Rebirth to 80s: Daughter-in-law is a Bit Spicy

Xia Xiaolan felt that she was unlucky enough to meet traffickers after a cup of hot water.

What does this woman want to do?

Xia Xiaolan wouldn't endure everything to deal with the other party. She didn't have the time to ask her if she was a trafficker. The fat woman was very embarrassed and wanted to pull Xia Xiaolan aside: "Walk, let's find someone to reason!"

"You are a trafficker!"

Xia Xiaolan was inferior to the fat woman in strength, and she had already touched the electric shock device given by Zhou Cheng with her other hand.

She was about to give the fat woman a cruelty, and the people around had already started talking, and someone came up to persuade her.

"Eldest sister, it seems that the little girl doesn't know you?"

"What are you doing holding someone's arm..."

"It's not really a human trafficker, right? I heard that there are traffickers on the train who specialize in stealing children and deceiving women. When I meet young lesbians, I want to introduce them to the south to make a lot of money, but I sell them!"

"The police, go and call the police."

Anyway, Xia Xiaolan can't be dragged away. Xia Xiaolan is also very wary of these persuaders. She is not sure whether there is a fat woman's helper among them.

The fat woman did not say whether she and Xia Xiaolan knew each other, but Sapo asked Xia Xiaolan to apologize:

"Who traffickers do you mean? It's not a good thing to slander someone at a young age!"

Xia Xiaolan was so annoyed by her that she kicked the fat woman's calf severely without taking out the electric shock device in public. The pain in the calf bone was very strong, and the fat woman let go. She was going to catch Xia Xiaolan again. Xia Xiaolan had already yelled "catching traffickers" and took the opportunity to withdraw from the crowd.

"You stop!"

The policeman came and was brought by the middle-aged man with glasses who hadn't spoken to Xia Xiaolan. The middle-aged man carries his hands behind his back and speaks very generously:

"Comrade, what we asked for is quiet when we bought sleeper tickets. This woman is noisy and may be a trafficker."

This is on a train, and there is nowhere to run, and the fat woman suddenly has no arrogance.

But she was still a little bit stern: "Who do you say is a human trafficker? You are all in the same group, slandering good people!"

Whether it is a human trafficker, you will know if you check it. Xia Xiaolan first explained her situation, and gave the letter of introduction to the police for inspection.

"When I met her when I was picking up hot water in the morning, she pestered me to ask questions. Just now, she caught me even more. Comrade police, I really don't know her, and I don't want to have any association with her."

Obese women naturally have to defend themselves.

Without much evidence, the police could only criticize and educate the fat woman and warn her not to approach Xia Xiaolan.

"What's so great..."

The fat woman muttered, gave Xia Xiaolan a fierce look, and slid back to her carriage with her head downcast.

The police watched too closely, and the fat woman and her man got out of the car early at the next stop.

This is not Xia Xiaolan's victory, she just escaped a crisis, but who knows if anyone else is deceived by a fat woman?

"Thank you."

After returning to the sleeper compartment, Xia Xiaolan took the initiative to break the silence and thanked the middle-aged man wearing glasses.

The other party nodded holding the newspaper, but didn't mention anything else.

Originally, he was also a traveler who met by the water. Just getting along during the train journey and calling the police for help meant that he had a sense of justice. This temperament is different from ordinary people, and may be someone with status and status.

People don't want to talk more, and Xia Xiaolan is not offensive.

But when she ate again, she put all the food she brought on the small table by the window:

"You taste it?"

The middle-aged man ignored the scented stewed pork and ate the train meal contentedly.

Xia Xiaolan is sure, people really don't want to talk to her... well, she is not shaking M.

After the fat woman, several people in the carriages realized that Xia Xiaolan was so powerful, and nothing like that happened. The next morning, Xia Xiaolan arrived at Yangcheng Railway Station safely.

There was a black woman holding a wooden sign that read "Xia Xiaolan".

Xia Xiaolan squeezed over, "Hello comrade, I am Xia Xiaolan."

The woman opened her mouth and smiled, her white teeth were very eye-catching: "My brother asked me to pick up someone, and he said Zhou Cheng would ask him for help."

Xia Xiaolan asked a few more words, and the answer agreed upon with Zhou Cheng matched the number. This woman was indeed invited by Zhou Cheng.

"My surname is Bai, and my name is Bai Zhenzhu. I was born in 62 years."

