Celia had just put away the new clothes and shoes. Then she put on the old clothes and shoes, which more suit her status. If she wore the new clothes and new shoes and deliberately dressed up gorgeously, people would think that she was a slut and tried to seduce other men.
"Celia, why don't you wear new clothes? You look pretty. Several girls in the village even asked me where did I buy them for you."
Wendy looked at her daughter with satisfaction. She was poorly-fed since she was a child, so she was always very thin. Unlike others who were boney and flat, she was in good shape. The girls in the village all imitate her in dressing style.
"I love this dress. I'll wear it in the future. Besides, I will have to deliver the chickens, so the new clothes would smell."
Celia didn't mind her new dress at all. She thought that her old clothes suited her well.
"Okay
hose movie tickets."
Celia kept refusing. On the one hand, John was afraid that Celia would leave, so he grabbed her arm. At that moment, a woman rushed out from the kitchen.
"John, what are you doing?"
A woman stood in front of them with her arms crossed before her chest. Her hair was stylish in the 80's, and she looked tough. Celia had seen the world and was not a bumpkin. She just looked at his mother calmly. She wanted to see what the woman could do to her.
"Mom, why are you here again?"
John's tone showed a hint of impatience. He was afraid that something bad would happen and that his mother would come to destroy it.
"This is where my son works. Can I come here to see you? Who is this girl? Why haven't I seen her before?"
The woman stood beside Celia and circled around her. She looked at Celia up and down carefully, her tone full of disdain.