There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

The custodian apologized and said to Gao Yunshan that he actually had a very free day, but he was just too lazy to do this if he could.

"Okay, if there are more people in the family, weigh it slowly and weigh it at 18 pounds."

Gao Yunshan handed over the note written by the director, and when he turned around, he saw his niece staring at the bright red wool on the upper shelf, fascinated.

"Xinyue, do you want to buy a red one?"

Gao Yunshan came over and asked Xinyue that as long as his niece liked it, he would go all out and buy two kilograms for the child himself.

"Does this require an industrial vote?"

Zheng Xinyue looked at her uncle and asked in a low voice. Gao Yunshan nodded: "These good wool must use industrial votes."

"I don't have one, what should I do if I still want to buy it?"

Zheng Xinyue asked her uncle with a smile. Since he had a way to buy tickets, she was right to ask him. ♡♢

"Don't worry about the ticket. I'll make up for it later. I really like it. My uncle bought it for you."

Gao Yunshan felt heartbroken when he saw his niece's smile, and immediately patted his chest to give it to her.

"Uncle, I have money to buy it myself."

Zheng Xinyue took out a handful of money from her trouser pocket and tilted her small chin proudly. She was rich and confident. She liked this feeling and would work hard to make money in the future.

"Is this the money I compensated you last time? Xinyue, my uncle told you, if you have money, keep it for self-defense and don't spend it randomly."

Gao Yunshan looked at the banknotes in his niece's hand, and told her with a straight face that her hands were too loose, and if she had money, everyone would spend it. new

"This is the money I make."

Zheng Xinyue hurriedly explained that from now on, she would sell ginseng several times a month, or get some Ganoderma lucidum, which could be sold at a good price. Why not spend the money if it is easy to make money?

"How did you earn it?"

Gao Yunshan frowned and looked at his niece. How much money could he make working in the fields to earn work points? It would be good to have enough food for a year.

"I took the children to collect herbs and sell them to the medicinal materials company."

Zheng Xinyue secretly told her uncle, looking very mysterious.

"Tsk, how much can it be sold for? Your aunt and uncle have also collected medicine and sold it. If it's not troublesome enough, you can't get much money in exchange for it."

What kind of way to make a fortune is Gao Yunshan! He laughed when he heard about collecting herbs. My niece is so easily satisfied.

But it's also true that she has never made any money, so she suddenly becomes proud of herself for only eight cents.

Zheng Xinyue shrugged helplessly. She couldn't say anything further, otherwise I would be suspicious.

Soon, the custodian weighed eighteen kilograms of wool. The backpacks Zheng Xinyue and her mother had brought were all left behind in the hotel. The custodian found a sack to put them in and reported the damage later. It was a favor.

After buying wool, Zheng Xinyue thought of the notebooks and pens used by the children and asked her uncle to take her to the counter. Gao Guilan followed her because she was afraid that her daughter would spend money randomly.

When I went to the department store counter, I saw that students' regular scripts and arithmetic notebooks cost two cents each. Gao Guilan gritted her teeth after hearing this.

"It's only two cents for something. How many times can it be used if it's so thin? How much does the tissue paper cost?"

Gao Guilan stared at the straw paper. This thing can also be written on. The salesperson glanced at her, but out of Gao Yunshan's face, she still answered:

"Five for a penny, but you can't write on that one, it will break when you poke it."

"It's okay, I want this. You can cut it open and use it. You can also wipe your ass after writing."

Gao Guilan didn't care what she said, as long as it was cheap, he had to buy straw paper for the children to write on.

"Mom, straw paper doesn't work. You see, the eraser will break when you rub it."

Zheng Xinyue looked at her mother dumbfounded. She gently wiped the paper with an eraser a few times, and saw that the paper was torn. The children's writing hands were heavy, so it was useless.

"Just ask them to be gentle, that's all, or don't buy it."