Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

The women's clothing store is located on the second floor.

Xia Weiwei changed into a white V-neck short-sleeved shirt, revealing her delicate collarbone and jade-like neck.

The light blue slim-fit jeans accentuated the beautiful curves of her hips and made her legs look even slimmer and longer.

Xia Weiwei, dressed in women's clothing, instantly became fashionable.

Although her skin wasn't as fair as that of a white-collar worker in later generations, it looked extremely healthy.

Most importantly, Xia Weiwei has exquisite features and is beautiful and charming.

As long as you have a pretty face, any clothes will look good on you.

"Unfortunately, it's not big enough; it looks like it's only B-grade."

Ma Hongwei glanced at it discreetly and couldn't help but complain inwardly.

There's no way around it; I'm used to being a LSP (Life Sender), and I can't help but look at Da Lei.

For modern people, most prefer big things.

As for liking flat-chested lolis, just electrocute them.

"Beautiful lady, it's hot now, and wearing long pants is very uncomfortable. I suggest you wear shorts or a short skirt; that would be much more comfortable!"

At this moment, the female shop assistant brought over a pair of hot pants and a short skirt and started promoting them to Xia Weiwei.

"I don't like these!"

Xia Weiwei glanced at the shorts and skirt that almost reached her thighs and immediately shook her head in refusal.

She was too embarrassed to wear such short clothes out in public!

Then she chose two very plain short-sleeved shirts and a pair of trousers.

Xia Weiwei didn't even choose a long dress.

She wants to embody the spirit of hard work and frugality; how can she work while wearing a skirt?

As the two emerged from the women's clothing store, Xia Weiwei looked at the bags in her hands and thought to herself, "Hongwei has done so much for me; I must repay him properly when I have the chance!"

The two walked a few more steps and came across a women's lingerie store.

"that……"

Ma Hongwei asked in a low voice, "Weiwei, do you want to buy these clothes?"

"You...you scoundrel!"

Xia Weiwei glanced at it once and then ran away angrily.

"Weiwei, I really didn't mean anything by it!"

Ma Hongwei chased after him to explain, "That's the main point. When buying clothes, you definitely have to buy the whole set..."

"You still dare to talk back!"

Xia Weiwei stomped her foot in embarrassment.

She felt that the prevailing social atmosphere was a bit too open.

The women all had long legs exposed, some even showing their waists and navels, and some even showing their buttocks.

Even the underwear is made of very little fabric, and it looks extremely see-through. How can that cover the body?

Most importantly, a grown man actually asked that question so bluntly.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it anymore!"

Ma Hongwei changed the subject, saying, "Let's go eat now, it's my treat!"

"You've already spent a lot today, you don't need to spend any more money."

Xia Weiwei refused outright.

Since distribution is based on work, it means that money is finite, not infinite.

It wouldn't be good if you spent all of the other person's money.

Ma Hongwei said, "We people from the Central Plains are the most hospitable. You have come from afar, and I would feel bad if I didn't treat you to a good meal."

At Ma Hongwei's enthusiastic invitation, the two took the elevator down to a nearby restaurant.

Ma Hongwei said, "Since you've come to our Central Plains, this first meal definitely has to be a stew. If you want to eat Sichuan or Hunan cuisine, you can come another day."

"I can do anything."

Xia Weiwei said casually.

In northern Shaanxi and the Taihang Mountains, her staple food was sweet potatoes, supplemented by millet, corn, and sorghum.

Rice and wheat flour are eaten very rarely; it's considered good if we can eat them a few times a year.

This kind of life was something she could never have imagined when she was living in a big city.

Even so, the people in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Soviet Area ate better than those in the White Areas.

Because the landlords in the Soviet areas had been overthrown, land had been distributed to the people, and the people received more grain.

As for the White areas, more than 70% of the population were poor farmers, tenant farmers, and laborers.

They owned very little land in the countryside, only about 10% of the land in total, or none at all, and could only work for landlords and rich peasants.

Landlords in inland areas, who had no factories or businesses, could only make money from land, so they raised land rents to exorbitant levels.

Working for them ultimately meant that, in order to survive, people had no choice but to take out high-interest loans.

Interest compounded, interest compounded, it would take several lifetimes to pay off the debt.

If there is even the slightest disaster, they will have to sell their children.

Under such circumstances, those who survived were naturally not as fortunate as those in the Soviet areas.

It was precisely because she witnessed such differences that she strengthened her beliefs and became able to endure hardship.

Because this is precisely the life lived by the vast majority of ordinary people in China.

Those farmers have lived like this for generations, so why can't she?

Upon entering the restaurant, Xia Weiwei found it to be extremely luxuriously decorated, with each table covered in a brand-new, pristine white tablecloth.

The restaurant's seats are all sofa chairs, which are comfortable to sit on and allow for back support.

She felt that many restaurants she had been to in Beijing, Shanghai, and Nanjing could not compare to this one.

The people eating here ordered a huge amount of food at each table, which looked extremely extravagant and wasteful.

As soon as the two sat down, a waiter brought over a pot of hot tea and placed the menu on the table.

Knowing Xia Weiwei wouldn't want to order, Ma Hongwei directly ordered: "Half a premium roast duck (60 yuan), a serving of silver foil crystal shrimp (78 yuan), a special stew (68 yuan), braised beef in a pot (88 yuan), braised..."

Although this is a county-level city, prices are not cheap, especially in restaurants in the bustling downtown area.

Ma Hongwei had just ordered four dishes when Xia Weiwei stopped him, saying, "That's too much! There are only two of us; we can't finish it. One dish is enough!"

Ma Hongwei handed the menu back to the waiter and said, "That'll do for now, and two small bowls of rice too!"

After the waiter left, Xia Weiwei couldn't help but complain, "Aren't you all being wasteful with all that food? Four dishes for two people, how are we going to finish them!"

When she lived in a big city, the two of them would never order this much food.

"I'm usually very frugal, but I have to treat you today!"

Ma Hongwei said, "My grandmother used to say, 'As adults, we must live life to the fullest and entertain guests with style!'"

"You can't be stingy with guests, otherwise who would want to work with you in the future?"

Xia Weiwei sighed, "But you've been so generous to me, buying me this and that."

"That's different!"

Ma Hongwei said, "Buying things is buying things, and treating someone to a meal is treating someone to a meal. They should be kept separate."

The premium roast duck is served first, with the chef already slicing off the skin and meat and arranging them on a plate.

Another small plate, divided into sections, contains white sugar, shredded scallions, cucumber strips, sweet bean sauce, and other ingredients.

Ma Hongwei said with a smile, "Try the Peking duck of later generations!"

As he spoke, he first picked up a piece of duck skin, dipped it in white sugar, and put it into the other person's bowl.

"Snap! Snap!"

Xia Weiwei took a bite and found that the duck skin was roasted to a golden brown and crispy, and the fat under the skin had long since melted away, so it wasn't greasy at all.

Ma Hongwei looked at the other person and asked, "How is it? Not bad, right?"

"tasty!"

As she chewed, she said, "It tastes just as good as the food I had at Dejuquan in Beiping."

"Since you've had this before, I won't roll it for you. You can do it yourself!"

Ma Hongwei picked up a piece of hinged pancake, dipped duck meat in sweet bean sauce, spread it on the pancake, and then added shredded scallions and cucumber.

Finally, wrap it up, stuff it into your mouth, and you'll feel a great sense of satisfaction.

He likes to eat meat in big bites like this.