Chapter Twenty-Three: Dogs Fight People
Zheng Xiaomei squirmed, holding the medicine in her hand: "Your injury is not good." ”
Zhang Jianjun has been busy in the past few days, he has hardly stayed at home, and he doesn't care about the wound on his head, in fact, it has already scarred, and there is not much to do.
Seeing Zheng Xiaomei care about himself like this, he was a little unaccustomed to it.
Zheng Xiaomei was wearing a loose skirt, her eyes were big, her cheeks were still red, and her skin was a little dark, but she was still a beauty.
"I'm fine, by the way, I'll take you to buy some clothes tomorrow." Zhang Jianjun sat up.
"I have enough clothes to wear, so you might as well keep the money for yourself."
The current Zheng Xiaomei is not like before, she was originally a little prejudiced against Zhang Jianjun, but now she is slowly accepting it, this man is very kind and responsible, I am afraid that he can't find it with a lantern.
She is not stupid, it would be good if she could live a stable life with Zhang Jianjun.
"No matter what we say, we can be regarded as husband and wife, this dress should be bought, I have money now, so it's decided, you go back to your room to rest, let's buy it in the town tomorrow morning."
Zheng Xiaomei didn't say anything anymore, but there was unstoppable news in her eyes, she lay on the bed tossing and turning, and she didn't know how long it took to fall asleep.
I got up early the next day, said hello to my parents, and got a car and drove into town.
It's an hour's journey in total, and it's only eight or nine o'clock in the town, and there are all kinds of things sold here, which is much more prosperous than in the village, and there are more than a dozen breakfast stalls alone.
Zhang Jianjun bought two copies in the past, handed one to Zheng Xiaomei and took her into the clothing store.
In the past, there were not many clothing stores, and there were only two that were slightly better, and the owner was as proud as a penguin.
Zhang Jianjun doesn't know how to appreciate it, he only knows that the store is big, and the clothes are naturally good.
"It's better not to go to this place, it's very expensive to look at."
As soon as she arrived at the door, Zheng Xiaomei retreated.
"I'm rich, I don't like these cheap clothes, let's go."
Zhang Jianjun took her hand without saying a word and went in with her.
There are a lot of clothes in it, and there are many colors of the same kind alone, and the owner is a fashionably dressed middle-aged woman, walking around in high heels, and there are many customers in the store.
It's normal that no one notices them.
Zheng Xiaomei's clothes were a little rustic, and she was wearing braids, she saw that a dress was not bad, and she just wanted to reach out and touch it when she heard a woman's voice.
"If you don't buy it, don't touch it, what if you touch it."
"I'm sorry..."
Zheng Xiaomei quickly withdrew her hand and kept watching carefully.
"Do you have a favorite?"
Zhang Jianjun didn't hear what he said just now, Zheng Xiaomei stretched out his finger and pointed to a piece of clothing in front of him.
She doesn't like it much, but the price of this piece is much cheaper than the others, if she doesn't buy it, I'm afraid that this proprietress will gossip again.
"Pick a few more, it's not easy to get to town, you seem to be a little sick."
Zhang Jianjun's voice was very gentle, and he sat down and waited patiently for Zheng Xiaomei.
But she hesitated, not knowing what to choose.
At this time, the proprietress walked over in high heels, looked Zheng Xiaomei up and down, with contempt in her eyes, this look was a wild girl from the village, she had never seen the world at all, let alone buy an expensive dress.
She directly ignored Zheng Xiaomei, reached out and patted the ash on her clothes and said disgustedly: "Don't buy it if you don't have money, the grade in my store has been lowered, go to the stall outside to have a look." ”