Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

"Bai Weiguo's collection of books?" Tang Xiaofu took a look and asked softly, "Who is he?!"

"Bai Weiguo was originally the head of the Planning Bureau."

"The Planning Bureau is a strong unit."

Tang Xiaofu frowned and said, "But, he is retired after all. As the saying goes, when people leave, they forget about you. He may not be able to help you much!"

The Planning Bureau is the predecessor of the National Development and Reform Commission. Especially in the current environment dominated by public ownership and planned economic system, the Planning Bureau has greater power than in later generations.

All commercial bureaus, department stores, material bureaus, agricultural machinery bureaus, and supply and marketing cooperatives are under their guidance.

"His son is Bai Zhiyuan. He is currently the county magistrate of Huaibian County and is in charge of the economy..." Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

"Wow! So, you do have an extra amulet. Who dares to challenge you? Anyone who causes trouble for you will be hitting a wall!" Tang Xiaofu smiled happily, feeling very safe.

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The only state-owned department store in Huaibian County.

Lin Zhengjun started shopping again.

"Comrade, how much is this floral dress?"

Lin Zhengjun glanced at the clothes hanging on the shelves, and his eyes were finally attracted by a white cotton dress with small purple flowers.

This guy, worthy of being a high school student, has a good sense of aesthetics. When Tang Xiaofu saw the skirt, her eyes lit up and she was secretly happy.

This skirt is made of fine cotton, which feels soft and delicate, and is breathable and cool.

The key is that it has a slightly corseted waist design, which shows your figure very well when you wear it, and is full of petty-bourgeois style.

In those days, people advocated fighting against nature and living a hard and simple life, and everyone dressed very conservatively, basically in army green, blue, and black.

The styles are also very simple, such as Zhongshan suits and work clothes.

Anyone who wears brightly colored clothes will be pointed at and criticized, so it takes courage.

In 1984, a fashion film titled "Red Skirts Are Popular on the Street" was even made specifically to promote the liberation of clothing.

The Third Plenary Session of the 1978th Central Committee of the Communist Party of China in also proposed emancipating the mind, but people's body, mind, words and deeds were still curled up, conservative and cautious.

"Eight yuan a piece, with a cloth coupon for one square foot."

A saleswoman wearing glasses glanced at Lin Zhengjun casually and yawned.

This guy's wife is quite pretty, but he himself is dressed very shabbily, with patches on his knees, and looks like a country boy.

These skirts were produced by a garment factory in Shanghai and are the most expensive skirts in the entire mall.

Even the workers and cadres in the city were reluctant to buy it. It had been on the market for half a year and still hadn't been sold. How could he possibly afford it?

"Forget it, it's too expensive!"

Tang Xiaofu stuck out her tongue and pulled Lin Zhengjun.

"Bought it!"

Lin Zhengjun took out some money and cloth coupons and said, "My wife is 1.65 meters tall. Please help me pick out a suitable one!"

These days, state-owned shopping malls don’t allow you to try on clothes, so you must tell them your height clearly before buying.

"Wife? We haven't gotten married yet..."

Hearing this intimate name, Tang Xiaofu blushed with embarrassment, but she also felt very sweet and happy.

"Are you urging me? You're so impatient!" Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

"Go away! Who can't wait?" Tang Xiaofu wrinkled her cute nose and reached out to pinch Lin Zhengjun's arm.

Seeing Lin Zhengjun happily paying, the female salesperson smiled, quickly took off the skirt and handed it to Lin Zhengjun.

"Very good, it will definitely look good on you!"

Lin Zhengjun picked up the skirt and tried it on the little girl. Feeling that it was the right length and fit, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. He folded it and put it in his bag.

"It looks good, but it costs eight dollars..."

Tang Xiaofu was feeling pain in her flesh when she heard Lin Zhengjun ask, "What size are your feet?"

"Ah? You want to buy shoes again? No, you are not allowed to buy them!"

Tang Xiaofu insisted: "You've bought enough things for me. You should buy some for my parents and sister. Their clothes are all patched up. How can I feel good if I wear good clothes by myself?"

