Villain, be good! I'm here to give birth to a baby [Quick Wear]

The fist did not hit her face, but stopped just inches away from her cheek.

Bai Lu put his ear close to hers and warned her sinisterly, "You have to pay this money, or you'll know what I look like when I come to collect debts."

"I'll give you one month to pay me back. If I don't get the money by this time next month..."

"Oh, I advise you to pray that I won't go after you for the debt. You don't want to know the consequences."

A clear threat.

Lin Yaner blinked, feeling aggrieved.

She pushed Bai Lu away, tears welling up in her eyes, and shouted at him, "You are such a bad guy! I won't be your wife anymore! Whoever wants to be your wife can be my wife!"

Then she covered her eyes with her arms and ran out.

Bai Lu didn't chase after her. He crossed his arms and watched her run away indifferently.

*

Lin Yaner ran out in a fit of anger.

As the cold wind blew, my mind gradually became clear.

She shouldn't have quarreled with Bai Lu just now.

Bai Lu was such a bad guy to begin with. It was not the first day that she knew this. Why would she bother with such a bad guy? She was just going there to have a baby, not to be his wife.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan'er was not so angry anymore, but she still felt a little dissatisfied in her heart.

This stingy guy, I was kind enough to make him a bowl of fried rice... Although it wasn't very good, and there was a bit of a waste of eggs.

But I didn't do it on purpose.

It's his fault for putting the bottles and jars there without labels. It's good enough that he can recognize what's inside. How can he blame himself for making the food taste bad?

At most it’s a little salty, maybe a little mushy, or maybe a little sweet…?

Anyway, it’s not her fault!

Lin Yaner stamped her feet in anger.

As she moved, she heard the sound of clothes being torn.

She looked down and saw that the patch she had torn before had cracked again, and the hole looked even bigger.

It happens to be at the waist, which makes it very conspicuous.

She quickly covered the area and said angrily, "What a lousy material, it's so fragile!"

I got even angrier when I thought about that bad guy asking me to pay twenty yuan for this piece of junk.

If she had no clothes to change, she wouldn't even want these tattered clothes!

And still pay money?

She won't give a cent!

Lin Yan'er covered the cracked wound and ran back to the educated youth dormitory in a hurry. She had to change into normal clothes. This clothes was torn and old. If others saw it, who knows what they would say about her behind her back.

*

Return to the educated youth dormitory.

Many of the educated youth inside had already returned from work; some were washing their hair, while others were lying in bed resting.

Lin Yaner had a bad temper. She squeezed out three of the six people in the educated youth dormitory, leaving only two.

One is Wang Fang, who is taciturn, only answers one question at a time, and usually stays in the dormitory like an invisible person.

The other one is Lin Chuncao, who has the same surname as her. She is her cousin. They came from the city together to work to help the poor. They have a good relationship, and Lin Chuncao often uses her own tickets to please her.

Lin Chuncao, who was washing her hair in the courtyard, saw Lin Yaner coming back. She put soap on her hair and greeted her, "Sister Yaner, you're back!"

Lin Yan'er was in a bad mood, so she said something perfunctory and closed the door.

She wants to change into some beautiful clothes!

Wang Fang, who was lying on the bed, was also awakened by the noise. She looked up at her, then turned over and continued to lie down.

Lin Yan'er was looking through her clothes and suddenly realized that they were all tops and pants that didn't look good together, so she shouted to the outside: "Chuncao, where is my yellow skirt?"

Normally, Lin Chuncao would help her wash her clothes, and now that she was gone, she naturally asked her subconsciously.

Lin Chuncao was still rubbing her hair. When she heard Lin Yaner's voice, she first responded, then said, "Sister Yaner, have you forgotten that it has been cloudy these past few days, and it has rained from time to time. Your skirt is not dry yet, I put it under the awning to dry!"

"Tsk, then I can't wear any of them?"

Lin Yan'er was feeling upset and wanted to find some of Lin Chuncao's clothes to wear, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a set of clean clothes placed beside Wang Fang's bed - it looked like an embroidered skirt.

She rarely saw Wang Fang wearing a skirt. She usually dressed like a country bumpkin like the people in the village. She didn't expect that today she would see a nice-looking skirt on her bed.

"Here's one dollar. Lend me your skirt for a while."

Lin Yan'er put down the money and reached for her skirt that was placed beside the bed.

But just as she got it and before she had time to try it on herself, Wang Fang jumped out of the bed and snatched it away.

"No! This is something my mom just sent me from the city. I spent seven bucks on it! I haven't even worn it yet."

Her refusal was obvious.

Lin Yaner snorted, took back her money, and sneered, "It's only seven dollars. I have many more expensive skirts than yours. I don't even want to wear yours!"

Seeing that others were unwilling to give it to her, she did not bother to snatch it.

Anyway, Lin Chuncao has a lot of clothes here, so she can wear any of them and Lin Chuncao won’t say anything to her.

Lin Chuncao, who was outside, heard the noise inside and didn't know what was going on. She hurriedly washed her hair, scooped up a dry towel and walked in.

"What's going on? Did you two just have a fight?"

Wang Fang snorted, picked up a red bucket and went out.

Lin Chuncao looked at Lin Yaner.

Lin Yan'er had already changed into Lin Chuncao's clothes. She adjusted her sleeves while saying, "It's nothing. I just wanted to wear her skirt. I gave her a piece of it and she refused and even got mad at me. It's inexplicable. She really thought I wanted to wear her skirt."

"My piece is enough for her to use the cloth coupons to buy a good piece of fabric from the store. I don't know why she is being so pretentious."

Most people did not choose to buy clothes to wear. They would use cloth coupons to buy some cloth and take it back to their own homes, or go to other people's homes to have the cloth cut, and then sew a set of clothes to wear.

Most of Lin Chuncao's clothes are made in this way, and only a small part is bought with money.

“One piece…”

Lin Chuncao opened her mouth in surprise. This was a lot of money. If it were her, she would be so happy.

Seeing that Lin Yan'er was wearing her clothes, she didn't want to ask for money. After all, they were relatives and grew up together. They often exchanged clothes since they were young. Talking about money would be too hurtful.

"Sister Yan'er, don't worry about it. It's normal that she doesn't want to lend out the good stuff she has so rarely."

"You know, the clothes she usually wears are all old clothes. They are obviously left over from her mother's generation, and they were mended and given to her to wear."

Speaking of this, Lin Chuncao happened to see a set of torn and old clothes on her bed.

"Why did Wang Fang throw her old clothes on my bed?"

Before she could throw the torn clothes back onto Wang Fang's bed, Lin Yan'er raised her hand to stop her.

"Ahem, I put it back on."

Lin Yan'er was also a little embarrassed.

"I fell into the water and a kind-hearted person rescued me and gave me this suit."

But the clothes do look quite worn out.

Lin Yan'er could understand Lin Chuncao's disgust.

Lin Chuncao scratched his head and laughed awkwardly: "Ahahaha... I thought it was Wang Fang's. It looks quite similar to the style my mother wore in her generation... It looks like something she would wear..."

"What did you say?"

Lin Yan'er suddenly asked. Lin Chuncao thought she had said something wrong and said blankly, "I said 'I thought it was Wang Fang's'."

"The latter part."

Lin Chuncao repeated uncertainly, "It looks like something my mother's generation would wear?"

Listen to what she said.

Lin Yaner suddenly realized something.