CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 68: SO MUCH MORE COMFORTABLE

"Continue!"

Yu Ritang’s eyes suddenly widened, "Isn’t this enough?"

Yi Chichi’s mouth twitched, "Have you seen anyone take measurements wearing a sweater over long johns?"

By the end of April, the weather was starting to warm up, and in unusually warm climates, it could reach over twenty degrees.

The lowest was around ten degrees, so it wasn’t practical to wear a sweater and long johns.

Yu Ritang, speechless and unable to argue, silently took off her sweater and looked at Yi, "Now is it okay?"

"Yes!"

Yi Chichi scrutinized her figure like a searchlight, making Yu Ritang feel like her hair was standing on end. She couldn’t help but step back and say, "What are you looking at?"

"Looking at you."

Yi Chichi, honestly and frankly, took the soft measuring tape and measured her, not forgetting to praise, "You’ve got a great figure."

Yu Ritang was tall with long legs, and without the thick winter clothes to obscure her, her slightly curvy and shapely figure was fully visible.

She could already imagine how stunning Yu Ritang would look wearing the clothes she made.

Aunt Ma, who hadn’t paid attention to her niece’s figure before, listened to Yi Chichi and took a serious look, realizing it was true.

"Just like her mother."

Among the three sisters, only the second one had both a beautiful face and a good figure. In their youth, they truly lived up to the saying of breaking down doors with marriage proposals.

Among the three sisters, it was Tangtang’s mother who married best. Even more commendable was that her husband’s family had a good reputation.

They didn’t look down on these poorer relatives and always stayed close.

Yu Ritang shivered from the cold, "I don’t think this is the time to discuss this; I just want to put my clothes on quickly."

Even though the room was warmed by a heated kang and the temperature wasn’t as frighteningly low as outside, she still felt cold.

"Almost done."

As she spoke, Yi Chichi began measuring her hips.

Yu Ritang felt a bit embarrassed, but fortunately, the awkwardness was short-lived.

"Done."

Yi Chichi put away the soft tape, turned back to the table, and quickly recorded her measurements.

Seizing the opportunity, Yu Ritang quickly put her clothes back on as if lightning-fast, then let out a long breath, feeling as if she had come back to life.

Just as she was about to speak, Yi Chichi suddenly leaned over and whispered, "You need to change your bra."

Coming from the future, she didn’t think this was an embarrassing topic, but for Yu Ritang, a girl from the 70s, it was.

Her face flushed, and she shyly asked, "What kind should I change to?"

As she spoke, her gaze instinctively fell on Yi Chichi’s chest, but she found that Yi was wearing too many thick layers to see.

Yi Chichi didn’t notice her gaze and, hearing the question, described it in detail without lifting her head, "The provincial department store sells them."

Even Lin City’s department store, not as large as Hei Province’s provincial capital, sold them, so it’s certain the provincial capital had them.

Yi Jing and Yi Ling each had one.

Zhang Lanxiang, putting aside other issues, was genuinely good to her two daughters.

Yet she was so harsh on the original owner, not even willing to give her a bit of cloth to make a rag for herself.

The original owner couldn’t figure out why, as Yi Yong’s biological daughter, she couldn’t compare with Yi Ling, and even fell short of Yi Jing, an adopted daughter.

Just because she lacked a mom? Why such a disparity?

If only her real mom were still alive, Yi Yong wouldn’t dare treat her this way.

But since her mom passed away protecting the factory’s property, what could she do?

She had no choice but to endure, for she had an ungrateful father.

Thinking of unhappy things, her smile disappeared, leaving her with a cold face that left Aunt Ma and Yu Ritang stunned.

The aunt and niece stared at each other, puzzled at why she seemed suddenly angry?

Could it be she was upset because Tangtang wasn’t willing to change bras?

Thinking along these lines, Yu Ritang softly said, "Don’t get mad, I’ll buy it as you said."

The unexpected reply left Yi Chichi dumbfounded.

When she realized what Yu Ritang implied, she knew Yu had misunderstood, but she didn’t bother to explain, "You really should change; what you’re wearing now is like wearing nothing."

Recalling the scene from the autumn harvest, Yi Chichi had a brief blackout and advised, "Be sure to buy it."

"Okay."

After recording the measurements and advising her not to indulge in food and gain ten pounds in a few months, Yi Chichi, with materials and embroidery threads, prepared to leave for the Youth Corps Courtyard.

Seeing she didn’t take the art supplies, Yu Ritang asked curiously, "Aren’t you taking the art supplies?"

"I’ve already used them," Yi Chichi replied, confused. "You paid for them, so naturally, they belong to you."

She’s a girl who doesn’t covet more than she should.

Although her labor fee was a bit high, her embroidery skills were worth the price.

Yu Ritang just laughed, "I don’t paint, so keeping them is useless. You paint, so giving them to you is the best use of these art supplies."

That’s true.

Yi Chichi was indeed good at painting, and she painted quite well.

However, taking Yu Ritang’s art supplies without compensation made her feel guilty.

Not taking them....

After thinking it over, she suggested, "How about I pay you for this set of art supplies?"

Forget about the vouchers; they were too hard to come by.

Besides, she didn’t know if buying art supplies in this era required vouchers.

If they did, she wouldn’t know what kind of vouchers were needed.

So, paying cash was the best option.

"Alright, you can take everything for five yuan."

Yu Ritang never intended to sell them at the original price, not because of anything else; she just wanted to strike a friendship with Chichi.

Some people’s hobbies are quite refined, and who knows, she might need Yi Chichi’s embroidery at some crucial moment.

"Alright then, five yuan it is."

"...Alright."

Yi Chichi nodded, deciding to give her a small gift when delivering the order.

At that moment, Yu Ritang had no idea a little surprise awaited her in the future.

She accepted the five yuan Yi Chichi handed over and tucked it into her pocket, then helped pack the art supplies into Yi Chichi’s arms.

"Do a good job, embroider well. On my wedding day, I’ll be counting on you to make me look good."

"Of course, I’m confident in my ability to make clothes and embroider; it’s my expertise."

Her words were full of confidence, making Yu Ritang’s expectations for the final product even higher.

Once Yi Chichi was seen off, Yu Ritang turned around and hugged Aunt Ma tightly, "Aunt, thank you for finding me such a good master."

Aunt Ma weakly replied, "The master is indeed good, but thinking about the cost still pains me."

Yu Ritang just laughed, "I don’t have to pay for it; Mr. Ye will. Does that make you feel any better?"

"As if Mr. Ye’s money isn’t yours."

Once married, they’ll be family, but for now... "Actually, I must say, I really do feel a lot better."

The aunt and niece burst out laughing, while Liu Xiangqian tapped his pipe and sighed, women—too difficult to understand!

——

Yi Chichi returned to the Youth Corps Courtyard with a pile of things, startling Wang Nan and the others hiding from the winter cold inside.

"What have you got there?"

"It’s the fabric for Comrade Yu’s clothes."

Upon hearing that, everyone instantly understood—it was a done deal.

No one thought to ask the price, assuming it was the same as Bai Chen’s clothing fee back then.

Instead, Zhou Qiuyu leaned over and said: