With Qi Mo Nan leading the way and attracting everyone's attention, almost no one paid attention to Song Yun and Ziyi when they came in. Naturally, the brother and sister also noticed the strange atmosphere in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Ziyi tugged at the corner of Song Yun's clothes and asked quietly, "Sister, why are all the people looking at Brother Nan?"
Song Yun curled her lips and said, "Your brother Nan is good-looking."
Just as Song Yun finished speaking, she saw Zhao Xiaomei and the other female educated youth who came with her from the fabric counter at the station walk up to Qi Mo Nan.
Zhao Xiaomei's voice was not loud, but the supply and marketing cooperative was not big either. As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone fell silent and listened attentively.
"Comrade, can you do me a favor?" Zhao Xiaomei looked up at the handsome and tall man in front of her, especially since this man was an officer. She said she would never miss such an opportunity.
She must get this kind of high-quality man.
Qi Mo Nan's cold eyes swept across Zhao Xiaomei's affected face, and his voice was even colder than his eyes, "Sorry, I'm busy and can't help you."
Qi Monan grew up in a military compound. His grandfather held a high position and he himself was good-looking. Ever since he could remember, there were always girls trying to get close to him. He had seen all kinds of monsters since he grew up.
As soon as the woman opened her mouth, he knew what she was looking for.
Zhao Xiaomei didn't expect the man to refuse so bluntly. She was stunned for a moment. "Aren't you a soldier? Aren't soldiers the people's soldiers? Aren't they supposed to unconditionally solve the people's problems?"
Song Yun took a breath. Wow, she is really worthy of being Zhao Xiaomei. Whenever she opens her mouth, she will either be accused of a serious crime or be kidnapped by some criminals.
Qi Monan's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he asked calmly, "A soldier has a soldier's duty. They must obey orders from their superiors unconditionally, rush to the battlefield at any time, and sacrifice their lives for their country unconditionally. Comrade, may I ask what you need me to do for you?"
After hearing what Qi Mo Nan said before, even someone as shameless as Zhao Xiaomei could no longer say such shameful words as asking Qi Mo Nan to help her measure her height and weight.
Seeing that Zhao Xiaomei was speechless, Qi Mo Nan turned away without even glancing at her.
The rest of the people in the supply and marketing cooperative who were either watching the fun or feeling itchy all withdrew their eyes. They couldn't afford to offend him, not at all.
After watching a play with great interest, Song Yun took Ziyi to the kitchenware counter and asked the salesperson to take out the two knives on the counter for her to have a look.
The saleswoman was a young woman. She didn't even move when she heard Song Yun's words. She just said coldly, "If you want to buy it, buy it. What's so good about a kitchen knife? You're not buying clothes or shoes. Seventeen yuan a piece, one industrial coupon."
This kind of sales attitude can be regarded as one of the characteristics of this era. You can’t see it even if you want to in the future.
Song Yun was not angry. She didn't say she would buy or not buy. She took Song Ziyi to the counter next door that sold iron pots, told the size of her stove, and readily spent 19 yuan and an industrial coupon to buy a large iron pot. Then she bought two smaller pots, spatulas, soup spoons and the like. She bought a lot of things and spent money like water. After buying the kitchen utensils, she put the things aside and asked Ziyi to watch over them while she went to the grain and oil counter.
Once the kang-building work is finished in the next two days, she will have to fulfill her promise and treat all the villagers who helped repair the house to a good meal.
She planned to steam buns as her staple food. She had a lot of flour left in her storage compartment from the flour she had bought in Beijing. She planned to save it for emergencies. When she wanted to entertain guests, she would buy flour from the supply and marketing cooperative first, and then go to the village to find someone to exchange it for some cornmeal, buckwheat flour, etc., so that she could make buns with two or three mixtures of flour. She couldn't afford pure white flour.
Just as she was about to call the salesperson, she saw the salesperson at the grain and oil counter come out of the warehouse at the back, holding an unopened 30-jin cloth bag of flour, and handed it to Qi Mo Nan.
Song Yun was surprised, "Why are you buying so much flour?" Qi Mo Nan handed the money and tickets to the salesperson. These were almost all the food tickets he had on hand. He only kept a few for the journey back to the army.
"Eat." Qi Mo Nan replied.
Song Yun was speechless. "I don't know if he bought flour for food?" But she soon figured it out. He was embarrassed to eat for free, and he was also saving food for Old Man Qi.
On the other side, Zhao Xiaomei saw Song Yun taking the initiative to talk to Qi Mo Nan and couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "You usually pretend to be so noble, but when you see a man who is an officer, don't you also rush over? Pah!"
Standing next to Zhao Xiaomei, Li Lin couldn't help but look at the man in military uniform again. Her heart was pounding, and thousands of thoughts were running through her mind.
She had been in Qinghe Village for two months, and the wind and sun in those two months had worn away her former arrogance and trampled upon her dignity as a city dweller who thought she was superior to others.
There was no hope of returning to the city, and she could hardly bear it any longer. She had considered marrying a man from the village. With a man to earn work points outside, she could at least survive in this place.
The officer before her was like a ray of light that suddenly shot into her dark and gloomy life. He was the only chance she had seen in the past two days and the one that was most likely to help her escape from her current predicament.
He is an officer. If she could marry him, could she join the army and leave this hellhole forever?
Zhao Xiaomei also noticed that something was wrong with Li Lin and sneered, "Give it up. He doesn't even look down on me, how could he look down on you? Didn't you see that Song Zhiqing is rushing to get close to him? How could it be your turn?"
Li Lin blushed, twisting the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and stammered, "Don't talk nonsense."
Elsewhere, Song Yun bought some necessary condiments and a pound of sugar, then left the grain and oil counter. After placing the items next to Ziyi, Qi Mo Nan asked Song Yun, "I don't know what else you need to buy. Can you tell me?"
Song Yun understood what he meant and thought for a moment. "It's very cold here in the winter. I don't see any thick quilts in their rooms. I wonder if they have enough winter clothes. Also, cotton shoes, gloves, hats, scarves, etc., but I don't think the supply and marketing cooperatives here sell hats, scarves, etc. For now, just buy what you have. If you don't have enough, I'll help you get more later."
Qi Mo Nan thought to himself that it was a good thing he asked her, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of it so thoroughly.
After thinking for a moment, Qi Mo Nan took out all the money and tickets he had on him, counted out what he needed, and stuffed the rest into Song Yun's pockets. "I don't know how I'm going to buy these. Could you please help me?"
Song Yunxuan had originally intended to take care of the two old people. Even if Qi Mo Nan didn't give her money and tickets, she would prepare the things that needed to be prepared for the old people. Of course, with the money and tickets, she had no reason not to accept them.
There were so many people here that she couldn't count them all. Anyway, there were a lot of them. She put them all in her bag and took Qi Mo Nan to the fabric counter.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
