Chapter 34 Miserable Woman 34
After Yuanchun bought cloth and a pound of fruit candies, her sharp eyes glanced at a corner where a batch of defective products were being processed, and she paid for another batch. A large piece of really good cloth that had been bitten by mice, and a piece of white pure cotton cloth with a lot of mud spots on it, were just right to make some baby clothes for the baby in my sister-in-law's belly.
There are also two porcelain tea jars with chipped paint, a few towels dyed in mixed colors, and a small iron pot with a broken wooden handle.
A thermos bottle with badly peeled paint looked ugly on the outside, but the bladder was new. The supply and marketing cooperative sold it to Yuanchun for three yuan.
When Yuanchun left the supply and marketing cooperative, the basket on his back was already full of things.
When we came to the place where the bullock cart was parked, a village aunt saw the thermos bottle in the basket on her back with sharp eyes, and shouted loudly, "Girl Yuanchun, why did you buy so many things? Is that a thermos bottle?"
"Aunt Lanhua, it's a thermos bottle."
“Hey, your family can even afford a thermos bottle. I heard that a thermos bottle costs a lot of industrial coupons and seven or eight yuan. This time, your grandma’s family sent money to your mother. Right?" Another aunt asked in a sinister and sour tone.
Yuan Chun knew that people in the village were prone to pinkeye, and she didn’t want to cause trouble for her family because of this little thing, so she said, "Aunt Changgen, this is a defective product. Please handle the goods without industrial papers. It only costs three yuan.”
“And this pot, the handle is broken, only costs one yuan, this piece of cloth costs only fifty cents, and my basket of things only costs six yuan. ”
The new cloth inside is not turned out for others to see.
Red eye disease is more serious.
When the women heard that the supply and marketing cooperative was dealing with defective products, they all ran to the supply and marketing cooperative without saying anything to Yuan Chun.
Feng Caihua stuffed her cloth bag into Yuanchun's arms and said, "Yuanchun, help me take a look. I'll go take a look too."
Suddenly, Yuanchun was the only one left on the ox cart. one person.
Oh, and the third grandfather driving the cattle cart.
He is the third grandfather of the Feng family.
Yuan Chun took out a paper bag from the basket on his back, opened it, took out a piece of rotten and shapeless chicken cake, and stuffed it into Grandpa San's hand, "Grandpa San, you eat the chicken cake."
< br>Third Grandpa: "You can eat it yourself, Third Grandpa won't eat it." He is an old man, how dare he eat something so expensive as a little girl.
Yuanchun forced it into his hand, "Third Grandpa, you can eat it. This cake is also a processed product. You see, not one piece is formed. It is very cheap. This big bag only costs 20 cents."
That one. A big bag, weighing two kilograms.
The cost is more than two cents.
Although they are all rotten, if you want to eat them with your family, if you want to look good, it is worth selling the chicken and cake crumbs for 20 cents.
The third grandpa thought of his little grandson at home, and did not bother to eat the chicken cake. He took out a clean handkerchief, wrapped the chicken cake, put it into his coat pocket, and said, "Okay, San Grandpa will eat a piece of chicken cake from you.”
Then he said, "Girl Yuanchun, Third Grandpa is going to the supply and marketing cooperative. You can help Third Grandpa look at the oxcarts."
"Okay, Third Grandpa, I'm here to watch. Don't worry, I won't It will make the cows run away.”
When everyone in the village came back, they were all smiling and had gained a lot.
Even Feng Caihua had a smile on her face, "Yuanchun, look, I bought a piece of big red flower cloth, which can be used to make a shirt."
"It's just a little dyed. The colors are mixed, but if you put the dyed areas on the sleeves, it won’t look too ugly.”
As if offering a treasure, Feng Caihua spread the cloth and showed it to Yuan Chun.
Yuan Chun was not sensitive to the big red flower cloth, but he said, "It will look good on you."
The third grandfather went there by chance and sold the last pound of chicken cake, because It was broken into pieces, and the salesperson gave it three cents cheaper.
Grandpa San bought a pound of chicken cake for seven cents and was so happy that he hummed a song while driving the cattle cart.
(End of this chapter)