The pretty daughter-in-law with a soft waist is busy raising a baby, and she is spoiled by the whole

Basically, bartering is still done in the market. It is not fully open yet, and few people are doing business openly.

Lu Yuening still has twenty yuan in her hand, and she has enough space for food and supplies.

It’s just that the fabrics and clothing styles don’t fit the era.

She came to buy fabrics.

You have to make your own clothes, and the baby is about to be born, so you have to make preparations.

and……

She glanced at her braids, which were too inconvenient.

Lu Yuening went directly into the barber shop.

"Comrade, are you sure you want to cut it so short?"

Lu Yuening nodded affirmatively, "Just cut it below the ears."

She was too lazy to take care of it.

Moreover, this face is 80% similar to her previous life, with distinct facial features, and a short haircut will make her facial features more clear and three-dimensional. Moreover, her shoulders and neck will be slender, and she will look better with shoulder-baring short hair. The most important thing is that she can't do it now. Take care of long hair.

"If this hair is well maintained, it can be sold for a lot of money, right?" She looked at the boss who was about to use the scissors.

"Huh? Money?"

"Yeah, don't open the braid, just cut it off and trim it. See how much you can get."

The boss called Lu Yuening and smiled half-heartedly, and he immediately understood that he knew what he was doing.

I smiled awkwardly, "Sister, I won't lie to you. Your hair is really well-maintained, but the market is not good right now. You have to let me make some money, right? How about two dollars... oh no, three dollars?"

"Seven dollars."

After coming out of the barber shop, Lu Yuening had an extra seven dollars in his hand.

It's only the 1980s, and bills are still needed to buy things. She still has a few bills in her hand, which can be used for the time being.

I bought two pieces of muslin for sale.

After that, I found a hidden place and secretly took something out of the space, including twenty eggs, five kilograms of rice and noodles, a piece of bacon and a sausage.

Her basket was covered with rags, and nothing could be seen. No one else knew what she ate after she returned.

She needs nutrition now, but she doesn't want to take supplements blindly.

There was very little meat nowadays, so Lu Yuening didn't try to grab it. She, who was pregnant, would be ruined if she was pushed or something.

Anyway, there is space.

Fortunately, when she awakened her space powers, her first thought was to stock up on goods.

She proved prescient.

Lu Yuening bought something and was not in a hurry to go to the gathering place. She walked around the town.

In the 1980s, the tallest building in this town was the two-story building of the Grain Management Office.

The dirt floor is even more so, the walls are covered with bright red propaganda slogans, and everything is dusty.

Very characteristic of the times.

Lu Yuening is pretty. Even though she is pregnant, she is not swollen. Her big eyes are moist and moist, and her skin is whiter than others, so even if she has a bulging belly, she is very noticeable.

From the street to the end of the street, we were done shopping in no time.

Just when Lu Yuening was about to leave, she saw a woman with a strange expression under the big tree at the end of the street.

It’s only the 1980s and the black market still exists.

Is there a black market here?

She herself didn't want to go to the black market or anything like that now, but if she encountered one, it would be a matter of course.

And after some observation, the anxious woman must have come to buy something.

She walked over calmly, observed it for a moment, and then pretended not to care, "I have some food in my hand, do you need it?"

The woman was carrying an empty basket and was startled when she heard Lu Yuening speak.

When she realized that Lu Yuening was a pregnant woman, she stopped running away.

Looking at Lu Yuening warily.

"Do you want it?" Lu Yuening lifted a corner of the basket, revealing a cloth bag filled with grain.

The woman's eyes lit up, and she looked around. When she found that no one noticed her, she lowered her voice and asked, "Do you have rice?"

The terrain in the southwest is unique, there are not many places to grow rice, and there is relatively little rice.

At least Hongxing Town basically grows dry crops.

"Yes, how much do you want?"

"Is ten pounds okay?"

"Okay." As he spoke, Lu Yuening's smile widened and he grabbed the woman's hand, "Who did you think you were? I looked at her for a long time. She is really my cousin. I haven't seen you for so many years. Why have you changed?"

The woman was frightened half to death by her sudden operation. She tried to break free, but found that she was being held tightly by Lu Yuening.

Hearing Lu Yuening's words again, I felt a little relieved.

"Yes, I didn't dare to recognize my cousin just now. I didn't expect you to be married." Acting is a natural skill for women.

"Let's go to my cousin's house to sit down. When you meet someone, always recognize the door."

"I'm definitely going. I'd like to be a guest next time."

The two held hands and left here.

Lu Yuening was unwilling to go to a stranger's house. She stayed vigilant, came to a deserted alley, and immediately smuggled the rice out, "The rice is here."

When the woman saw the rice, her eyes brightened, "Sister, I don't have any food stamps. How about giving you one dollar per pound?"

Black market prices are sometimes even more expensive than this.

In fact, the most expensive price of rice in grain and oil stores is only about 18 cents, which is almost six times higher.

Lu Yuening nodded, "Okay."

He took ten dollars and left without looking back.

In addition to what she spent just now, she still has forty-four and eight dollars in hand.

The baby is still more than a month away, so there is no rush.

When she arrived at the gathering place, she found that no one had returned yet, so she quickly took a seat in the middle.

"Uncle Li, this is for you." Lu Yuening handed over the bun he just bought with a wink.

This bun is not stuffed with meat, but it is also made of white flour.

Uncle Li refused, "You can eat it yourself. Now one person eats and two people make up for it."

Most people in the village are aware of Lu Yuening's difficulties.

The old Lu family are not good people.

Lu Yuening couldn't help but stuff the buns to him, "I still have some more." She patted her basket, "I just ate them."

Seeing her insistence, Uncle Li accepted it, but did not eat it. Instead, he wrapped it in a handkerchief, probably taking it back to his grandson at home.

His impression of Lu Yuening had changed a bit. When he saw her before, he always felt dull and taciturn.

Now it seems as if the whole person is alive and full of vitality.

"You're getting older this month. If you have anything to buy in the future, just tell me and I'll bring it back for you. It's the same thing. It's a bumpy ride back and forth in the bullock cart." Uncle Li sighed in his heart.

This is about the same age as his youngest daughter.

"Thank you, Uncle Li." Lu Yuening smiled obediently.

What a sin! This girl grew up in the city and was pampered. Suddenly she comes back with a child and no man by her side. How will she live in the future?

Lu Yuening was still unaware of Uncle Li's worries, so she observed her surroundings with interest.

The pure natural and pollution-free air is so fresh, making people clearly feel alive.

Soon, everyone arrived.

Aunt Hai looked at Lu Yuening in surprise, "Yuening, why did you cut your hair?"

When she arrived, she had braids, but in a blink of an eye she had short hair that reached her ears.

Lu Yuening's eyes were moist and her smile was full of smile, "It's convenient to cut it. It's hard for me to take care of it myself. It takes me a long time every time I wash my hair."

Aunt Hai knew that Lu Yuening had to wash her hair every three or two days, which was very troublesome.

Others are not as particular as she is. Who doesn’t wash themselves every ten and a half days?

"And it looks better if it's cut."