Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

The next day, the weather was sunny.

The busiest main street in the county town was teeming with people.

But no one knew who stopped first, and the once noisy street seemed to be suddenly silenced by an invisible hand, with countless eyes turning to the street corner.

At that moment, a young woman dressed in strange clothes with big, wavy hair was walking gracefully towards the street corner.

The reason they are described as strange and unusual is because the style of the clothes is unheard of.

The wide bodice and sleeves are connected as one, moving like butterfly wings, while the hem is neatly tucked into dark blue flared pants, outlining an incredibly slender waist.

Her bright colors were so striking that she seemed out of place in the drab world around her.

more importantly……

"Oh my, sister, look! What's that she's wearing?"

Among the crowd by the roadside, several elderly women were squinting in the sun.

Upon hearing the noise, he looked up and his cloudy eyes widened instantly.

An older woman clicked her tongue, her tone full of disgust, "Tsk tsk, whose daughter is this?"

"Look at that neckline! It's practically slipping down to below her shoulders, showing all that white flesh. What kind of respectable young lady dresses like that? It's outrageous!"

An elderly woman carrying a vegetable basket next to her also shook her head, looking like she couldn't bear to watch.

"Indeed, it looks strange, with those big, baggy sleeves that resemble some kind of weird bird... These young people nowadays are really getting more and more unruly."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several young women passing by instinctively retorted.

"Auntie, I think it's great!"

"Although I've never seen this style before, look at the color, look at the sleeves! It moves like the wind when you walk, so stylish!"

The old woman glared at her and began to lecture, "This is outrageous! Look all over town, do you see any respectable girl dressed like this?!"

"If my daughter dared to wear this weird outfit, I'd break her legs."

Upon hearing this, a girl with braided pigtails couldn't help but scoff, "Auntie, now that the country is reforming and opening up, we're advocating freedom of dress. You guys are so old-fashioned."

"Exactly, look at that waist. With those big sleeves, it looks so thin that you could break it with your hand."

Another girl ignored the group of older people, her eyes fixed on the snow-white skin highlighted by the red dress, her voice filled with undisguised envy.

"If I could have a dress like that, I'd wake up laughing in my sleep."

"Where did this kind of thing come from? I've never seen anything like it before..."

"You...you're really outrageous!" A group of old ladies stormed off in anger, muttering some unpleasant words as they left.

The young women's attention was fixed on the red dress, their eyes filled with amazement.

"The colors are too bright, like someone in a movie poster!"

"He looks so strange, yet somehow has a sophisticated air about him. Who is this person? Does anyone know him?"

"That looks like Zhang Xiaoyan from the cultural troupe!" Someone recognized Zhang Xiaoyan, and a low gasp immediately rang out from the crowd.

"So it was her! No wonder! She must have found another rare item in Guangzhou or Shanghai!"

"My God, this dress suits her so well, it makes her waist look so defined, her legs so long, and her skin is as white as snow..."

"It's so beautiful! Where can I buy this dress?"

Disdain, amazement, envy, longing... a complex web of gazes woven together.

Zhang Xiaoyan keenly noticed these gazes, especially the pointing and whispering of the elderly, which only gave her a sense of superiority as a trendsetter.

Instead of restraining herself, she deliberately slowed down her pace and straightened her slender back.

In the sunlight, she casually raised her arm and brushed the curls at her temples.

Those peculiar sleeves, never before seen by passersby, drew a graceful and captivating arc in the air, like a proud butterfly.

Despite the whispers and gossip all around, she swaggered from the main street all the way to the department store.

The department store was even more crowded, and when she entered, the entire space seemed to fall silent for a moment.

The sales clerk at the fabric counter forgot to quote a price.

The woman at the pastry counter forgot about the scale she was holding.

Even the men who were looking at their watches couldn't help but glance at her out of the corner of their eyes.

"Xiaoyan, what are you wearing?! You look so beautiful!"

