, so he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Which one do you think is better to buy?" Xu Yan was a little confused.

"I think they're both good." Although Xie Zhuo didn't understand what Xu Yan meant just now, he could still see that she obviously liked both pieces of cloth.

If you like them all, what else to choose?

"Buy both, one for your wedding and one for everyday wear," he said.

"Tickets..." Xu Yan didn't see clearly how many tickets Xie Zhuo gave her.

"It's enough, buy it with confidence," said Xie Zhuo.

The saleswoman originally had some opinions about this tall, patched-up man, but now that she sees how well he treats his girlfriend, her opinion has changed a little.

I took the initiative to introduce him to several small leather shoes and some ready-made Dacron clothes.

"This material is good, it's crisp and wrinkle-free. Your partner is good-looking. It would look great if he or she could wear a white Dacron shirt like this to get married," said the saleswoman.

Xie Zhuo looked at the clothes and then at Xu Yan.

"Although it's a little expensive," the saleswoman saw that he was a little tempted and continued, "But a woman only gets married once in her life, so it's always a good idea to dress nicely."

Xie Zhuo was even more excited.

Xu Yan almost laughed when he saw this.

This elder sister is quite talkative.

She had often heard this kind of rhetoric in certain ring advertisements in her previous life, customizing a ring for the person you love for your whole life, a marriage, a lifetime promise and so on.

"Only eighteen dollars," the saleswoman said.

That’s it?

If those old women in Qingshan Brigade heard this, their eyes would pop out of their heads!

Eighteen yuan can buy twenty kilograms of meat!

"How about," Xie Zhuo looked at Xu Yan, "buy it?"

Xu Yan couldn't hold it back and laughed.

"Buy it," she nodded.

But when Xie Zhuo heard Xu Yan tell the saleswoman to get one set for women and one set for men, he was still stunned.

"I don't need it," Xie Zhuo said, "buy a few more for yourself. I see there are many colors. You can pick a few more."

"Ouch!"

Before Xu Yan could say anything, the salesperson next to him spoke first, "You're a good guy, you're really good to your girlfriend!"

She said this quite loudly, and when the other counters in the store heard it, they all looked over here.

Xu Yan had gotten used to being surrounded by people and stared at him these past two days. He didn't pay much attention to those gazes at this moment and insisted on picking up something that Xie Zhuo could wear.

"I really don't..."

"I want to wear the same clothes as you on our wedding day," Xu Yan said.

Then, Xie Zhuo closed his mouth and stopped talking. The tips of his ears seemed to be a little...

"This straw hat looks pretty good," Xie Zhuo suddenly took a straw hat from the side and covered Xu Yan's head with it, blocking her view of floating upwards.

Xu Yan: “…”

While the salesperson was looking for clothes, Xu Yan asked Xie Zhuo to pick up Dabao and Xiaobao and choose the fabrics they liked.

Of course, it is better for children to wear cotton, which is soft, skin-friendly and sweat-absorbent.

Just let them pick a color they like.

Xie Zhuo was rather rough in raising his children. He was happy as long as they had enough to eat and clothes to wear. He didn't care what colors the children liked.

Moreover, children grow fast, and the clothes we make for them will outgrow them within a few months.

So let alone in rural areas, even in cities many families don’t make clothes for their children.

Basically, the eldest child wears the clothes first and then the second child. The eldest child just needs to modify the clothes that the adults don't wear anymore.

Or you can deliberately make it one size larger when making it, so that it can be worn for a long time. If it is still too short, just add a piece to the trousers or sleeves.

When Dabao and Xiaobao heard her words, they turned their heads to look over at the same time.

They must have heard it right. Third Aunt just told them to choose the fabrics and make clothes for them.

Clearly, many aunts and grandmothers said that the female educated youth did not like them and would throw away these two burdens sooner or later.

Although they knew that their uncle would never send them away, they were still a little afraid of the beautiful aunt, fearing that she didn't like them, so they always behaved very well in front of her.

I don't dare to act naughty at all.

"Aunt San, are you really going to make clothes for us?" Dabao was held in Xie Zhuo's arms and looked at Xu Yan very seriously.

"Yes," Xu Yan smiled and touched his head, "Today our family will all make new clothes."

Our...home?

Xie Zhuo lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes moved slightly.