Seeing the disorderly things in Su Qingfeng's net bag, an elder sister who was knocking on melon seeds with a free counter stuck her head out, a little surprised:
"Young man, you bought so many things for your daughter-in-law, didn't you?"
Su Qingfeng said nothing.
He is only nineteen years old.
He shook his net pocket and smiled, "It's almost New Year's Day, and I'm thinking about taking something home. My father likes rice noodles, and my mother likes peach cakes. My father and my mother are old, and they just eat chicken cakes. Make up for it."
When I touch my mouth up and down, I think of my family both inside and outside, and the salesgirl's eyes become friendly.
The young man's condition is good, he also cares for his family and is filial, so he can't be too excellent.
The elder sister thought for a while and waved to Su Qingfeng
After saying that, she also squeezed her eyes slightly. "You can also buy one more. When the time comes, the girl will be happy."
The eldest sister... is a little too enthusiastic.
Su Qingfeng asked about the price of clam oil. It was not very expensive. No wonder my grandmother always muttered that things are more and more expensive now, but they are not as easy to use as before.
Every time I wipe the treasure in the countryside in winter, I always mutter about the old clam oil, saying that it is cheap and easy to use.
Su Qingfeng also felt sorry for Dabao at that time. After all, it is a cheap and durable brand.
But until he saw a few cents of clam oil, Su Qingfeng still lamented two cents for his previous ignorance.
He bought clam oil and stared at the commodity in the counter Friendship Brand Cream.
Even Su Qingfeng's descendants have heard of the name of this cream.
He asked about the price. The elder sister was a little surprised. The young man was willing to pay.
He has never seen a villager who buys clam oil, but it is the first time he has seen a person who buys cream.
"Sister, how do you sell this cream?"
"No tickets! One piece per box."
Compared with a few cents for clam oil, you still need tickets.
Su Qingfeng was delighted when he heard that he didn't want a ticket.
What can be solved with money is not a matter!
Unless... tickets are needed!
He wrapped up two boxes of cream, and under the confused look of his elder sister behind him, he again held his breath and killed himself from the crowd.
Su Yuehua went to buy cloth with the ticket, which happened to be the hardest hit area where women gathered.
By the time he came out, the task of buying cloth was completed, but the buttons on the cotton padded jacket were completely off.
Su Qingfeng suddenly laughed heartlessly when he saw that he was in such a mess
Su Yuehua can't help twitching his eyes when he sees the miscellaneous things in his net pocket. He opens his mouth to let Su Qingfeng buy slowly. How does his family live?
Even if you are rich, you may hide some flowers.
What's more, when I was alive, I searched and searched. When I died, I left a lot of money. I didn't get any benefit from it, and then I would be cheap for a bunch of descendants.
Eh?
Su Yuehua was shocked when he thought of this idea.
Is there any reason for Qingfeng to spend money in this way?
This idea lingered in Su Yuehua's heart for a short time, and he saw Su Qingfeng rushing over with two cigarettes in his hand.
Su Yuehua:... OK.
It's not his money anyway.
Just pushing the bicycle and walking on the road, Su Yuehua could not stop glancing at the two front doors.
This is the front gate!
A bag costs 36 cents, let alone two!
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "It's a breeze. You should hide these two cigarettes during the Spring Festival. The old men in the village have no cheek to want a cigarette. Your big front door is very expensive. Don't end it all in one day."
Su Qingfeng took out a bag of front doors and smiled, "Brother, I'm hungry. Shall we go to the state-owned hotel for dinner?"
Su Yuehua was already hungry. Somehow Su Qingfeng ate eggs in the morning, but for his daughter-in-law's sake, he picked all the eggs into the Hongying bowl and just ate some salty vegetables.
In addition to the bicycle he had ridden for so long before, he felt that his voice was smoking and his stomach was singing empty city plan.
It should also be possible to have a big white steamed bun in a state-owned hotel occasionally.
He pondered that the price of steamed bread is not expensive, and it is a rare white flour. It tastes soft and delicious, unlike the Wowotou you used to eat. If you bite it, your teeth will collapse.
Su Yuehua silently counted the money in his pocket and slowly relaxed.
Not bad, not bad... I can afford to buy some steamed bread with white flour.
With this idea in mind, they entered the state-owned hotel in the town.
The state-owned hotel is still crowded and bustling. Su Qingfeng leads his cousin to queue up. Today, on the small blackboard, the words "steamed buns with white flour" and "mutton buns" are written on the blackboard.
"Gudong."
Su Yuehua swallowed a mouthful of water quietly and made himself look away from the mutton bun with great effort.
He was spitting at himself again.
Su Yuehua, Su Yuehua, you are not a single man who has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry.
Your daughter-in-law is still eating steamed buns at home. Why are you so shy and thinking about eating mutton buns?
Damn you!
Su Qingfeng stood in front of him. He only thought that the lobby brother was a little strange. He didn't know what strange things were in his brain.
When Su Qingfeng and his wife were in line, he saw the familiar faces and immediately felt a sense of intimacy.
"Sister Chen, how are you doing recently?"
Chen Meilan is lowering her head. When she hears someone calling her "Sister Chen", her eyebrows are wrinkled.
Where did you come from, picking up these nice words to fool her?
Those old ladies who thought she was a supply and marketing cooperative would be happy if they said a few good words at random. They would not even know how much they weighed?
Chen Meilan threw the book down and didn't have a good breath. "If you want to order a dish, you can order it. How come there is so much waste..."
Before she finished speaking, Chen Meilan looked up, and when she saw Su Qingfeng's face, she was stunned.
Soon, a surprised smile appeared on her face.
She subconsciously wanted to reminisce about the past, but soon Chen Meilan realized that the occasion was wrong, so she turned the corner again:
"Comrade Su......, what would you like?"
When she said this, Chen Meilan's attitude was extremely kind, which attracted people in the queue behind to look at Su Qingfeng more.
What kind of guy can make the waiters in the state-owned hotel show such a kind attitude?