Reborn as a widow in the 70s

When they arrived on the second floor, Lu Aiguo took them directly to the wardrobe counter.

"Do you like this dress?" Lu Aiguo asked softly, pointing to a women's dress hanging at the top of the counter.

Lu Aiguo saw this dress when he came back a few days ago. At that time, he was thinking that if Song Xiuxiu was still alive, she would be very beautiful in this dress.

Now that his Xiuxiu is really alive, of course he has to buy this one for her.

Song Xiuxiu looked up and saw a white women's shirt hanging on top, paired with a red knee-length skirt.In a world of black, gray and blue, this dress looks particularly abrupt and dazzling.

Song Xiuxiu likes this dress very much. She knows very well that this style will not be out of date even in more than ten years.

When Lu Aiguo saw that his wife was silent, he became a little anxious.

"Xiuxiu, you are fair. You will look beautiful in this dress. Let's buy it!"

Song Xiuxiu's heart was moved, she smiled and nodded in agreement.

The salesperson took off the clothes, and Song Xiuxiu roughly compared them with herself. She felt that the size was suitable, so she asked the salesperson to wrap them up.

Then the couple chose a light blue dress with white spots for Yaya.The collar on the skirt was a doll collar with a bow on it, which was very cute. Yaya liked it very much, so Song Xiuxiu asked the salesperson to wrap it up together.

When they were about to leave after buying clothes, Song Xiuxiu saw that there was actually a knitting shop selling wool at the counter in front.

In this era, wool was still a rare thing. When Song Xiuxiu was wandering around the world in her previous life, she witnessed the most prosperous era of sweater knitting.

At that time, Song Xiuxiu was extremely envious. She also wanted to knit those cute patterns for her daughter to wear.

Thinking of this, Song Xiuxiu couldn't help but walk towards the woolen counter.

When I got to the counter and asked the salesperson, I found out that you also need a yarn ticket to buy yarn.

Song Xiuxiu turned to look at the man beside her. Lu Aiguo understood what she meant, but he did not have any yarn tickets. Seeing that his wife seemed to really like these yarns, Lu Aiguo tried to ask the salesperson: "Comrade, we I don’t have tickets, but can I buy some at a high price?”

Salesperson: "This is against the regulations. If found out, I will be punished."

After hearing the salesperson's words, Song Xiuxiu had no choice but to accept the reality. She pulled Lu Aiguo's sleeve to signal that she could leave.

The man felt very uncomfortable looking at Song Xiuxiu's disappointed expression.

In the past, because I was single, even if the superiors issued such tickets, I would exchange them with comrades in need.

So now a woolen ticket is really stumping him.

Just when they were about to leave, the salesperson suddenly said again: "I can't sell genuine wool, do you want the defective ones?"

Hearing this, Song Xiuxiu's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned around and asked the salesperson: "Can I take a look!"

Salesperson: "Wait a minute!"

After saying that, he walked to the back of the shelf and took out a pocket.

The salesperson didn't dare to take the bag to the counter, but put it behind the counter and asked Song Xiuxiu to go behind the counter and take a look.

Opening the pocket, Song Xiuxiu found that the quality of the wool was not bad, but the color was stained.

Originally, a bundle of wool only had one color, but there were several kinds of wool on these, and they were not very uniform.

Song Xiuxiu was looking through the wool and listened to the salesperson's introduction: "These are defective products that are not wanted by the textile factory. We have internal staff to make them. We wanted to keep them for ourselves, but the colors were dyed like this. We really I can’t knit, so I can only sell it for takeout.”

"No tickets are required, and the price is three cents cheaper per pound than genuine wool. You can buy these if you like."

Song Xiuxiu turned it over from the inside out and found that the problem was not big. She could just use the damaged colors to weave some patterns.

Song Xiuxiu weighed the wool again. It was enough to knit two clothes for each of their family of three.

So Song Xiuxiu happily bought this bag of wool.

The salesperson was also very happy and stuffed a pair of knitting needles into his pocket as a gift.

Song Xiuxiu then bought some daily necessities, such as the headband for tying Yaya's hair, gauze for her own use, as well as cream, clam oil, etc.

Lu Aiguo bought another bag of candies and snacks, saying he would keep them at home and eat them slowly.

Seeing these things, Song Xiuxiu immediately thought of a question and asked immediately: "Aren't the fruits and snacks you brought back that day meant for Yaya and I to go to the grave?"

Hearing this, Lu Aiguo said with some embarrassment: "They are all for you to eat anyway, there is no difference!"

Song Xiuxiu felt that although what he said made sense, it still felt like something was weird!

Finally, Lu Aiguo bought two more cans of malted milk, saying they were for Song Xiuxiu and Yaya to replenish their bodies.

All the things were filled into two big pockets, all carried by Lu Aiguo. Yaya was held by Song Xiuxiu, and the family of three left the department store.

"It's too inconvenient for us to carry so many things. What should we do?" Song Xiuxiu asked.

Lu Aiguo looked at the time and saw that it was almost noon, so he said to Song Xiuxiu: "I will take you to the state-owned hotel first. You take Yaya to eat something there, and I will send these two bags to Uncle Zhou. , he has been watching the oxcart there, nothing will be lost."

Song Xiuxiu thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the only way to go, so she nodded in agreement.

When they arrived at the state-owned hotel, Lu Aiguo found a seat in the back for Song Xiuxiu and Yaya for safety reasons, and ordered a braised pork and stir-fried pork with celery, a bowl of shredded pork noodles for Song Xiuxiu, and a bowl of shredded pork noodles for Yaya. I ordered two taels of rice, paid the food stamps and money at the window, and then went out with my things.

After the food was served, Yaya's eyes widened.

She had never eaten these stir-fried vegetables or rice, so every time she took a bite of food, she couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so delicious!"

Looking at her daughter who was like a greedy little cat, Song Xiuxiu said with a smile: "Eat slowly, don't choke, these mothers can also cook it. If you like it, I will often cook it for you in the future, okay!"

After hearing that she could eat such food in the future, Yaya immediately nodded excitedly.

Song Xiuxiu felt that if she and Lu Aiguo joined the army in the future, the treatment would be the same. At least they could get braised pork and white rice once a month!

The mother and daughter had just finished eating halfway when Lu Aiguo came back dusty.

He really didn't trust his wife and daughter, so he jogged all the way back.

When he walked into the hotel door and saw the mother and daughter chatting and laughing while eating, Lu Aiguo felt relieved.

Lu Aiguo had the same shredded pork noodles as Song Xiuxiu for lunch. He ate very quickly. By the time Song Xiuxiu finished eating, he had already drank all the soup in the bowl.

After lunch, Lu Aiguo took Song Xiuxiu and Yaya for a walk around the market. He originally wanted to buy some eggs and vegetables. Firstly, he had to take care of the food when building the house. Secondly, there were no eggs at home. But my wife and daughter need nutrition to replenish their bodies, and the eggs cannot be broken.

But Song Xiuxiu didn't let him buy it.

"These things can be exchanged with people in the village. It is much more suitable to exchange them in the village than to buy them here!"

After hearing what his wife said, Lu Aiguo didn't buy any more. Instead, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two kilograms of pork belly and a bag of large bones that didn't require a ticket.

After buying these things, the family of three walked towards the bullock cart, ready to go home!