Ninety lucky little sweet wife

For several days.

Zhu Yan soaked herself in the kitchen from dawn to dusk.

Potatoes are washed, peeled, washed again, sliced, cut into strips, blanched, put in oil pan, cooled, sprinkled with seasoning...

Several seemingly uncomplicated procedures, such a large amount of production, did not drive out the potato chips and French fries ordered by Tang Shi until Sunday.

After lunch at noon, Zhu Yan packed the potato chips and French fries in a clean woven bag, which filled five bags.

I remembered that I promised to take the two children to the town to buy new clothes.

Zhu Yan gritted her teeth, and asked Qin Huai to find a tractor, and the family of four drove towards the town.

Potato chips and French fries are relatively fragile. Although Qin Huai put several layers of hay in the carriage, he still told the tractor master a few more words to let him drive more steadily.

After bumping all the way, the tractor finally stopped in front of Tang Shi's snack shop.

After Zhu Yan finished paying, Qin Huai had already quickly moved several bags of potato chips and French fries into the shop.

Tang Shi was very straightforward, and gave the remaining 300 yuan to Zhu Yan before the goods were inspected.

Today coincides with Sunday, and it is closed in recent years, so there are many customers in the snack shop.

Some acquainted guests, seeing Tang Shi's new arrivals, want to try it out one after another.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a bag of potato chips was empty.

Seeing that the fruits of her labor are so popular, Zhu Yan is very happy.

Seeing that Tang Shi was busy going around, she said hello without any further delay, and left with Qin Huai and the children.

The town of Qiuhu is very lively. There are stalls on both sides of the road, selling all kinds of New Year's goods, and the shouts are even more frequent.

Qin Huai bought some blank red paper in front of a stall selling couplets.

His calligraphy is good, and the couplets that are replaced at home every year are written by himself.

It saves money and is convenient.

Next door to the stall was a shop selling children's clothing, and while Qin Huai was paying the stall owner, Zhu Yan dragged the two children into the children's clothing shop.

The shop is not big, only about ten square meters.

On one side are boys' winter clothes and on the other side are girls' winter clothes.

The proprietress is a woman in her thirties, not tall, with a slightly fat body, and her explosive curly hair is dyed golden.

As soon as someone entered the store, she immediately greeted them enthusiastically, "Do you want to buy new clothes for the two children for the Chinese New Year? Do you think these two sets are suitable? They are both popular styles this year, and many children like them. "

Zhu Yan didn't know where she gave the proprietress a signal that she was a rich person.

Frankly speaking, the two sets of clothes recommended by the proprietress are really good, with thick fabrics, high-quality texture, and beautiful matching.

She believed that wearing it on her two children would definitely be handsome men and beautiful women.

Unfortunately, the wallet is too thin.

A set of cotton clothes and trousers costs 150 yuan, and two sets cost [-] yuan.

Zhu Yan couldn't accept it in her heart.

Xiao Xiao, who was at the side, noticed the strangeness on Zhu Yan's face, and shook his head at the suit in the proprietress's hand with dissatisfaction, "Mother, I don't like this color, it's too jumpy."

Color jumps too much?

The proprietress was startled, she looked at the khaki padded jacket in her hand, then at the bright yellow one Xiaoxiao was wearing,
Inexplicably, there was a feeling of being fooled by a child.

Adhering to the service concept that the customer is God, the proprietress changed him into a black boy's padded jacket.

I thought to myself, this color should not be too jumpy.

Who knows, the little guy shook his head again.

Xiao Xiao's eyes turned around the store.

It ended up on the inner shelf, on a few bunches of clothes.

He approached, took a dark brown one, and compared it to himself, and took another pink one, and compared it to Yaoyao.

"Aniang, buy us these two, Yaoyao and I both like them."

Zhu Yan glanced at the shelf and saw the word "clearance" written in black letters on a red background, and immediately understood the intention of her eldest son.

Being sensible made her nose a little sore.

The proprietress who was left on the sidelines finally understood.

And, it's not a question of the color of the clothes at all, but...

can not afford.

His face changed immediately, and even his voice became a little colder, "The ones that are being cleared over there are all last year's styles, and you can pick two pieces for 50 yuan."

Style is not style, the two children don't pay attention to these at all.

It is already a great honor for them to have a new piece of clothing that truly belongs to them.

The key is that it's cheap.

Originally, it took three hundred yuan to buy four pieces of clothing, but now one hundred yuan can solve the problem.

Zhu Yan glanced at the padded jackets in the children's hands, thinking of putting on another pair of padded trousers for them, but was dragged aside by the eldest son.

"Mother, we still have several pairs of cotton trousers at home, so we don't need to buy them for now."

I don't know if she was moved by the two children's sensibility, but the proprietress took the initiative to come over again, "Amei, there are cotton shoes that have been processed on the shelf at the door. They are leftovers from previous customers. There are some defects. If you don't mind If so, take the two children home."

Naturally, Zhu Yan didn't mind. She only bought a pair of cotton shoes for each of the two children last time, and didn't even have a pair of replacements.

Most of these so-called defective products are quite good in style. Except for a few pairs with obvious holes in the upper, Zhu Yan picked two pairs with cracked seams, and when she went back to repair them, they were still new.

The proprietress took a few pairs of cotton shoes for adults from the warehouse inside. The style was relatively simple, even a bit old-fashioned, so it was perfect for Mrs. Qin to wear.

She picked out a pair of slightly larger men's models, and was going to let Qin Huai come over and try them out.

Turning around and looking inside the store, there was no sign of the man.

Only then did I remember that the moment their mothers stepped into the store, the man never showed up from the beginning to the end.

"Did you see your father?" Zhu Yan asked the two children.

Xiao Xiao has been following Zhu Yan to help pick out clothes, and she also doesn't know Qin Huai's whereabouts.

On the other hand, Yaoyao, who stood silently on the side, suddenly pointed to a silverware store opposite, and said, "I saw Dad go in there."

At that time, A Niang and A Ge were picking out clothes. She was standing at the door of the store bored, looking around, just in time to see Dad entering the store with a convenience bag.

Dad seemed to have seen her too, and made a gesture of silence to her, wondering if it was to tell her not to tell Mom that he went to that store.

But seeing that A Niang was in a hurry to find Dad, she betrayed Dad without even thinking about it.

Zhu Yan looked back in the direction the little girl pointed, and she really saw the man coming out of the silver shop.

Sensing the sight of their mothers, a trace of panic flashed naturally in the man's eyes.

But for a moment, it was replaced by a bunch of shallow smiles.