Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

Section Chief Wang nodded repeatedly, "What Madam said is that I will strictly discipline them!"

"Thank you, Mrs. Jiang." After leaving the door, Meng Xiaoman thanked her. If it weren't for her, she would have come out, but it would definitely not be so easy.

"It's just a piece of cake. You're welcome. If you don't do this anymore, where can I find such a good tailor? By the way, please pay more attention to those two cheongsams, they are for the dinner party." Mrs. Wang said with a smile. .

The clothes Meng Xiaoman changed for her made her look good in the circle of wives, and she was willing to lend a hand when she had something to do. After all, she could become the focus of the crowd with her two cheongsams.

Mrs. Jiang takes good care of herself, her skin is white and thin, and there is not even a wrinkle on her face. Meng Xiaoman didn't know her exact age, but she felt that she was in her thirties. Her figure is plump but has a waist, which is the type that adult men like very much. She herself is also aware of the advantages of her figure, and most of her clothes are tight-fitting and pinch the waist.

However, her fat upper arms and thighs often trouble her. Meng Xiaoman's modification of the cheongsam highlights the advantages of her figure and covers up the disadvantages.

The fabric under the neck was replaced with lace with simple patterns, which not only increases elegance but also reduces the weight of the upper body. The connection between lace and fabric is spliced ​​using embroidery techniques, and the vine branches and leaves are dotted with several colorful beads, like flowers blooming among the branches and leaves.

The sleeves are made into half-sleeves, and the slightly loose drape fabric not only covers the butterfly arms, but also neutralizes the sensuality of the tight waist.

The hips are close to the body, but Meng Xiaoman left three fingers free on the thighs of the cheongsam, giving the lower body of the cheongsam a straight, open style. However, the slits are open to the knees, revealing slender calves when walking.

Mrs. Jiang got the cheongsam and couldn't wait to try it on. When I saw myself in the mirror, I couldn't believe it. I couldn't help but turn around several times, and said in an excited voice, "Xiaoman, you are so awesome! The imported goods I asked people to buy in Xiangcheng are not as good as yours. I will wear this tonight."

Seeing the exquisite embroidery on the clothes and Meng Xiaoman's red eyes, Jiang Ruolin knew that she had put a lot of effort into these two clothes. He took a wad of bills from his bag and stuffed them into her hand.

"This is too much." They are all ten yuan. Just by the feel of the hand, you can guess that they are more than a hundred yuan.

"No more, no more, your craftsmanship is worth the price!" Jiang Ruolin said, "By the way, if I bring the fabric, can you help me make it?"

Since she is so good at altering clothes, her skills in making clothes are not bad either.

Meng Xiaoman put the money into the money box, "Okay, you bring the fabric and tell me what kind of clothes you want. I'll draw the picture and if you think it's OK, I can make it."

After Mrs. Jiang's clothes were altered, other clothes didn't take much effort. After Meng Xiaoman finished it quickly, she took the money and tickets and went to several department stores in Haicheng City.

She wants to buy some nice buttons, lace, beads and embroidery thread.

These are small things, but they don’t come cheap. After visiting several shopping malls, Meng Xiaoman finished picking out her things. The wad of money Mrs. Jiang gave her was almost spent.

The variety of goods in the Haishi Shopping Mall is already quite rich, but it is still incomparable to that of later generations. Looking at the shell buttons in his hand that were not very finely made but not cheap, Meng Xiaoman suddenly thought of the various beautiful shells and conches on the beach of Yushan Island.

The process of processing buttons is not complicated. In her previous life, she even made them herself in order to make unique buttons.

When I return to Lantau Island during the summer vacation, I must carefully consider this matter.

Meng Xiaoman did not expect that Sun Miaomiao would come to her to have her clothes altered, but this was the business she was in, so there was no reason to turn people away.

Meng Xiaoman's surprised look made her feel uncomfortable. It was wrong to take care of her business, so she spoke in a harsh tone, "What? Aren't you welcome?"

Meng Xiaoman shook his head and smiled, "No, please sit down first and I will use a ruler to measure your size."

Seeing the clothes hanging in the room and the various fabrics piled on the cabinets, Sun Miaomiao was shocked. She thought she was just altering clothes for people, but she didn't expect that the scale was quite large.

After taking the measurements and recording them in a notebook, Meng Xiaoman looked through the pants she brought one by one and asked her how she wanted to change them and what effect she wanted.

"Of course, the prettier the better!" Sun Miaomiao said with her hands folded across her chest, "Let's not talk about other things, at least it looks better than Li Siqi's!"

Meng Xiaoman silently thought about her dressing style in the past, "Everyone has different styles. There is no way to compare. You all have your own beauty and advantages."

Sun Miao didn't expect to hear words of praise for herself from Meng Xiaoman's mouth. She suddenly felt a little warm. She cleared her throat and said loudly: "Then follow your aesthetic taste. However, if it is too ugly, I won't Will pay."

Meng Xiaoman put a mark on her pants, and then issued a note with the name, goods, pick-up date, and amount of money, in duplicate, and gave one to Sun Miao. "Pick it up in three days."

Sun Miao took the bill, glanced at it, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked away, shaking his braid.

Aunt Zhou came over to find Meng Xiaoman with An An in her arms. She passed by Sun Miao and saw her walking quickly with a straight face. "Comrade Meng, what's wrong with this guy? He didn't quarrel with you, did he?"

Meng Xiaoman took An An, asked her if she was hungry, and replied casually, "No, she is my classmate, that's it." It is normal for a rich lady who is pampered and held up by others to be pampered and domineering.

At a business dinner. Jiang Ruolin wore an improved ancient cheongsam and a fringed shawl, and walked into the venue with her husband Gu Kangpinglian on her arm.

After greeting friends and business partners one by one, I walked alone towards the small flower hall where the ladies gathered.

Zhao Yuqin noticed Jiang Ruolin's cheongsam as soon as she entered the banquet hall. She was wrapped in a shawl before, so she couldn't see her chest. She only felt that the men who greeted her had flattering faces and their eyes seemed to be fixed on her. Same, especially her husband Wu Zhiyong, who was so angry that she wanted to dig out his eyes.

Jiang Ruolin walked into the flower hall, took off her shawl, handed it to the waitress on the side, and elegantly sat diagonally across from Zhao Yuqin, "Mrs. Zhao, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly. Is it because you're not feeling well?"

Only then did Zhao Yuqin see her chest clearly. Under the sexy lace was looming white skin, and below were plump breasts. Although they were tightly wrapped in clothes and not exposed at all, they attracted people's imagination.