This is 3 years older than Xia Xiaolan, 21 years old this year? The contrast between the name and the skin color made Xia Xiaolan not impressed. The sunshine in Yangcheng was enough, and the girl's skin was not as fair as that in the southern province of Henan, and the white pearls looked older than her actual age.

But the people Zhou Cheng found also had her strengths. They didn't talk much, but they didn't neglect Xia Xiaolan.

White Pearl's personality is a bit like a boy, and she has great strength. Xia Xiaolan said that she came to Yangcheng to wholesale women's clothing, and White Pearl took her directly to the train station.

The wholesale market is always not too far away from the railway station. This is in line with the laws of the market. Bulk goods need to be transported by train.

For many years to come, the clothing wholesale market in Yangcheng once controlled more than 50% of the country’s goods volume, and the clothing wholesale markets in various provinces also took goods from Yangcheng. The most cutting-edge first-hand source of goods is here... However, everyone in the future will know it. Several large clothing wholesale markets have not been managed uniformly, there are no high-rise buildings, and no street signs. White Pearl found a guest house for Xia Xiaolan and took her to the famous West Lake Night Market and Huanghua Night Market in the afternoon.

The big shed-style stalls are lighted by electric lights. Most of them are roadside stalls. The floor is covered with flower oil cloth, and the clothes are just like piles of spikes.

The people who bought the goods didn't even bother to look at them, grabbed the clothes and put them in snakeskin bags.

"All 5 yuan a piece, come choose, come and see!"

"Suit pants 8 yuan!"

"Autumn coat..."

The voices one after another disturbed the mind. Xia Xiaolan was not in a hurry to start, and the family looked over, and there was no clothing in the bag she was carrying. Bai Pearl followed her closely, fearing that she would be bullied by the locals. White Pearl is a typical Yangcheng person, with a strong local accent when she speaks, no one should try to fool her easily.

Xia Xiaolan didn't look down on those particularly cheap clothes. She really didn't have to go so far to buy those goods.

After seeing all the stalls, Xia Xiaolan chose two stalls. It was also a wholesaler. The stall did not pile up clothes randomly. They were hung up one by one, probably ironed, and the clothes looked very textured.

Xia Xiaolan touched the fabric lightly:

"Boss, how much is this one?"

"Do you want to buy at zero or wholesale?"

"Wholesale! I want more than one piece."

"13 yuan for wholesale, 16 yuan for retail."

At other stalls, such a round neck sweater only costs a few yuan, but this one costs 13 yuan, which is twice as expensive as the wholesale price. White Pearl carried the clothes, "Don't kill us as outsiders!"

The boss laughed, and Xia Xiaolan touched the fabric of the sweater. The woolen yarn used in this dress is softer, there is a circle of lace on the neckline, and colored beads are sewn with transparent thread...Such sweaters will be liked by women in business cities, and it does not matter if they are more expensive.

"Which colors are there, I bring two of each color."

Red, white and black are the main colors. Xia Xiaolan likes this style very much, and even took two pieces of ginger. He took out real money to purchase the goods, and the boss also greeted the people with a smile, "You girl is happy, I have new goods here!"

The boss pulled out a big pocket from under the stall and took out the so-called new model from it.

Xia Xiaolan shook the clothes and laid them flat. It was really beautiful. The white and green threads were woven into a maple leaf pattern. The collar was also a lapel instead of a round neck. Such clothes dealers can also be worn as autumn clothes. No matter how cold the weather is, they can wear them inside. It's okay too.

It is indeed a style that you can sell.

Xia Xiaolan thinks that green is the most beautiful, followed by sky blue. This watery blue is more delicate and lively, which is different from the dull "national defense green" and "blue ants".

Women in the 1980s did not like to wear industrial and agricultural colors, but the market did not provide them with more choices. Xia Xiaolan specifically selected bold and novel styles. She believed that such clothes could be sold.

Flared pants are also fancy outfits. In 1978, the two Japanese movies "Looking Home" and "The Pursuit" were popular in China, which also made ‘flared pants’ into the eyes of young people. Bold and dishonest? Young people desire not mediocrity from the bottom of their hearts, they need different dresses to show themselves.

Someone in the business city will accept this new trend.

Xia Xiaolan shot decisively and took a few flared pants. Thanks to people who are generally slim at this time, she can wear up to two sizes for one style. Most customers can put themselves into small and medium-sized clothes and pants. Women who wear large-size clothes are already considered plump, and the size is larger than XL. ? Either it is the one who is not short of money, or drinking cold water will make you fat.