Rebirth has space, and the new love sends the bad husband to prison

Liang Qing carefully lit the stick, watched the flame jump on the top of the stick, and then quickly extinguished it. A small piece of black charcoal was left on the end of the stick, like a natural eyebrow pencil and eye shadow pencil. She happily found the lipstick her aunt gave her and gently applied it on her lips. Her originally dry lips instantly became bright and attractive.

At this moment, Song Yazhi walked in and saw Liang Qing dressing up in front of the mirror. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Xiao Qing, you are drawing eyebrows and eyes, what are you doing?"

Liang Qing smiled somewhat smugly and told Song Yazhi everything about her plan to be a flower delivery girl.

After hearing this, Song Yazhi's eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Really? This is a great opportunity! Xiaoqing, you must seize it. The people who come here are all leaders, and you might even meet someone with good conditions!"

Liang Qing nodded, but then she frowned again: "Mom, I have the makeup stuff, but I just don't have a suitable set of clothes. Look at this blue cloth dress I'm wearing now, it's too ordinary."

As she spoke, she deliberately pulled hard at the blue cloth clothes on her body, as if trying to express her dissatisfaction.

Song Yazhi thought about it, and suddenly clapped her hands and said, "By the way, I have a piece of floral cloth, I can make you a canvas skirt."

Liang Qing didn't appreciate it, she pouted and said, "In the movies, the girls in the city all wear beautiful puffy skirts, they are so fashionable! Your canvas skirt is out of date, I don't want to wear it."

Song Yazhi sighed helplessly: "Where can I find a tutu for you? You just have to make do with this for now."

Liang Qing kept asking, "If I dress so casually, how can I attract Captain Li's attention?"

"You..." Song Yazhi didn't quite understand what her daughter meant.

Liang Qing raised her lips slightly and said firmly, "I must seize this opportunity to completely control Captain Li. Once I become the wife of the captain of the Revolutionary Committee, not only the people in the village, but also the people in the town will rush to curry favor with me. By then, you and my father will be able to live an enviable life."

Hearing this, Song Yazhi's eyes widened, as if she was shocked by her daughter's words. After a moment of silence, she suddenly became excited: "If this is really possible, then I will help you get this puffy skirt no matter what! I will go to your dad now and ask him to ask your grandma for money!" Before she finished speaking, Song Yazhi hurried out to find Liang Guangli.

When Liang Guangli heard that his daughter wanted to buy a puffy skirt, he immediately looked embarrassed. He couldn't even afford to buy a pack of cigarettes on weekdays, so how could he have the spare money to buy clothes? Especially such a flashy skirt.

"Guangli, when our daughter marries Captain Li, you won't have to worry about smoking in the future! Have you forgotten? When Accountant Jiang's nephew was in the Revolutionary Committee, their family never had to buy cigarettes. All of them were given by his nephew who was a high-ranking official. Don't be confused, go ask mom for money quickly." Song Yazhi urged anxiously.

Liang Guangli frowned and muttered to himself, "Is this really feasible?" Although he was still a little hesitant, after his wife's constant persuasion, he finally decided to ask his mother for money.

"How much money do you need?" After listening to Liang Guangli's story, Mrs. Liang was a little unhappy, her brows twisted into a knot. Last time, he cheated her out of two dollars, and he actually spent it on an outsider. Who knows if he wants to cheat her out of money again this time.

"3 yuan," Liang Guangli said hesitantly. He could see his mother's dissatisfaction, and he was also afraid that his mother's doting on him would be exhausted because of the money. "Mom, Xiaoqing, this opportunity is rare. If you miss it, you will never get it again. Think about it, you have a grandson-in-law who is a team leader in the Revolutionary Committee. Even a team leader has to respect you. I am doing this for the Liang family to bring honor to our ancestors."

"Well, okay, I'll trust you again. If I find out that you've lied to me again, don't ask me for money in the future." Old Mrs. Liang took out three yuan and handed it to Liang Guangli.

As soon as Liang Qing got the money, she rushed to find Zhao Hong who worked at the supply and marketing cooperative. But when she asked, she found out that the supply and marketing cooperative would never sell such fancy puffy skirts. Liang Qing was so depressed that she went home angrily and told her best friend Zhu Cuicui about it.

Zhu Cuicui gave her an idea: "Xiao Qing, why don't you go to the educated youth camp and ask those female educated youth? They are all from big cities and have a wide range of knowledge. Maybe they can get you one." Zhu Cuicui was very envious of Liang Qing for being a flower delivery lady, dressing up beautifully and standing on the podium to attract everyone's attention. She also learned to put on makeup like Liang Qing, but her technique was unfamiliar, and her eyebrows were drawn like Crayon Shin-chan, heavy. Liang Qing saw this and felt funny in her heart, but she didn't say anything. She felt that Zhu Cuicui was just her foil and little follower.

Zhu Cuicui and Liang Qing walked into the educated youth camp hand in hand. When the educated youth saw Zhu Cuicui's two caterpillar-like eyebrows, they all burst into laughter. Seeing this, Liang Qing silently let go of Zhu Cuicui's hand and deliberately kept a certain distance from her.

Liang Qing calmed herself down and asked gently, "Comrade, may I ask if anyone here has a tutu?"

A kind-hearted educated youth stood up, pointed to a house not far away and said, "Well... the most fashionable people here are probably Deng Jiujiu and Zhu Di. They live over there."

"Thank you, comrade!" Liang Qing and Zhu Cuicui thanked the educated youth and walked in the direction he pointed.

When Judy saw Zhu Cuicui's unique eyebrows, she immediately burst into laughter. Although Deng Jiujiu also found it very funny, she tried to hold it back. Zhu Cuicui was very dissatisfied with Judy's ridicule. She rolled her eyes and said unhappily: "What's so funny!"

Deng Jiujiu enthusiastically poured a glass of water for Liang Qing and Zhu Cuicui, and asked them with a smile what they wanted. After Liang Qing explained her needs, Deng Jiujiu looked embarrassed and said she didn't have any. But she didn't forget to show her superiority in front of the two rural girls. She said innocently, "I always wear a puffy skirt at home. I remember my father bought me one for 20 yuan."

When Liang Qing heard the price, she felt inferior. She silently held the only three dollars in her pocket tighter, fearing that others would see her.

At this time, Judy deliberately asked with some provocation: "Eh? You guys have grown up without your own tutu skirt?" Liang Qing lowered her head and shook it gently.

"Oh, that's right. You can't even afford rice, so how can you have extra money to buy clothes, haha." Judy chuckled, her words full of sarcasm.

Zhu Cuicui really couldn't stand Judy's attitude and immediately retorted: "You don't eat much better than us now. You look down on us, but we look down on you!"