"Don't talk to me about these useless things. I'll only pay for one catty of pork. As for the other side dishes, oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar, you can use your money to buy them.”
Jia Zhangshi threw 80 cents at Qin Huairu's face." It's already good enough that I gave you 80 cents. What else do you want? I earned all my money through hard work. It's for my retirement. I can't lend you a single cent.”
The eighty cents landed on Qin Huiru's face and the ground. Qin Huiru wanted to flare up, but she could only endure it.
For the sake of this family, she had endured humiliation. In order to raise the three children, how much of Jia Zhangshi's anger had she endured?
Today, she swallowed her anger again.
Qin Huiru picked up the 80 cents from the ground, grabbed her bag, and went out to buy pork.
"Grandma, can you give me a dollar? When I grow up, I'll support you in your old age." The stick asked his grandmother, Jia Zhangshi, tentatively.
"My grandson is still the best. He knows how to support Grandma when he grows up. However, one yuan is so much. What are you going to buy with one yuan from Grandma?”Jia Zhangshi praised the meme and asked what the meme was going to buy with the money.
"Grandma, I want to buy a pencil case. My pencil case has been broken for a long time. My deskmate, Ma Xiaodong, often laughs at me. I want to take one yuan and buy the best pencil case.”The stick meme explained seriously with a straight face.
Jia Zhang-shi blinked her eyes. It turned out that her grandson had been bullied. This revenge must be taken.
"Alright, Grandma will give you one yuan to buy the best pencil case. It must be better than Ma Xiaodong's pencil case.”
Jia Zhangshi counted out a dollar and handed it to the stick, repeatedly reminding the stick not to spend money recklessly and to keep the money properly.
"I got it, Grandma. Don't worry about me. Don't worry, the money is in my pocket.”
The stick guy put the money his grandmother gave him into his pocket and promised.
"Grandma, I want one yuan too." Little Dang said.
"Grandma, I want one yuan too." Huai Hua was her sister's recorder.
"No, scram. Go out and play immediately. Where does Grandma have a dollar? Not a single cent." Jia Zhang-shi's face was filled with disgust as she waved her hands and chased her two granddaughters out.
Her granddaughters were all good-for-nothings, and she had to provide for them every day. Jia Zhang-shi's heart ached terribly, and she still wanted money?
Little Dang and Huai Hua walked out of the room crying.
The boy ran over and pulled his two sisters.
"Little Dang, Huai Hua, don't cry. Let's go. I'll bring you to buy candy and soda.”the meme said.
"Brother, aren't you buying a pencil case?" Little Dang asked.
"Brother, you're so nice." Xiao Dang smiled through his tears.
"Brother, Huai Hua wants to eat Tang Tang." Huai Hua said in a childish voice.
With the two younger sisters in tow, they took the one yuan that they had scammed from Jia Zhangshi and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things.
Qin Huiru took the 80 cents that Jia Zhangshi had given her and went to the market, intending to buy a pound of pork. However, when she arrived at the market, she realized that the meat tickets had long been used up.
Nowadays, buying vegetables at the market not only required money, but also tickets.
Buying vegetables required tickets, buying meat required tickets, buying clothes required tickets. In short, any supplies were supplied with tickets.
Qin Huairu did not have a meat ticket. If she wanted to buy pork, she could only go to Pigeon Market, which was also the black market.
The black market was the busiest at night, with the most people buying things.
There were very few people during the day, and there were often red armbands hanging around.
Once they were caught by the red armband, they would be punished and paraded in public.
Qin Huairu actually did not want to go to Pigeon Market to buy pork. However, she did not have a pork ticket. She also wanted to buy a pound of pork to make dumplings for the children. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Pigeon Market.
There were quite a lot of people in Pigeon City today. Perhaps it was the weekend, but the workers in the factory did not go to work. The farmers in the countryside who were short of money often took their eggs, chickens, and other things to sell to the workers in the city.
The pork in the pigeon market didn't need meat coupons, but it was sold at 90 cents per catty, which was 10 cents more expensive than the market.
Qin Huairu had haggled over the price and finally managed to get 88 cents per catty. She had bought pork for 80 cents, but it was not even enough for one catty.
She didn't have much money on her, and she had to spend money to buy side dishes such as onions, ginger, and garlic.
Just as Qin Huairu paid the bill and placed the pork into her bag, she saw a familiar face in Pigeon Market.
Lin Fan!
At this moment, Lin Fan had two chickens in his left hand and a duck in his right. He was carrying two catties of pig suet oil in his bag as he walked towards Qin Huairu.
Today was the weekend. Lin Fan strolled around the city and came to Pigeon City.
As soon as they entered Pigeon City, they were greeted by the scent of Jing City.
This reminded him of his previous life when he was young, when he was practicing street stalls in the market.
He simply bought two chickens and a duck.
The chickens were a male and a female. He planned to bring these two chickens into the mysterious small space and let this chicken couple reproduce inside.
As for this duck, Lin Fan planned to make a beer duck dinner tonight to reward himself.
"Lin Fan? Why is it you? Are you here to buy things too?"
Qin Huairu called out to Lin Fan. She looked at the chicken and duck in Lin Fan's hands and greeted him with a smile.
"Sister Qin, are you here to buy something too?”
One shouldn't hit a smiling person. Even though Lin Fan didn't like Qin Huairu, they were neighbors in the same quad after all. Since she had greeted him, he politely responded.
"Yeah, I'm here to buy something too. Our three children are craving dumplings. I'm here to buy some pork to make dumplings for the children.”
Qin Huairu looked at Lin Fan and asked with a smile,""Lin Fan, you're buying chicken and duck. What kind of festival is this? Are you planning to cook a feast tonight?"
Lin Fan's lips curled up into a smile as he nodded his head.
"Sister Qin, you're right. Today is my birthday and it's the weekend. I'm planning to make a big meal tonight to reward myself.”Lin Fan smiled.
"Is that so? I didn't expect today to be your birthday. I wish you a happy birthday first.”Qin Huairu looked at the chicken and duck in Lin Feng's hands and asked with a smile," But, Lin Fan, you made chicken and duck. Can you finish them all by yourself? Do you want me to help you eat?"
"Alright, how about this, Sister Qin? Come to my room tonight and I'll treat you to chicken dinner.”Lin Fan chuckled.
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