The hairpins cost 65 cents each, and the mirror cost 14 cents. Thirteen hairpins and a mirror didn't cost Zhao Jun much in total. As for the shampoo, Ma Ling said she spent it on her own, and it was really her own money.

"I'll give you half." After paying the money, Ma Ling gave half of the shampoo she bought to Zhao Jun and told him: "Go back and give it to my aunt."

In the future, the daughter-in-law will buy something for the old woman. It’s so heartwarming, how could Zhao Jun refuse?

The two of them packed up their purchases, and Zhao Jun and Ma Ling left in the salesman's eyes.

The two of them walked around to the counter at the back, where clothes were sold. The last time Zhao Jun came here, he bought a bunch of vests here.

Seeing that there were clothes hanging on both sides, with women's clothing on one side and men's clothing on the other, Ma Ling asked Zhao Jun: "What do you want to buy?"

These days, the gap in living standards between rural and urban areas has become apparent.

In rural areas, people usually sew their own clothes, but in cities, they even have down jackets.

"I'll buy you some clothes." As soon as Zhao Jun said these words, Ma Ling grabbed his arm. However, Ma Ling did not throw herself into her arms out of surprise, but dragged Zhao Jun away.

"What clothes should I buy?" Ma Ling said, "I have a lot of clothes!"

Zhao Jun was suddenly dragged by Ma Ling and staggered, but he quickly regained his balance and maintained a stalemate with Ma Ling: "It's your birthday, I'll buy you some clothes."

"I don't want it!" Ma Ling shook her head insistently and said, "What birthday? What birthday do I have at such a young age?"

People rarely celebrate their birthdays at this time. Every year on their birthdays, they use this day to boil two eggs and make some noodles to satisfy their cravings.

"Oops!" Zhao Jun said, "It's not your birthday, so I can't buy you clothes?"

"I won't buy clothes!" Ma Ling said firmly, "I won't buy them even if I can't celebrate my birthday!"

"If you don't want to buy it, let's try it!" Seeing Ma Ling still shaking her head, Zhao Jun said, "Let's not tear it up here, it will make people laugh."

Entering the city from the mountains, Ma Ling was afraid that people would laugh at her, and she was even more afraid of being laughed at because she had caused Zhao Jun to suffer, so she was dragged by Zhao Jun to the counter selling women's clothing.

The buyer of women's clothing was a middle-aged woman in her forties, and she could see the young couple tugging at each other just now.

At this time, seeing Zhao Jun bringing Ma Ling over, the middle-aged salesperson smiled faintly and said, "Let's see what's in the photo and try it on."

"This!" Zhao Jun was unambiguous, raising his hand and pointing at the light blue down jacket hanging behind the salesman.

"Yeah!" The salesperson looked sideways and smiled. When he reached for the pole for picking clothes, he smiled at Zhao Jun and said, "Young man is very good at shopping. He just cuts the good ones."

As he said that, the salesman raised the pole. There was a small two-pronged fork on the front of the pole. The shape was somewhat similar to the badger fork, a heirloom of the Zhang family.

This small fork is used to pick up the clothes hanger. The fork is pressed against the hook of the clothes hanger, and the clothes hanger comes down from the clothes hanging rod with the clothes.

"This is Yaya's." The salesperson said to Zhao Jun and Ma Ling while picking up the down jacket, "This is the best down jacket."

"What clothes?" Ma Ling asked curiously with her eyes wide open.

"Down jacket!" The salesperson pinched the corner of the jacket and said to Ma Ling: "It's all made of duck down, and it can't be penetrated even at minus 30 degrees."

Ma Ling subconsciously reached out and touched it, then shook her head at Zhao Jun and said, "We won't buy it. These clothes are not as soft as a cotton-padded jacket."

This is true, these days' down jackets are made of duck down and are not that soft to the touch.

But Ma Ling didn't buy it, mainly because she didn't want to spend money. The down jacket Zhao Jun chose was light blue, which was Ma Ling's favorite color.

And even though the down jackets at this time were not as innovative as later, they still looked much better than cotton-padded jackets.

"Put it on and try it." Zhao Jun urged from the side, saying: "Everyone has taken it down for us, so we have to try it."

"Then..." After hearing what Zhao Jun said, Ma Ling felt embarrassed and immediately took off her cotton-padded jacket and put on the down jacket.

There is a full-length mirror here when shopping for clothes. As soon as Ma Ling puts on the down jacket, her whole person immediately changes.

Wearing a cotton-padded jacket looks bulky, but wearing a down jacket makes her look straighter. Moreover, the color matches her skin. Ma Ling is already fair, and this dress makes her look even fairer.

Ma Ling's big furry eyes blinked, looking very cute.

But the fly in the ointment is that this dress is too big, and Ma Ling looks fat and big when she wears it. As the old saying goes, she can sing in it.

"This is too big." Zhao Jun said to the salesperson: "Please find something that my partner can wear."

The salesperson smiled when he heard this, and while going to get the rod, he said: "I usually buy the big one, and when I'm done, the young couple can change it."

This piece of clothing is not cheap, and even city dwellers have a hard time consuming it. So as the salesperson said, when a young couple buys a down jacket, they can buy something that can be worn by men, and women can also wear it, but it is just a bit bigger.

But there is no problem for Zhao Jun to consume this, and it is given to Ma Ling, so of course there can be no ambiguity.

"I'm not looking for it anymore. I'm not looking for it anymore." At this time, Ma Ling ran over and opened the zipper and said to the salesperson: "We don't want to buy it."

"You try it first." When Zhao Jun was talking to Ma Ling, he waved his hand to the salesperson, who used a pole to pick off the layers of clothes in order to find a down jacket suitable for Ma Ling.

