I was a daigou in the 60s

Xiao Dongqing picked up his daughter and kissed her on the cheek.

My daughter laughed so hard that she fell backwards and shouted as she laughed.

"Oh, Daddy, your beard is so itchy."

"Just tickle you, rub the other side of your face too."

Xiao Dongqing played and fought with his daughter like a child.

"So energetic so early in the morning? Come and have breakfast."

Su Zhilan said from the side.

The daughter stuck out her tongue mischievously and took Xiao Dongqing's hand and walked towards the dining table.

Although the breakfast was simple, just a pot of rice porridge with pickles, the atmosphere was warm.

"Yesterday I went to the clothing store, and guess who I met?"

Xiao Dongqing said.

"Who?"

Su Zhilan asked.

"Yin Meifang is the store manager now."

"I wanted to pick out some clothes for you, but the prices she offered were too expensive, so I didn't buy them."

Xiao Dongqing explained.

Su Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief and replied.

"It's a good thing you didn't buy it. The price is indeed a bit high."

In fact, for four sets of clothes, the price of two hundred and fifty is not excessive.

But given their family's limited budget, the decision was clearly a wise one.

For Su Zhilan, the price of these clothes was still beyond her affordability.

It’s not because the price itself is ridiculously high, but because her current income is really limited.

After much difficulty in gaining Cao Yuanhua's approval, a monthly salary of 600 yuan was already a considerable income for her.

However, the total price of these clothes far exceeded her monthly salary, which was undoubtedly a luxury.

"You'd better consult with me before you buy anything."

Su Zhilan said to her husband.

"You know the financial situation of our family. We can't afford such expenses."

"It's just a few pieces of clothing. We don't have to be so tight-fisted."

Xiao Dongqing replied, seemingly not caring about his wife's concerns.

"I didn't buy them, not because I couldn't afford them, but because I felt the cost of these four sets of clothes was far lower than the selling price."

"Clothing stores are exploiting consumers by selling at more than double the profit."

Su Zhilan explained.

Xiao Dongqing has his own plans. He wants to invest in the clothing industry.

He believed that with his plan, he could monopolize all the clothing stores in the town within a month.

“Although there aren’t many clothing stores here, once I get a handle on all the traffic.”

"The monthly income is expected to reach 100,000 yuan."

He said.

Su Zhilan frowned and questioned.

"Stop bragging. How can the cost be so low?"

"You don't even know the price of clothes. Do you have the ability to earn 100,000 yuan a month?"

Although Xiao Dongqing's life did improve and he quit his drinking and gambling habits.

Also found a stable job.

But he would occasionally say some unbelievable big words, which made Su Zhilan feel annoyed.

When my daughter curiously asked how much one hundred thousand yuan was,

Xiao Dongqing explained it to her in a simple way, painting a beautiful imaginary picture.

There was a glint of anticipation in the little girl's eyes.

However, Su Zhilan did not want her daughter to be influenced by these empty promises.

Xiao Dongqing knew that no amount of words could change his wife's opinion.

Only actual actions can prove everything.

Therefore, he chose to work quietly, left home after leaving a promise.

Su Zhilan was left alone to face the real economic pressure and uncertainty about the future.

When Xiao Dongqing left, Su Zhilan returned to the room.

Carefully remove the plastic bag hidden under the hollow brick.

It contained the money they had saved by living frugally.

She counted every bill carefully, and every penny was a testimony to the family's hard work.

Zhilan saved every penny and finally saved up three hundred yuan.

The money was not much, but it was enough to buy her daughter Tiantian a beautiful new dress.

She carefully put the money into her pocket, restored the tile where the money was hidden, and walked into the living room.

"Tiantian, let's go shopping. Mommy will buy you new clothes."

Zhilan said gently.

"yeah."

Tiantian cheered.

"I have new clothes to wear!"

The little girl ran happily to her mother, held her hand tightly, with a happy smile on her face.

After entering the clothing store, Zhilan went straight to the children's clothing area.

His eyes were full of anticipation as he began to carefully select clothes suitable for Tiantian.

Just then, a familiar voice interrupted her concentration.

"Su Zhilan? Is it really you?"

Yin Meifang shouted in surprise and patted Zhilan on the shoulder.

"Yeah, long time no see, you are still so young."

Zhilan said with a smile and started chatting happily with her old friend.

"Is this your daughter? She's grown up so much! She doesn't look like Xiao Dongqing."

Yin Meifang asked curiously.

Zhilan's smile froze instantly, and a sense of unease arose in her heart.

"I'm only saying this because I'm worried about you, don't take it personally."

Yin Meifang noticed Zhilan's mood change and hurried to explain.

Afterwards, Yin Meifang pulled Zhilan aside mysteriously.

I whispered to her that I saw Xiao Dongqing picking out clothes with another woman in the store yesterday.

What shocked her even more was that those clothes were bought for that woman.

And Xiao Dongqing actually wanted to buy four expensive clothes for 150 yuan.

"He also said that he mentioned this to you yesterday."

Yin Meifang continued.

Zhilan's heart sank suddenly and her mind was in a mess.

Last night, Xiao Dongqing did mention helping people pick clothes.

But there was no mention of choosing another woman, nor was there any disclosure of any intimate behavior between them.

Thinking about my past selfless contributions to my family.

But now she heard such news, she felt extremely painful and disappointed.

"Is this... true?"

Zhilan's voice was trembling and there were tears in her eyes.

"Of course, why would I lie to you?"

Yin Meifang answered, then moved closer and added in a low voice.

"I also saw them kissing in the corner."

"That scene was like a couple in love."

Zhilan's body trembled slightly with shock, as if the world was collapsing at this moment.

The family she once thought was strong was now torn apart by the cruel reality.

Su Zhilan stood there, like a dead leaf swaying in the wind, who knows when it would be blown away.

"Sister Su, don't be so loud. It's not a good influence."

Yin Meifang reminded her softly.

Su Zhilan finally came to her senses and turned to look at her daughter.

The little girl was concentrating on playing with plasticine and didn't notice the adults' strange behavior at all.

"What should I do?"

Su Zhilan's voice was choked with sobs.

"Don't cry, Sister Su, we are old friends. I will help you solve this problem."

Yin Meifang comforted.

"Have you ever heard of 'leaving the house empty-handed'?"

"Kick out the house? What does that mean?"

Su Zhilan asked in confusion.

"Even in the divorce, he can't take a penny away, and he won't get a share of your property."

Yin Meifang explained.

"But... he doesn't want a divorce."

Su Zhilan said worriedly.

“It’s not up to him to decide.

If he has ever committed domestic violence against you, we can apply for a compulsory divorce.