As soon as Grandpa Song entered the supply and marketing cooperative, he couldn't stop shouting like a wild horse on the reins, from the stationery counter at the entrance to the pastry and candy counter inside.

That's right, just like a child, he rubbed his hands on the counter a little bit, and his two eyes were still staring at what was under the glass.

When he returned to China in 86, he didn't need a ticket to buy things at the supply and marketing cooperative, and he once went to the housekeeper once because of curiosity, and the variety of goods in it was much richer than now, but the sense of age was not so strong, not to mention decades later, even if it was exactly the same thing, it looked completely different.

Wanted, he wanted everything.

"Grandpa, you can buy whatever you want, and if you harvest it, it's all about to drip into the human cake." Song Enli blocked Grandpa Song's chin in disgust.

Grandpa Song glanced at her, lowered his head and rummaged in his pocket very seriously, and turned out the four cents he earned by driving the car, "Alas, little girl, I also want to buy it, I want to eat well when I get older, but I only have so much money, and my son and daughter-in-law don't care about ......me."

It really smells sad and tears come to the listener's eyes.

The roots of Song Enli's teeth itched.

Pretend you don't know her, right?

Yes!

She patted Xiao Heping on the back, "Don't worry about him, let's go over there, Zhang Laoguo asked me to help him carry things." ”

Xiao Heping listened to his daughter-in-law, the two said to leave, Xiao Tiezhu hesitated, and finally stood firmly beside Grandpa Song.

He firmly believes that he can eat with his in-laws and grandfather!

Biscuits cost eight cents a pound and you have to take eight taels of food stamps, what can you do with these four cents.

The salesman originally thought that the old man knew the two young men, but when he saw the two people gone, he was a little unbearable, and picked up a wooden box from the bottom, and the box contained a small half box of cake crumbs.

"This dim sum scum doesn't need food stamps, three cents a catty, I'll give you some, four cents can still have more than one or two."

The dim sum is filled with wooden boxes and iron plates, and the puff pastry can not withstand the toss, and once it is taken away, it is necessary to take off a layer of skin, and the salesmen at the pastry counter are reluctant to waste, so they sweep out the dim sum residue at the bottom of each box and sell it intensively.

Because of the low income, there are not many people who are willing to buy dim sum to eat, a little in the supply and marketing cooperatives there is an acquaintance who likes to buy this thing to satisfy hunger, one or two cents to buy half a catty, and do not need food stamps, the oil is also very fragrant, if you are lucky, the salesmen will mix the pieces of dim sum in it to sell, the price is of course slightly higher.

Salespeople sometimes buy their own dim sum dregs, but they will deliberately create some uneven scraps and mix them in, which is just to make it cheaper.

Grandpa Song twisted the number of banknotes, handed over four and drew back one, "I'll just ask for one or two." "You can get a handful of pai gow for every penny left.

"Ugh." The salesman quickly scooped a spoonful with a small iron spatula containing snacks, passed the scales, and wrapped it in oiled paper.

When Song Enli came back from buying good things for Zhang Laoguo, he saw the two old men head to head, happily squatting at the counter to share the dim sum and eat the scum.

"I said grandpa, you can't just buy a cake to eat."

"I bought it, everyone bought it." Grandpa Song handed her the oiled paper bag, "Taste it, it tastes good." ”

Song Eun-ri couldn't refute it.

It's true, everyone buys it like this, but in fact, she is the outlier who buys aggressively, it's just that the two old people look weird and pitiful!

"You eat it yourself, I won't rob you, my stomach is still full." She bypassed the two of them and asked for two catties of twist flowers and two catties of peach cakes on the counter.

When the salesman passed the scales, he asked her in a low voice, "Comrade, do you recognize those two old comrades?" ”

"I know, why don't I know, one is my grandfather and the other is my father-in-law."

"......" does not carry such a deceptive ......

The salesman suddenly wanted to snatch back the oiled paper bags in the hands of the two old men!

Coming out of the supply and marketing cooperative, Xiao Heping already had things in his hands.

After Grandpa Song finished pretending to be poor, he went on a shopping spree, bought all the things he could use, and said that he wanted to take them back to his hometown, and he didn't even let go of toilet paper.

