Rebirth in the 80s: The Scholar Wife is Cute
Chapter 322 Going to the City

Chapter 322: Chapter 322 Going to the City

Zhou Siyu was frustrated for a while, but she quickly calmed down. She couldn’t let Shen Mianmian lead her by the nose.

Shen Mianmian wore defective goods, while she bought brand-new ones. She clearly got the better deal, so why should she be angry?

She was the one who was a high and mighty princess; Shen Mianmian shouldn’t even dream of turning from a country bumpkin into a phoenix.

But just by seeing Shen Mianmian’s lovely face, Zhou Siyu felt uncomfortable again and cursed under her breath, "Little vixen."

Thinking about shopping for clothes the next day, Zhou Siyu went to bed early. After a good night’s sleep and having breakfast, she and Zhou Lanfang rushed to the town. They visited several tailor shops, but couldn’t find the style Zhou Siyu wanted.

The town’s tailor shops had few ready-made clothes, and the styles they did have were all stiff and unchanging, focusing on durability and grime resistance, a far cry from Shen Mianmian’s clothes.

The more they shopped, the more sulky Zhou Siyu became. Zhou Lanfang couldn’t help but ask, "Siyu, what kind of style are you looking for?"

She saw several sets that were okay, but Zhou Siyu liked none of them.

Sigh!

Girls get pickier as they grow older, not like when she was young. Back then, having clothes to wear was enough—who cared if they looked good or not?

"Auntie, at our school, nobody wears this kind of clothes anymore," Zhou Siyu was reluctant to admit that she wanted to imitate Shen Mianmian’s attire and insisted it was because the clothes weren’t fashionable.

The tailor shop owner’s face darkened as soon as she heard this and retorted, "If students don’t wear these kinds of clothes, what do they wear? Do they wrap a rag around themselves and go out on the street?"

Her shop was in the town, and every day, hundreds of students passed by her doorstep. How could she not know what they wore?

The mother and daughter had been rummaging through her shop for half a day. They didn’t want to buy anything and even said the clothes were unattractive. They weren’t sincerely interested in buying clothes at all.

"How can you speak like that? If the clothes are unattractive, can’t we even say it? We must be blind to come to your shop to look at clothes."

Zhou Lanfang snapped back a few words at the tailor shop owner and then pulled Zhou Siyu out of the shop.

With such an attitude, a clothing seller’s shop was bound to close sooner or later.

"Auntie, let’s go back. I don’t want to buy anymore." Having not found any clothes and after an argument with someone else, Zhou Siyu had lost all desire to continue shopping.

"Why stop shopping?" Zhou Lanfang saw her niece looked unhappy and quickly coaxed her, "We haven’t bought any clothes yet."

Zhou Siyu pouted, "Wearing these clothes, I might as well wear old ones, it would save money."

At this point, Zhou Lanfang understood that Siyu despised these clothes for not being fashionable enough.

Siyu had high standards, not like others who could be satisfied with just anything. That’s good.

Far from finding Zhou Siyu difficult, Zhou Lanfang thought she had raised her well.

"Come on, your aunt will take you to the city to buy some," she said.

"Auntie, I love you the most," Zhou Siyu exclaimed, hugging Zhou Lanfang and jumping up and down twice, genuinely moved.

Although she knew her aunt loved her, she hadn’t expected Zhou Lanfang to be willing to take her to the city.

Cycling there and back would take more than an hour.

When they arrived in the city, it was almost noon. Zhou Lanfang was famished after riding the bicycle all the way, but she was too frugal to buy snacks on the street.

Instead, she took Zhou Siyu straight to the clothing street next to the vegetable market.

This was Zhou Siyu’s second trip to the city. The last visit was in winter, close to the New Year, when there were more people, and it was cold, so they didn’t shop much and returned early.

This time she found that the spring collections were more attractive than the winter ones, with a variety of colors and styles.

Compared with this, Shen Mianmian’s clothes seemed too plain.