Sixties' Sweet Little Wife

21-30

Chapter 21 White Lies

After coming out of Jiangyuan Iron and Steel Factory, Song Enli successively sold five pieces of cloth, 50 catties of rice and 50 catties of flour.

Rareness is the most expensive. The rice on the black market is fried for five or six yuan per catty, and it is impossible to buy it. She only sells three yuan for eight and two taels of food stamps, and she easily gets four hundred and twelve yuan and ten. There are fourteen-foot cloth coupons for jins of food, as well as some industrial coupons, tobacco and alcohol coupons, etc.

Of course, most people buy one or two kilograms of one or two kilograms. Few have a large amount. After all, one kilogram of refined grains can be exchanged for several kilograms of coarse grains. Although they are also paid, they have to manage the food and drink of the family, and they do not dare to be extravagant. Buy it back to make up for the body; some people really have no money and no tickets, so they sell half a catty or a few taels. All blackened.

It is too late to think about going to the supply and marketing agency.

Song Enli found an inconspicuous bicycle from the space, and rode all the way back to Qingshan Village through the hazy night.

Fortunately, before Wang Xiuying arrived, she quickly put away her bicycle and took out 20 pounds of rice, two cans of soybean oil, two cans of white sugar, and a black serge that had been packed in cloth bags in advance.

After doing all this, she slumped under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village and didn't want to move.

One word, tired!

After a while, Wang Xiuying led Xiao Xiaoshuan and walked under the moonlight.

"Auntie, here." Song Enli waved to her wearily.

"Why did you come back, girl?" Wang Xiuying could see the mess piled up beside her feet from a distance, and it was dark and hard to see, but the smell of rice sesame oil could be smelled through the bag.

The joy in my heart!

But now is not the time to deal with this, so I hurriedly pushed Xiao Xiaoshuan, "Quick, hurry back and ask your father to push a cart of thatch over here. If the old lady next door asks, they will pick up your fourth aunt."

"Hey!" Xiao Xiaoshuan was completely confused by his milk, but it didn't prevent him from running fast.

"Take a passing carriage." Song Enli stood up, his legs shivering with exhaustion.

Wang Xiuying was so distressed that she kept supporting her.

In just four or five minutes, Xiao Jianye hurried over dragging a wheelbarrow, "Mother, what's the matter?"

"Don't ask so much, load these things into the car." Wang Xiuying asked him to unload half of the thatch and put the Everything Song Enli brought back was loaded into the car and covered with the remaining half of thatch.

His mother didn't allow him to ask, so Xiao Jianye naturally didn't dare to ask more, and pushed the wheelbarrow home silently like an old cow.

Wang Xiuying refused to park the unicycle in the yard, and directly let Xiao Jianye push into the main house and slam the door shut.

Under the dim kerosene lamp, a sack full of rice, two cans of soybean oil, two cans of sugar and a large black serge shocked everyone in the Xiao family!

"Hongqi, where did you get these old things?" Others don't know, but Wang Xiuying knows that when the girl came, her baggage was stolen, and nothing was left. The only fifty yuan is still today. The fourth one brought it along.