Song Enli felt sorry for Xiao Heping, and proposed to take the things back to the carriage first, and then buy supplies at the grocery store.

From the supply and marketing cooperatives to the state-run hotel, you have to cross a street.

When he passed by the roadside, Grandpa Song, who had been looking around, suddenly stopped and couldn't leave, "Hongqi, you give me some money!" ”

"What's wrong?" Although curious, Grandpa Song was rarely serious, and Song Enli quickly took Zhang Da Tuanjie from his small satchel and gave it to him.

Grandpa Song took the money, crossed the street and went to a house with an open door opposite.

Xiao Heping took Song Enli and said, "Let's go over and have a look." ”

"Ugh."

Inside the low and narrow door, Grandpa Song was bargaining with the owner to buy a renovated Eight Immortals table, "Our family has just moved from other places, the family is squatting and eating, and I really don't want a table to eat, but there is really no place to find a table for eating, and there is no condition to buy new wood, passing by your house and seeing that your house has two tables, you can give this one to me, just take it as a good thing." ”

He didn't say to buy it, for fear of committing taboos.

The owner of the house does have two tables, but the problem is that they have a lot of family, and the two tables are just enough to sit down, and if there is one less, half of them will have to squat to eat, but he saw that Grandpa Song really wanted and wanted to make a profit, anyway, he could go to the black market to buy it again after taking the money, and outsiders didn't know where the black market was, but he was born and raised in Menqing'er, so he deliberately bit and refused to let go, "My table is left by my grandfather's grandfather!" How many years of family affection have I heard, I heard that it costs more than ten or twenty yuan to buy a table outside, and you have to ask for industrial vouchers......"

That's weird!

It's only about 20 yuan to find a carpenter to build a new big wardrobe!

Song Enli didn't speak, and looked at the table carefully, it was not an antique, ordinary cypress wood, nor a good wood, not to mention the craftsmanship, the patterns in the corners and corners were all planed, square and square, it was really inconspicuous, and there was nothing worth starting.

She couldn't understand why her grandfather was in such a hurry and came to buy it.

The only selling point of this table is that it is still a whole piece, but it is very shabby, and the price of two cents and five pounds on the black market is considered high, and there are better ones on the black market than this.

"Yes, yes, yes." Grandpa Song accompanied the smiling face, and took out the crumpled unity from his pocket, "But our family only has ten yuan, if it really doesn't work, then I can only slowly think of a way in the future." ”

When the person is gone, who knows if he will come, maybe he will go to someone else's house and buy one, or he will find out about the black market.

The owner of the house pretended to be understanding, and quickly grabbed the money and put it in his pocket, "It's also difficult to eat without a table, so I'll take it as a good thing, but you have to remember that I gave it to you, not what I sold you, and I have to add two yuan to buy another one later." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Grandpa Song couldn't wait to greet Xiao Heping, "Come, Sigeon, you have a lot of strength, help Grandpa carry the table out." ”

"Carry? Grandpa, this table is one hundred and eighty pounds! Song Enli frowned, and wanted to ask someone to help carry it, but he was embarrassed to speak.

One is a grandfather and the other is a father-in-law, and she herself is pregnant with a baby.

Xiao Heping didn't take this weight in his eyes, and with one hand, he easily put it under his arm and got the table out.

After a long way from that family, Song Enli asked the doubts in his heart, "Grandpa, tell me honestly, what do you want this table for?" ”

Grandpa Song smiled, and mysteriously took out a black hard object the size of half a palm from his coat pocket.

Song Enli had seen this thing in that house just now, and it was a table foot.

But this thing......

She reached over and touched it, her heart fluttered twice, and her nails scraped hard, revealing a thin white line like clotted cream, soft and peaceful.

Really!

"That's what I saw just now, so I hurriedly ran over and pretended to look at the table and picked a piece of mud from the ground and pasted it on, and no matter how big it is, the blind can recognize it. Grandpa Song was in a good mood and pasted the one that Song Enli had just scraped open, and the dirt on the outside of the jade paperweight was heavy, and it looked like a lump of coal.

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