When Fu Jingyou sent Lu Miao to school again, as soon as Lu Miao opened the door and got out of the car, he was stopped by an alumnus from the same school:
"Classmate Lu, are you going together?"
Lu Miao swept away One glance.
It is Meng Yao from the French Department of the School of Foreign Languages.
"Slow down on the road."
"Yeah."
Fu Jingyou raised the corners of his lips warmly: "I know, let's go."
Lu Miao nodded, put on her handbag, closed the car door, and quickly approached Meng Yao.
“Let’s go.”
“Hey...”
The black car turned around and drove further and further away. Meng Yao retracted her gaze and walked towards the campus with Lu Miao.
"Has your job changed?"
"Huh?"
"I remember the car I sent you to school before, but it doesn't seem to be this car?"< br>
At this stage, transportation tools such as cars are not something you can buy if you have money.
If he suddenly changes his car, it can only be a job transfer.
Lu Miao was slightly stunned, and it took only a moment to react. It was not surprising that she would ask this.
"So be it."
Her eyes were curved and as bright as the crescent moon.
Meng Yao is probably considered to have high emotional intelligence.
Hearing her vague words, I knew she didn't mean to say anything further, so I didn't ask any more questions.
“The style of your clothes is really unique, and it’s rare to see tight pants. Which department store did you buy them at?”
Meng Yao changed the subject and asked about Lu Miao’s dressing. :
“Or did you hire someone to do it yourself?”
The temperature difference between morning and evening in the north is huge in early April, and you still feel cold when sitting in the classroom.
So Lu Miao dressed quite thickly.
The upper body is a black woolen coat that covers the calf, with a white cashmere sweater underneath.
The cashmere sweater was made by my own crocheter, and the coat was brought back from the south by the child's father.
The pants Meng Yao asked were fitness pants.
It was also brought back from the south.
The bodybuilding pants are wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and have a good sense of body shaping. Lu Miao can barely wear them as leggings.
Speaking of which, there was an oolong incident before.
When he first brought the bodybuilding pants home, he wore many kinds of baggy pants. Lu Miao was really surprised to see them.
But when I tried on my upper body, my waist was my waist, my hips were my hips, and even my thigh curves were smooth and obvious.
Fu Jingyou blushed when she saw it, and he was fussing and not allowing her to wear it outside.
She was able to wear it now because she begged and promised many times, saying that she would only wear long clothes that could cover her curves. Fu Jingyou reluctantly agreed.
In fact, I don’t blame Fu Jingyou for being opposed.
In the past two years, although people have gradually become more liberal in dressing up, the framework of the thinking of the times is here.
Not many people dare to wear clothes that are too tight and fit the body.
The wearer's psychology of shame and shyness is one.
The inquiring eyes of the bystanders were on another one.
Fu Jingyou has always known what his wife is like.
He never conceals her beauty and charm, but appreciating it and being taken advantage of are two different things.
Fortunately, he is easy to persuade and coax, and Lu Miao herself knows how to measure things.
“……”
When his thoughts came back, Lu Miao smiled and said:
"It was brought back from Hong Kong by a friend's relative."
The woolen coat is okay, like bodybuilding pants, which are rare in the north.
Lu Miao couldn't tell the truth directly, so he could only tell a lie.
Unexpectedly, Meng Yao was startled and blurted:
"Hong Kong?! Aren't those the capitalists who fled there many years ago?"
Capitalists...
Lu Miao paused and did not delve too deeply into this matter. I just said something rationally:
< br>"Capital is what we used to call it. Didn't we enact new regulations and policies some time ago? Now they are all legally allowed to exist."
"Uh... yes." Meng Yao smiled dryly, I actually have a different view in my heart.
After all, she was young, and her thoughts were written all over her face, and Lu Miao could see it at a glance.
There are quite a few people who have similar ideas to Meng Yao at this stage.
For example, those who drive away small vendors on the street.
Another example is Yang Yun who has always shown disdain for Fu Jingyou.
But no matter how resistant or disgusted those people are.
No matter how much you look down on or look down on, it doesn’t help.
Times are updating and progressing.
The rise of merchants and capital is a major trend leading the social economy.
At least for now, and for a long time to come, the country needs them.
Different opinions are equivalent to different opinions.
The more we talked, the more things happened. Fortunately, we had arrived at the Foreign Languages Institute. Lu Miao waved and stepped onto the stairs:
"See you next time."
"Hey, see you next time. ..."
Meng Yao also waved his hand.
...
The cold wind is strong in early spring, and the classroom doors are usually closed.
Lu Miao went upstairs and pushed the door into the classroom. When the classmates saw her, they all greeted her lively:
"Good morning, Lu Miao."
“Morning.”
"You're here just in time. I've been staring at this grammatical formula for a long time. It feels weird when I try to form sentences. Please help me take a look."
"Okay."
Lu Miao held up the handheld The bag was hung on the table, and he took the notebook handed to him by his classmates very kindly and smoothly.
She glanced twice and tilted her head to explain to her classmates.
The few female classmates who entered the classroom later noticed her beauty:
"Wow, Lu Miao! How did you braid your hair, with so many bulging braids? And your hairband, is it new?"
"Braiding this hair is not difficult. If you want to learn, , I will teach you later when I have time..."
Lu Miao lifted the side braid that was draped obediently on her shoulders. Twisted braids, Xiaoxiao replied:
“The headband is indeed a newly developed one, and it should be available soon. If you like it, I will tell you as soon as I make it.”
< br>The headband she used to tie her hair this time was decorated with small crocheted lily of the valley flowers.
There are three or two small white flowers with a few green leaves, and the stamen is composed of a small pearl.
The style is novel, and no matter which angle you look at it, it is very fresh and exquisite.
In the past, when girls bought hairbands, they most often chose ones with a more fancy fabric background.
Like some people who blatantly bring sand or flowers, there are many people who like them, but not many people really dare to buy them.
Now that the country has opened up its economic policy, there are many more salesmen and hawkers on the streets.
Even if there is resistance, only some of them can be expelled.
There are more and more new gadgets on the market, and people’s aesthetics are also subtly improving.
Campus intellectuals who have received higher education have the strongest receptive ability.
As soon as Lu Miao released the news, some girls in the class immediately responded:
“Okay, these little flowers are so unique! Hey~ Lu Miao, you have agreed in advance, I want a pair! ”
"I want a pair too!"
"Then I want one too~"
"Yes, okay."
Lu Miao smiled softly and nodded in agreement.
But having said that, she was also a little emotional.
Who would have thought that in the past, she could not even braid three strands of braids, but now she would be asked to say that she wanted to learn to braid her hair?
After all, it must be attributed to the little girl at home.
Exquisite and cute like dolls, beautiful clothes, nice hairstyles, delicious food and drinks, etc.
She wanted to give it to her.
Unknowingly, I have mastered so many skills... (End of this chapter)