"Don't try!" At this time, Ma Ling was very determined. She took her cotton-padded jacket and put it on.

Although the two were engaged, in rural areas and forest areas, they are not a couple unless they have a banquet. Zhao Jun couldn't grab Ma Ling's cotton-padded jacket. In desperation, Zhao Jun tricked Ma Ling and said: "It's your birthday, little brother."

I know I’m going to buy you something, but why don’t I give you some clothes?”

This little Gudong, in order to please his wife, tricked his brother-in-law again.

Ma Yang didn't buy that card for Ma Ling. When the time comes, Ma Ling won't be able to accept the gift from his brother. It would be strange if she doesn't blame Ma Yang.

But Zhao Jun felt that the girl would most likely not want anything from Ma Yang, so when the time came, the card would be given to Ma Ling.

"You..." Ma Ling put on her cotton-padded jacket and said, "You bought me things all day long, what else do you want to give me?"

"Those are small items." Zhao Jun said, "I'll buy you some clothes."

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But after taking off the clothes, the saleswoman's face suddenly changed. She subconsciously pressed her hand on her lower abdomen, and then Zhao Jun and Ma Ling said, "Wait a moment."

With that said, the salesperson walked out from behind the counter, went to the corner of the front and rear counters, and shouted to the counter at the back: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu?"

"Master!" The salesperson who was selling hairpins ran over to the middle-aged salesperson selling clothes and asked, "What's going on?"

"I'm here to do that." The middle-aged salesman patted the young salesman's arm and urged, "Bring me some paper."

There are no sanitary napkins these days, or they are only sold in big cities. Therefore, when the middle-aged salesperson feels uncomfortable every month, he uses the same toilet paper as the women in the forest.

The young saleswoman turned around and ran to her own counter. She was the apprentice of the clothes salesman. She was trained by someone when she first started working in the department store.

The young salesperson quickly left and returned. After the middle-aged salesperson took the toilet paper, she turned back and pointed at Zhao Jun and Ma Ling, and said to her apprentice: "Hurry and help me greet the customers."

"I..." The young saleswoman looked in the direction her master pointed, and suddenly the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Come on, what are you looking at?" Seeing that her apprentice was not moving, the middle-aged saleswoman reached out and patted her on the back, saying: "What can happen to a person if he becomes obscene? You should go to work, and you have to go to work!"

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"Master!" The young saleswoman stamped her feet angrily, and her master stretched out his hand to pull her back and said, "Hurry up, don't let people wait."

The young saleswoman had a bad work attitude, but she knew how to respect her teachers. After being urged by her master, the young saleswoman reluctantly walked to the counter.

Seeing Zhao Jun and Ma Ling secretly laughing, the young salesperson gave them both a hard look.

"Ling'er, she's here, let's try it on." Zhao Jun used the salesperson to find a reason to let Ma Ling try on clothes. Ma Ling also felt that she couldn't show her timidity in front of this little girl, so she immediately took off her cotton-padded jacket and put on another one.

Got a down jacket.

This down jacket fits perfectly. The previous one was fat and big, and even had a cotton-padded jacket that made it look neat. Not to mention this one, Ma Ling looked good in front of the mirror, from the side, and from the back.

"How much do these clothes cost?" Zhao Jun asked. The salesperson was not buying clothes. She didn't know the price very well. Then she took the book next to her and opened it. She found the words Duck Down Jacket (Female). After taking a look at the price,

Said to Zhao Jun: "Ninety-seven."

"Bought it." Zhao Jun didn't even hesitate. The salesperson twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Take the money!"

"Don't worry." Zhao Jun pointed to the right and said, "Find us another pair of pants."

What Zhao Jun was referring to was a row of jeans.

"Hey?" At this time, Ma Ling, who was still looking at herself in the mirror, felt something was wrong and hurriedly ran towards Zhao Jun and said, "What are you doing?"

"I'll buy you another pair of pants." After Zhao Jun finished speaking, Ma Ling grabbed his arm again, but this time Ma Ling didn't pull Zhao Jun.

"No, I have pants." Ma Ling's refusal did not sway Zhao Jun. He said to the salesman: "Find me someone with a waist of two feet."

Ma Ling is on the thin side, her waist is not that thick normally, but she is wearing cotton pants.

Although the salesperson was reluctant in every possible way, she still held up the pole to find pants for Ma Ling.

At this time, Ma Ling's voice came from behind her.

"How do you know how big my waist is?" Ma Ling looked at Zhao Jun in disbelief, then Zhao Jun smiled and said, "You are my partner, shouldn't I care about you?"

"Haha." Ma Ling couldn't hold back this time and laughed out loud. Zhao Jun's words can't compare to the various love words on the Internet twenty or thirty years later, but in this era where straight men are everywhere, such words

The lethality is extremely high.

The saleswoman who heard Ma Ling's laughter tightened her grip on the pole. She was thinking that she would swing the pole back and knock down Ma Ling at the nearest distance. Then, without changing the force of the pole, she would directly knock out all of Zhao Jun's teeth.

"Hey! Hey!" Suddenly, Zhao Jun's shout broke the salesperson's fantasy. Zhao Jun took two steps sideways, and when he was parallel to the salesperson, he directly stepped up a row of jeans and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Jun didn't urge her, but saw that the little girl was standing there motionless as if she had been hit by a immobilization spell, so he came over to ask.

But Zhao Jun's kindness earned the salesperson a blank stare. At the same time, she resumed her actions and quickly took off a pair of white jeans.

The jeans at this time were not that blue, they were all white.

The pants were laid out on the counter. Ma Ling was startled, stretched out her hand and pulled down Zhao Jun's sleeve and said, "These are for men, right?"
To be continued...