FSC [QT] Chapter 83.2

Ah Wu first went to the counter that specialized in selling fabric garments.

The counter was not big, with a glass counter in the front. The counter was divided into three layers.

Some small items such as handkerchiefs, towels, socks, and others were placed in one place.

There was a large container at the back, which contained rolls of cloth. The quantity was not large, and many of the compartments were empty.

On the other side of the container, there was a small wall with ready-made garments hung on it. The styles were relatively ordinary, with a large pocket on each side of the chest, similar to work clothes.

“The power of example is infinite. Comrade, can you give me ten feet of dark gray cotton cloth and eight feet of dark blue cotton cloth?”

Ah Wu looked at the counter occupied by black, gray, and blue and couldn’t help thinking.

A few months ago, the supply and marketing cooperative had other brighter colors of clothes, such as red and yellow. Many girls liked such bright colors, so they sold very well.

But there was no more this time. She didn’t know if they dared not to sell it, or if those bright colors were sold out before she came.

Ah Wu was not picky. She planned to buy some clothes to make a new set of clothes for the two elders. Dark gray was a good color, suitable for the elderly who often had to work, and it wouldn’t look dirty.

As for dark blue, she planned to make two new sets of clothes for the children. Nowadays, work clothes are basically blue. She planned to make smaller versions of work clothes for the children. This was also very fashionable clothing in this era, and the children would be happy.

As for herself, Ah Wu didn’t plan to buy clothes. Anyway, Kuang Aijun said that he still had several 90% new military uniforms. She could just use his clothes to make them smaller.

“Oh.”

The middle-aged woman at the counter looked lazy, but she still did her work slowly and methodically.

When Ah Wu first visited the supply and marketing cooperative, she thought that she was despised by these arrogant staff, who mocked her for being a country bumpkin, made things difficult for her, and didn’t give her what she liked.

She didn’t know how such persecution delusion came about. It was as if she had read a lot of books that described the supply and marketing cooperative staff in this way.

Therefore, when she first came to the supply and marketing cooperative, Ah Wu was a little nervous. She prepared herself mentally before entering the door and thought about how to refute them and save face if she was given a hard time.

But when she really came into contact with these staff members, she found that her original worries were unnecessary.

Which kind of people were the most glorious in this era?

Soldiers, workers, and farmers, especially those who were three generations of poor farmers, were simply amulets that allowed them to walk sideways.

If the staff of the supply and marketing cooperative dared to look down on farmers, did they want to be criticized because their lives were too easy?

However, although she was not harassed or despised, the attitude of these people in the supply and marketing cooperative was still not kind and enthusiastic.

They were lazy to all those who came to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things, and occasionally they would ignore them.

No matter whether you were from the city or the country, they treated everyone equally.

Because of a limited market at this time, except for the supply and marketing cooperatives, the only place that existed was the black market. But how could ordinary people dare to go to the black market?

So even if the staff of the supply and marketing cooperatives had a bad attitude, they still had to shamelessly try to please them.

After coming here a few times, Ah Wu got used to their working attitude. As long as she could buy what she wanted, she didn’t care whether they were smiling or frowning.

The middle-aged woman was very careful when cutting the cloth. She measured it several times to make sure that she would not cut too much cloth and cause losses to the public. After cutting the two pieces of cloth that Ah Wu wanted, she folded the cloth and then took an expired newspaper to wrap it up.

“Tickets, money.”

She threw the thick newspaper on the counter and spoke concisely.

The prices of different fabrics were written on a small wooden board hanging in the air. If someone was illiterate, they would be at a loss after hearing her words and would inevitably ask another question, which would result in her rolling her eyes.

Fortunately, both Ah Wu and Kuang Aijun were literate. Kuang Aijun rushed to give Ah Wu the ticket and the money.

“Tsk, men are in charge?”

The middle-aged woman finally had the heart to lift her squinting eyelids, looked at Ah Wu with wide eyes, and said with a tone of disappointment.

Looking at these two people, they should be a couple. After marriage, shouldn’t the woman be in charge of the money? How could this young wife let the man carry so much money and tickets in his pocket?

Kuang Aijun felt a chill in his spine and wished he could cover the old lady’s mouth.

Yesterday, Ah Wu didn’t ask him in detail about his private money, let alone ask him to hand over the private money. Kuang Aijun had been worried about it all the time in his heart.

Now this old lady specifically brought up what he was worried about. Wasn’t this trying to kill him?

 

 

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