Not long after, Li Aimin and Qin Jingru left the courtyard.
When they reached the crossroad, the two of them separated.
Li Aimin went to the factory.
Qin Jingru went to the shopping mall in Wangfujing.
After the two of them left.
Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi also came out.
However, Qin Huairu was carrying a small blanket that had been used for countless years.
The two of them were heading towards the cotton shop.
......
Forty minutes later.
Qin Jingru arrived at the mall.
When they arrived at the cotton counter, there was a huge crowd here.
Everyone was holding a cotton ticket in their hands.
However, they were all second-class tickets.
When Qin Jingru saw this, she was secretly happy, and her face was filled with a proud attitude.
Ten minutes later.
It was her turn to line up, and there were many more people behind her.
Facing the staff at the counter, she reached out and took out 20 catties of special cotton tickets.
The staff subconsciously glanced at it and started reading.
"20 catties of second-grade cotton!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Jingru panicked and quickly said,"Hey, comrade, look carefully.”
After being reminded by Qin Jingru, the staff took a closer look.
After reading it, his attitude toward Qin Jingru changed completely.
"Aiya, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I saw wrongly, I saw wrongly.”
After the apology, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"20 catties of special grade cotton."
His voice was so loud that everyone around the mall heard it.
When they heard that there were 20 catties of special grade cotton, the surrounding people all cast envious gazes.
In this day and age.
Forget about special grade.
Anyone who could buy second-grade cotton was already rich.
Those who could buy special grade cotton were definitely from a powerful background.
There were even people who came over to hit on her, mistakenly thinking that Qin Jingru was the woman of some big leader.
Qin Jingru enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.
After getting the cotton, he left like a peacock.
After she left, a large group of people continued to discuss.
Some were jealous, some were suspicious, but it was undeniable that everyone was envious.
After leaving the mall, Qin Jingru went straight to the cotton shop.
Twenty catties of special grade cotton had never been used before.
It needed to be processed and filtered before it could become a blanket.
.....
At the same time.
In a cotton shop near the courtyard house.
Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi were walking into the shop.
As soon as he entered, the boss saw that there was business and immediately asked.
"Should I flick the blanket or the cotton jacket?”
"I'll have to trouble Master to help us remove this blanket and re-stretch it. I'll make two cotton-padded jackets for my child.”Qin Huairu said truthfully.
"Oh, two cents per catty." The Cottonsmith didn't waste any time and directly bid.
"Alright!" Qin Huairu did not haggle over the price. Instead, she took out two cents and gave it to the other party.
After giving it to him.
Jia Zhang-shi was sneakily staring up and down the room.
The house was not big.
However, be it the ground, the beams, or the corners, they were all covered in white cotton.
This cotton was the part that was lost when he flicked the cotton.
He looked at the cotton.
Jia Zhang-shi couldn't help but open her mouth.
"Cottonsmith, there's so much cotton in your room, why don't you clean it up? Why don't I get tired today and help you clean it up? I don't have anything to do anyway, so I'll just take it as helping you.”
After Jia Zhangshi finished speaking.
The Cottonsmith almost laughed out of anger.
What kind of f * cking joke was this?
After accumulating these cotton wadding over the years, it might be a little heavy.
But now, the other party actually wanted to take it all for free.
It was fine if he took it away for nothing, but why did he say that he was helping him?
This was simply going home without any teeth. He was extremely shameless!
Therefore, the Cottonsmith only snorted coldly and did not answer him.
Seeing this, Jia Zhang-shi made a face and muttered in her heart, This stingy thing, no wonder he could only play cotton for the rest of his life.
But muttering was just muttering.
She knew very well that even if the bedding she brought today was dismantled and used up, it would at most make two cotton-padded jackets.
But there were three children at home.
It was impossible for a child to not have a jacket to wear.
Hence, Jia Zhangshi winked at Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu felt helpless.
However, he still walked forward and said to the Cottonsmith.
"Master, I have three children. This cotton can only be used to make two and a half cotton-padded jackets.”
"We don't have any extra cotton tickets at home. Please do me a favor. Anyway, this cotton wool isn't worth much.”
"When the children grow up in the future, I'll get them to buy you some wine. They'll definitely remember your kindness.”
The Cottonsmith heard this.
He sighed helplessly.
However, he didn't care.
It was just as Qin Huairu had said.
The cotton wool in this room might not even be enough to make a piece of clothing.
Instead of letting the cotton wool turn to dust, it was better to give it to them.
In the end, the Cottonsmith compromised.
"Forget it, forget it. I'll give it to you, but you have to clean up properly for me.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Huiru's face lit up.
Jia Zhang-shi's expression finally became better.
Then, the mother and son began to get busy.
The cotton wool on the beam was directly slid down with a broom.
He was busy for almost an hour.
He had finally accumulated half a catty of cotton.
Together with the bedding he had brought, he could barely make three new cotton-padded jackets for the three children.
The Cottonsmith didn't say anything.
He started to play cotton for the two of them.
But at this moment.
Qin Jingru walked in.
Behind her were two young men who looked like they were working hard.
When she walked in, she had yet to see Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi.
Therefore, she shouted.
"Cottonsmith, give me 20 catties of cotton.”
When the Cottonsmith heard that it was 20 catties, he said that it was two cents per catty. 20 catties was 40 cents.
So he immediately replied enthusiastically,"Okay."”
After answering.
The Cottonsmith walked over and took the cotton.
He didn't know if he hadn't picked it up, but he was shocked when he picked it up.
"Special grade cotton?"？？I say, you can even get this level of cotton? You've really broadened my horizons!"
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