Chapter 82 Son, you say that, don’t I want to lose face?
“No need! You don’t have to worry about our winter clothes, I have already prepared them.”
This makes Li Aimin was even more surprised, but he didn't think about going to the leather jacket. Instead, he thought Li Jiayi still had cotton coupons in his hand.
"Okay, son, you are doing a good job. I thank you on behalf of your grandparents and your uncle and aunt."
"Dad, it is meaningless for you to say this. This is not the case. Should I do it?" Li Jiayi said with a shrug.
Li Aimin smiled, then changed his smile and said: "Son, look, you have several watch tickets here. Dad wants to change a watch. What do you think?"
"Dad, one ticket It’s just a watch ticket, you can use it if you need it, but are you sure you can change it to a watch?”
“Why can’t you change it?”
Li Jiayi asked helplessly: “Are you sure your mother will give you money to change your watch?”
“Uh! This ..." Li Aimin didn't know what to say, because he knew very well that Ye Xin would not give him money to change his watch.
At this moment, Li Aimin looked towards Li Jiayi.
Li Jiayi knew what was going on at a glance, and said quickly: "Dad, don't look at me, I don't have money."
If it were anyone else, this would definitely be true. I believe it, but Li Aimin doesn’t believe it.
"Son! Dad is not asking for it from you, dad is borrowing it. When dad has money, he will pay it back to you immediately."
Li Jiayi curled his lips and said: "Dad, when you have money Money, I guess my son will go to the supply and marketing cooperative to make soy sauce.”
"You brat, what are you talking about?" Although Li Aimin said this, he knew very well that his son was right.
"Okay dad, let's do this. Doesn't your comrade want a bicycle ticket? I will lend you the money for the bicycle ticket. As for the rest, you have to deal with it yourself."
"Hey, hey, thank you son, don't worry, when dad gets rich, I will pay it back to you immediately."
Li Jiayi was speechless, expecting dad to repay the money, it is better to hope in heaven Money is falling!
But he won’t say these words, dad doesn’t want to lose face! That's almost it.
He had already said what needed to be said, and it would be too much to say it again.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to pay me back." Li Jiayi left a Phoenix bicycle ticket and those special cotton tickets, and collected the rest.
As for tobacco, alcohol, and non-staple food coupons, he didn't take them out because he was afraid of scaring Li Aimin.
“Son, wait.”
“What happened again?”
"Leave a ticket for your watch, sewing ticket and radio," Li Aimin said.
"No, dad, what do you want to do?" Li Jiayi asked speechlessly.
“Your uncle’s son is getting married, isn’t he! Let’s see if he needs any other tickets.”
“Dad, I don’t have to worry about exchanging these tickets. Forget it! "Li Jiayi doesn't want to cause problems.
Although he said that he had exchanged the votes with others and there was no problem with his origin, he still didn’t want to be too conspicuous.
After all, he wasn't that honest in getting these tickets. Although they said they were exchanged, they were obviously not equal.
"Oh son, I know what you mean, but don't worry, you can definitely rest assured, your uncle."
Li Jiayi looked at his father in surprise, because he was I have never said anything so certain!
It seems that the character of his comrade is fine. In this case, it would be okay to give him a few votes.
"Okay! You don't have to choose from watch tickets, you can buy them all. The same goes for radio tickets. There are Imperial and Bee brands for sewing tickets. Which one do you want?"
"Whatever, I can watch it."
"That's okay."
A Imperial City sewing ticket, a watch ticket, and a radio ticket.
Of these three types of tickets, the sewing ticket is the most expensive, costing sixty yuan a piece, the watch ticket is fifty yuan, and the cheapest is the radio ticket, which costs forty yuan a piece. Of course, this is the price in the pigeon market, but it is basically impossible to buy these tickets at this price.
It’s not that no one sells it, it’s that you can’t touch it. Even if there is one or two, it’s not your turn!
Don't talk about others, even Li Jiayi, a person who often goes to and from the pigeon market, has not met anyone selling these tickets so far.
Of course, it is easy to buy these tickets directly. You can go to the black market and buy them casually.
It’s just that the prices in the black market are not as cheap as those in the pigeon market. A bicycle ticket here can be sold for more than 100 yuan.
Even sewing tickets can be sold for hundreds of dollars. They are easy to buy and the price is naturally very beautiful.
"Son, how much are these tickets?"
"Dad, let him give it to you! It doesn't matter how much it is." Li Jiayi shrugged and said.
"Okay then! I'll give him the tickets he needs later, and I'll give them back to you if I don't need them."
"Yeah!"
Li After Jiayi returned to the room, he collected the tickets and was about to lie down and take a rest when his mother's voice came from the yard.
"Son, come out and eat."
"Oh! Here we come."
Li Jiayi quickly stood up and came to the courtyard. It was already a little dark by this time.
Although autumn has just begun, the days are not that long anymore. It used to be bright at seven or eight o'clock, but now it is dark at six o'clock.
As soon as Li Jia came out, Ye Xin said quickly: "Go and wash your hands, dinner will be served soon."
"Okay Mom."
As soon as Li Jia washed his hands and dried them with a towel, he came to the main room. At this time, his father also took his big enamel jar aside.
The Eight Immortals table was vacated.
"Dad, I think we are going to eat chicken noodle soup tonight, so we don't need such a big space."
"Oh! Really?"
"Yeah!" Li Jia nodded.
Hearing what he said, Li Aimin brought the big enamel jar over again.
Looking at the small broken leaves floating in the large enamel jar, Li Jiayi said helplessly: "Dad, don't you know how to buy some good tea and take a sip of tea foam."
"What do you know? This is a high-quality drink. Many people can't buy it yet." After saying that, he took a sip happily.
Li Jia curled his lips, reluctant to buy it and said, no matter how high it is, it is just tea foam.
"It's time to eat." Mom came in with a large enamel basin filled with chicken soup noodles.
The eldest sister held several bowls and a handful of chopsticks in her hand.
In this era, enamel basins have many uses. They can be used to wash your face, wash clothes, knead noodles, and hold meals.
Of course, this is not talking about one, but separate ones, divided into kitchen and washing.
To be honest, Li Jiayi doesn’t like to use an enamel basin to knead the noodles, because the enamel basin is relatively light and he always brings it with him when kneading the noodles. He has to hold it with one hand and knead the noodles with the other.
He still prefers to use a ceramic basin to knead the noodles, because the ceramic basin is relatively heavy, so he doesn’t have to worry about carrying it with him when kneading the noodles.
So although their kitchen also has an enamel basin, the enamel basin is only used to hold rice.
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