MTL - A Rural Life in the 70s-Chapter 67

Xiao Qiu was very biting and biting a bite, then touched his sister’s head: "Sister tasted it, it’s delicious, you can eat it! These, you bring back to eat with your grandfather!"

Xiao Xia holds the chicken cake and eats it in a small mouth. Xiao Qiu leads her to the counter of clothing, cloth, shoes and hats.

First, the clothing counter, Xiaoqiu just glanced at it and walked over. It is really that the department store at this time has no clothes. On the shelf, there are several sets of autumn clothes, autumn pants, cashmere pants and underwear.

In comparison, the cloth counters are quite rich in goods, cotton, corduroy, velveteen of various colors, as well as several gray and blue crepe cloths, and two or three fashionable 'definitely' on the shelf. It is used for shirts. It is the most fashionable thing in this era. Which big niece and little wife can have a good shirt, which is more proud than the limited edition of the world brand.

In fact, it is a chemical fiber cloth. The advantage is that it is not easy to wrinkle and does not decolorize. The disadvantage is a lot, not enough to breathe and sweat, not comfortable enough...

Xiaoqiu is not interested in this thing. Her eyes are spinning on a few cotton flowers with relatively light colors. My heart is thinking that this white cotton flower with a small purple flower must be a good look for the mother. The small cherry pattern here. Cotton cloth, make a nice dress for yourself and Xiaoxia...

Just thinking, I heard the two salesmen sitting in the counter chatting in the ear.

One of the young women with a big face brushing Hulan’s head said: “...The boss of your family is going to be born soon? It’s just right to sit on the moon, it’s not hot or cold...”

Another middle-aged woman with a long face is not happy, and she is worried: "You don't know, I am worried! I have been stunned since I passed the year. How can I buy some oil? I can't let the children." I still can't see the oil star in the confinement... She is poor, and there are five children to support, and the food is not enough. Nothing can be expected..."

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was interested, Xiaoqiu felt a move, and he couldn’t care about the flower cloth on the counter. He took Xiao Xia’s hand and stood in the corner.

After waiting for a while, I finally saw the middle-aged woman put down the tea pot in her hand and got up and went out: "Little Liu, you look at it, I go to the toilet!"

Xiaoqiu quickly took Xiaoxia’s hand and went up. This middle-aged woman is walking through the staff channel. Usually, the customer stops, and Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia is a small child. When no one notices, they let them get through the loop and follow the middle-aged woman directly into the backyard of the department store.

There were also many staff members walking in the backyard. Xiaoqiu followed the woman to the secluded place near the toilet, and then opened the door: "Auntie, you just said that you want to buy oil?"

If the adults say that middle-aged women will be prepared, they will see two little girls at first. The big ones are only ten years old, and the young ones are four or five years old. Although two hoes are very common, she I didn't neglect the new military bag of the big head of the skull; the small hand holds a piece of chicken cake and eats it. At this time, few people are willing to buy chicken cake for the child!

This shows that although the two children are not well dressed, their family should be good.

Therefore, after the middle-aged woman made up her own brain, she not only refused to abandon the children’s family, but turned around and smiled and replied: "Yes. Is there oil in your family?"

Xiao Xia squinted back and looked at her big sister. She saw her big sister stretched a small face and nodded very seriously: "Yes, my uncle is working at the grain station..."

Having said that, she seems to have noticed that she has missed her mouth and raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Xiao Xia was shocked by the action of her sister, and she reacted and then grabbed her little mouth. The little girl had just bitten a chicken cake in her mouth. At this moment, she narrowed her eyes and pouted. The small mouth under her hand was still chewing. It was like a little hamster who stole it. Xiaoqi looked at it. When I arrived, my heart instantly changed: my little girl is the most cute!

The middle-aged women across the street naturally saw it, and felt that these two little girls were cute. Of course, she did not neglect what she said before the little girl. She mobilized her facial muscles to reveal the most harmonious smile: "What is your uncle called?"

Xiaoqiu police looked at each other slyly, and for a while he whispered: "...called Liu Junhong!"

I quickly rushed: "Auntie, don't tell my uncle, my uncle will not let me out."

"Well, Auntie doesn't tell your uncle. Then, can you help Auntie with a little oil? Auntie doesn't want you, Aunt gives you money, gives you food stamps..." Middle-aged women follow the example.

Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia is a look of ignorance. When middle-aged women were frustrated that they had no play, Xiaoqiu suddenly showed a shy expression and said: "Auntie, I like your pen on the counter. Those flower cloths, can I change the oil?"

Listening to Xiaoqiu, I said that I used a flower cloth to change oil. This middle-aged woman almost went crazy. She is now the size of the cloth counter, and she is in charge of cloth sales and inventory. If she says nothing else, she says that every month is disabled. The defective products have a lot of moisture. She only needs to find something wrong to make the first-class products into defective products. Not to mention that she can take home, the price is much cheaper... This is no harder than using money for food stamps. What is the cost of currency?

At this moment, she looked at Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia’s sister, just like seeing a kid who gave birth to a child. A smile on her face was called a heartfelt, and the voice called a kind gentleness.

"Little girl, you call your name, I..."

Xiaoqiu raised his hand and made a squeaking gesture to appease Xiaoxia. He took the middle-aged woman and walked a few steps to the side. He whispered: "Auntie, don't be in front of my sister, I am afraid that she is young. There is no door in the mouth, and the things are bald."

It turned out to be the case - middle-aged women looked stunned and nodded.

Listening to Xiaoqiudao: "My name is Liu Xiaoqiao, my sister is Liu Xiaoling, Liu Junhong is my little uncle... That, aunt, how much oil do you want? How do we change the law? How much flower cloth can I change for you? what?"

The woman did not expect Xiaoqiu to ask this question, and quickly calculated her heart, said: "What oil can you take out? Cottonseed oil? Soybean oil? Or peanut oil?"

Xiaoqiu thought about his own oil bottle and decisively said: "Soybean oil."