"Okay!" Ning Zhi squinted and smiled, holding his rough hand: "Dad, let's go to the department store now and buy toys for my brother." ”

The little girl hasn't forgotten what she promised her brother before.

"Let's go!" Ning Dayuan bent down and picked her up from the ground.

Ning Zhi didn't expect him to hug himself suddenly, and suddenly said in his ear in a childish voice: "Dad, I can walk by myself, I will be tired if you hold me." ”

"It's okay, Dad is not tired, and our Zhi'er is not heavy." Ning Dayuan didn't let go of her, but hugged her tighter, with a simple and kind smile on his cheeks.

Hearing this, Ning Zhi had no choice but to go with him.

The department store was not far away, and Ning Dayuan walked with Ning Zhi in his arms for five minutes.

The windows of the department store are polished, and the terrazzo floor is spotless, almost reflecting the human figure.

The large ceiling fan is constantly spinning, blowing a cool breeze and taking away the heat of early summer.

There are a lot of people around who are buying, some are well-dressed, some are average-dressed, and everyone's dress reveals the unique atmosphere of this era.

Ning Zhi looked around curiously.

Almost everything is sold here, ready-to-wear, fabrics, shoes, socks, wool, bicycles, watches, and more.

Behind each glass counter stood uniformed salesmen, each with their eyes above the top, and from time to time the tip of their noses snorted, impatiently responding to customers' questions, as if they were superior.

The salesman of this era is a popular profession, with a salary of more than 20 yuan per month and various tickets, and all the food is commercial grain, but he is unconsciously superior.

Ning Zhi, the eldest lady who has always been held by people when she goes to the shop, can't help but touch her nose.

It's hard to imagine that you have to look at people's faces when you buy something!

"Zhi'er, there are toys sold at the front counter!" Ning Dayuan said as he hugged Ning Zhi and walked there.

The counter that sells toys is a grocery counter, and everything from toys to threads and needles is sold, and the salesperson is there.

"Another redneck!" As soon as the salesman saw Ning Zhi's father and daughter staring at the toys on the counter, the white of his eyes rolled up directly, and he twisted his head to the side without paying attention.

As if they didn't deserve to sell something at all.

Ning Dayuan's swarthy face suddenly turned red in embarrassment, and he subconsciously retracted the hand that was about to touch the toy.

Seeing him cower, the salesman smiled even more contemptuously.

Many people around also looked towards Ning Dayuan, some sympathetic and some disdainful.

Being stared at by so many people, the sweat on Ning Dayuan's forehead scrambled out, and his back was like a needle prick.

His lips trembled, and he was inferior and embarrassed, and he had never been so ashamed that he was almost caught by the inspectors just now.

"What's wrong with the redneck?" Just when Ning Dayuan wanted to turn around and leave, the little girl poked her head out of his shoulder.

She stared at the salesman with clear and cool eyes, and asked sonorously: "This aunt, let me tell you, it is precisely because of us countrymen who farm the land that you can eat and supply food!" ”

"So, why do you look down on us countrymen?"

The little girl's voice was tender and tender, crisp and crisp, and fell heavily.

"That's right! Why do you look down on us? Many countrymen around couldn't help but raise their arms and echo.