There are mines in the hands of the age of rebirth

Chapter 60 Shopping
Hearing what Jiu Bao said, Xiaomu was stunned for a moment: "Who is right? I took back my own things, why am I still wronged? Is there any reason?"

"Hey!" Jiu Bao sighed, "You are right to take back your own things, but it is your fault that you took off Zhao Yumin's padded jacket. I only know that if this matter gets out, it will affect the future. Zhao Yumin is married, who would marry a girl whose clothes have been ripped off? Think about it, right? If you were a man, I would blackmail you. But, you are not a man, according to my understanding of your grandma , she will steal your money very much."

"Oh, that's it. I thought it was a big deal. Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem. However, I have no plan to give her money. Let her have a big dream! " Xiaomu said indifferently. "Help me take the sledge back and put it away. I'm going to the commissary to buy something."

"Xiaomu, can you play with the big sledge?" Mao Dan interrupted at the right time.

"You play, I'll leave quickly, and I won't come back if I don't walk back." After speaking, Xiaomu rolled up the cotton-padded jacket and mink hat and stuffed them into the back basket, put the back basket on his back, and ran away in a hurry.

Xiaomu ran away, and she didn't take Zhao Yumin's beating seriously, but the old Zhao's house on the West River Bank was fried.

After Zhao Donglai brought the weeping Zhao Yumin home, he told the whole story out of context, but Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she slapped Zhao Mei for the first time because of this matter.He also directed Zhao Donglai to bring back the eldest son Zhao Zhongyi who was playing cards outside, and to study together how to clean up Xiaomu in order to maximize the benefits.This old lady is really like what Jiu Bao said: she is not a fuel efficient person.

Carrying a big basket on his back, Xiao Mu walked for about four or ten minutes to the canteen with his short legs, braving the north wind, and he was in a bad mood.

After entering the commissary, she felt even happier.

Xiaomu plans to buy lamp oil first. This is a must, because there is no such thing in the space, and the lamp oil is too old.

Then there's soy sauce, vinegar, salt, and window stickers.As for the others, Xiaomu decided to wait and see.

Xiaomu struggled to push open the big wooden door, opened the curtain, finally came in, stomped the snow on his feet, looked up, and saw an old man sitting behind the counter, with a forward hat on his head, like a shoehorn Poor face, after Xiaomu came in, he still lowered his head, his big eyelids were drooping, his indifferent attitude was similar to the temperature outside, and he didn't care about people at all, Xiaomu wondered if he was unwilling to sell the things here.

Xiaomu looked at it for a long time, then he finally raised his head and gave Xiaomu a sideways look: "What do you want to buy?" He finally spoke, the salespersons in this era are really scary.

"One catty each of soy sauce, vinegar, and salt, and one catty of lamp oil?" Xiaomu was not sure whether lamp oil was sold by the catty, so he hesitated, "I also need to buy window paper." On a cold winter day, the little girl said in a childlike voice. .

"Bring the bottle." Said the old salesman who was still sitting as firmly as Mount Tai.

"What bottle?" Xiaomu asked confusedly.

"Whose family are you a child, are you here to dislike me? How can I sell you soy sauce and vinegar without taking the bottle? Go back and get the bottle and buy it again." After speaking, he gave Xiaomu a disgusted look.

Xiaomu didn't react at first, but after waiting for a while, he seemed to understand, because the soy sauce and vinegar are all in bulk, stored in several large vats by the window, and there is also bulk liquor, while lamp oil is packed in oil drums.Xiaomu understood, because oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar are sold in bulk here, so you must bring your own containers to buy these things.

"Don't you have any bottles here? Sell me a few, I don't know if I need a bottle." Xiaomu said weakly.

"I sent you home? How many bottles will I sell you? You can buy whatever you want? See if you can." The old man said with a bad attitude, and said to himself: "Who's kid? Not sensible at all?"

Xiao Mu almost gasped, what the hell is he so angry that he scolded him just because of a bottle, fuck your grandma!

At this time, the big wooden door was pushed open with a creak, and a middle-aged woman entered.

"Hey, you look at the cold weather, you're so evil, you're freezing to death!" The woman stomped her feet and rebuked the weather.

"It's cold outside, come in to warm up, sister Wang, what do you buy for your house?"

Xiaomu was stunned: This attitude changed 120 degrees, and Amu was stunned for a while.

"I'm here to buy a pack of matches." Sister Wang said.

Xiaomu looked up at her with a small face: I don't know her, not familiar at all.

"Here are the matches, thirty cents." The old man said with a very good attitude.

Xiaomu once again refreshed his three views, a pack of matches should be ten small boxes, only three cents, money is really valuable at this time.

"What else are you looking at? It's useless to look at it. Hurry up and get the bottle." The old man said with a cold face, his face changed rapidly.

"Hey, Brother Ji, whose kid is this? Isn't it from our team? Why are you running out in such cold weather?" Big Sister Wang asked curiously.

"Who knows who, it looks like it's from a ditch, and I don't know if it's a fool who didn't bring a bottle to buy soy sauce and vinegar." Old Brother Ji said disgustedly.

"Hey, look at this little girl, it's so cute. I remember, it's the child of Zhao Mei's family, that woman's family who just died and the man is about to remarry." Speaking of this.With a look of disgust on her face, "No one cares about her now, look at what she's wearing? I heard that she lives by herself now, like a bereaved dog, it's not when her father is alive, tsk tsk... "..." A look of gloating, but also forced a kind-hearted appearance.

"Oh, it's useless to look good. Guan Dahu has no blessings. If you look good, you will die. Do you think her mother is Kefu's life?" said the man.

The two of them just leaned against the counter like this, looking at Xiaomu from inside and outside, commenting without any fear, and the key point was talking about Xiaomu's parents.

Xiaomu stood in a rage, and when he looked up, he saw the canned yellow peaches on the counter.

"How much is the can?" Xiaomu asked.

"What? Are you optimistic about that bottle? You can't afford it for so much money? Hurry up and go home, don't make trouble here." Old man Ji said.

"How much do I ask you? Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Xiaomu said, "You sell goods, but you don't sell goods, and you drag a woman here to chat all day long. You are dereliction of duty, do you understand? Wait for me Ask Aunt Xiao at the Commune Supply and Marketing Cooperative, is this the rule?"

When old man Ji heard what Xiaomu said, he was really terrified. He didn't expect Xiaomu to know Sister Xiao, one of the heads of the supply and marketing cooperative, and directly manage him.

"Hehe, the canteen in our small place can't sell a few bottles of canned food a year. It costs [-] yuan a bottle. After asking for a long time, do you have the money to buy it?" The sister Wang next to her seemed to be always chatting. , know all the prices of the goods well.

Xiaomu happily raised his hand and took out a five-yuan note, and threw it on the counter: "Two bottles."

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