"Don't worry, I won't forget them!"

Lin Zhengjun said, "I'll buy some cloth later. We can go home and borrow Lin Bingde's sewing machine to make it ourselves. It will save money and make it fit you better. You can make clothes, right?"

"Well, I'm pretty good with my sewing machine!"

Tang Xiaofu is quite tall, but her feet are not big, size 37.

Lin Zhengjun pointed to a pair of white flat-heeled leather shoes and a pair of small white shoes with rubber soles on the counter and said with a smile: "Comrade, take those two pairs, size 37!"

He bought two pairs at a time without even asking the price. This guy is too generous!

The saleswoman was completely shocked.

If Tang Xiaofu hadn't been there, she would have easily been beaten and would have wanted Lin Zhengjun to treat her to a movie.

She calmed herself down and smiled, "Comrade, the leather shoes are 8 yuan, and the white shoes are 5 yuan, a total of 13 yuan!"

Lin Zhengjun paid the money and tickets and put the two pairs of shoes into his bag, which immediately became bulging.

At Tang Xiaofu's insistence, he bought himself a Dacron shirt, a pair of khaki blue pants and a pair of canvas shoes.

From 1976 to 1979, in order to improve people's livelihood as quickly as possible, the country vigorously introduced equipment to produce chemical fiber fabrics, namely the famous "Dacron".

As "supplementary fabric", it does not have such a strict supply configuration and can be supplied free of charge.

After cleaning, "Dacron" can dry quickly, become crisp and smooth as new, and the color is brighter, and it is wear-resistant and does not fade.

But it has a fatal flaw, which is that it is not breathable. Once you sweat, it sticks to your body and is not comfortable.

But how should I put it? These days, Dacron is particularly popular.

Especially the young cadres and workers, they were proud to wear Dacron, so Lin Zhengjun could be considered fashionable for once.

Afterwards, Lin Zhengjun bought eight square feet of khaki and white cotton cloth to make clothes for his parents and sister, and also bought a pound of fat pork, a pot of soybean oil, and many other daily necessities.

Then, he went to Xinhua Bookstore and bought two newly published copies of "People's Literature" for the little girl before going home.

……

In the evening, home.

When the family saw the cloth that Lin Zhengjun took out, they felt different emotions.

Lin Sanhuai and Zhang Shuqin guessed that they had spent a lot of money, and they felt touched but also a little distressed.

But Lin Hongying had a happy face and excited eyes.

In recent years, during the New Year, children from better-off families used cloth woven by state-owned factories, while children from less well-off families used homespun cloth woven at home, but at least they had a new piece of clothing to wear.

But Lin Zhengjun's family was in financial difficulty, so she kept picking up Lin Zhengjun's old clothes and modifying them to wear, and was often laughed at by her friends.

"Zhengjun, why did you buy so much cloth for us? It's so wasteful. Our clothes can still be worn!" Zhang Shuqin said in disbelief.

Lin Sanhuai pulled out a rolled-up newspaper and said, "Yes, our family's situation has just improved, and you are so extravagant. You still have to get married with Tang Zhiqing, and there are many places to spend money..."

"Mom and Dad, it's not a waste. When I get married, you two will definitely want to wear new clothes, so this counts as buying it in advance!"

Lin Zhengjun said with a smile: "Besides, this is not the era where the poorer you are, the more glorious you are. If you dress decently, I will have face when I go out!"

"What a fine fabric this is! It's dense, strong, and crisp."

Zhang Shuqin caressed the khaki cloth lovingly, smiling, feeling warm in her heart: "Workers and cadres may not be able to afford it. I am an old farmer who makes a living from the soil. Will it fit me? Does it suit me?"

"Why not? You gave birth to me and raised me, and you brought me up with a lot of hard work. You have suffered all your life, and it's time for you to enjoy your life." Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

"Yes, just because you are the parents of a regular army officer, you deserve it!" Tang Xiaofu said proudly.