A young woman from the performing arts troupe screamed, shook off her boyfriend's hand, rushed over, grabbed her sleeve, and stared at her intently.

"This material is so smooth and elastic, it feels so comfortable!" The girls' eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Quick, tell me where you bought it? I want to buy one too!"

Zhang Xiaoyan was so proud she felt like she could fly, but her face maintained a perfectly balanced air of reserve and mystery.

"We can't buy them here."

She uttered a few words lightly.

"This was brought from out of town by my second uncle; it's one of a kind."

"Oh? I can't buy it..."

The girl's face instantly fell, and her undisguised disappointment and envy brought Zhang Xiaoyan's sense of satisfaction to its peak.

For the rest of the day, Zhang Xiaoyan, dressed in this bright red batwing shirt, strolled around like a queen inspecting her territory, visiting every fashionable young person in the county.

Cultural troupe, cadres' family compound, cinema entrance...

She became a walking GG brand, stirring up waves of beauty and fashion wherever she went.

By evening, this oddly shaped bright red dress had become the hottest topic among the young women in the entire county.

"Did you see that? Zhang Xiaoyan from the performing arts troupe, that red dress—oh my god, it looks so good!"

"I see it! I see it! The sleeves are so wide they could fly up, it makes you look like you're walking on air!"

"It looks good, but isn't it a bit too explicit?"

"You, what do you mean by 'revealing'? This is called showing off beauty. I've heard that the ladies in Hong Kong dress even better than this."

"Sigh, I heard it's from out of town, so we can't even buy it if we want to!"

A fashion tsunami triggered by a single garment is brewing and fermenting at an astonishing speed in this quiet little county town.

Meanwhile, Jiang Mian, the instigator, was fast asleep on the soft bed in the guesthouse.

She was completely unaware of and indifferent to everything that was happening outside.

Lu Ting sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze calmly tracing his wife's peaceful sleeping face in the moonlight filtering through the window.

He didn't understand.

The daughter-in-law simply drew a picture and talked a bit, yet she managed to impress those two shrewd city officials to the point of almost kneeling down.

He couldn't understand it at all.

It's just a piece of clothing, how can it be sold for such a shockingly high price of fifteen yuan?

But none of that matters.

The important thing is that if my wife says it's possible, then it definitely will be possible.

All he had to do was stay by her side and hand her a glass of warm water as soon as she woke up.

Then, they waited for her to turn that beautiful little villa into their home.

……

The next day, Zhang Xiaoyan changed into that royal blue batwing shirt.

Crimson represents flames, while sapphire blue represents the deep sea.

This color is calmer, yet more sophisticated, making Zhang Xiaoyan's already fair skin appear almost glowing.

She looks like a female celebrity who just stepped out of a Hong Kong-style magazine.

With the groundwork laid on the first day, the street reactions were even more intense today.

"Look, it's her again! She's wearing a blue dress today!"

"Oh my god, the blue one is so beautiful too! It makes my skin look even fairer and gives me a more sophisticated look than the red one!"

"How many of these clothes does she own? Yesterday she had a red one, today a blue one, and I heard she even has a bright yellow one she hasn't worn yet!"

Well-informed people have already found out that this kind of clothing is called a batwing shirt, and Zhang Xiaoyan has three of these batwing shirts in total.

This completely unsettled the girls in the entire county.

It's one thing if you can't buy them, but at least they have three to wear in rotation!

What is this?

This is the difference between a free-range chicken and a phoenix!

In no time, people flocked to Zhang Xiaoyan, trying to find out where the clothes came from, by pulling strings and seeking connections.

Even Zhang Wenyuan's uncle had people coming to his door to beg for money.

"Old Zhang, where did you get those clothes for your niece? Get me one too! My girl hasn't been eating or drinking, she's been giving me a hard time for days!"

"Wen Yuan, we're in the same unit, you can't keep good things to yourself! How much? Name your price!"