They still have cloth and cotton coupons, and their coal briquettes are almost used up, so they need to buy a lot of coal briquettes to get through the winter.
The department store sells ready-made clothes. Neither Jiang Ci nor Zhou Mingli can make clothes, so buying ready-made clothes is more convenient at this time.
They bought a thick coat and a thicker overcoat for each of them, and also bought two cotton-padded coats and two overcoats for Zhou Yang and Zhou Miao, respectively. They bought them a size too big, because children grow quickly and if they bought clothes that fit perfectly, they would probably be too small for winter.
Including the coal briquettes and vegetables I bought, I had no income today, but spent almost a hundred.
Jiang Ci counted her family's savings, and she became restless.
My savings are about to shrink to 260!
She poked Zhou Mingli's waist, "We're running out of money."
Zhou Mingli turned his head and met her gaze.
The two arrived at the newspaper office's staff quarters and quickly went upstairs with their belongings.
We need to discuss how to make money.
The couple closed the door and whispered to each other for a while. At 4:40, they went downstairs to pick up their two children from school.
The kindergarten is not far from the staff quarters, only a five-minute walk away.
In those five minutes, Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli heard voices.
"You still say the Zhou family has no money or power? Did you see that? Look at all the things they brought back! I could see it from afar! Those are clothes they bought at the department store! New clothes! I think there were at least four or five pieces! Is that what they call having no money?"
The voice that was speaking was that of an old woman.
Jiang Ci recognized the name and instinctively felt that it was talking about her family, so she immediately dragged Zhou Mingli over to eavesdrop.
“But I heard from Aunt Zhao downstairs that Zhou Mingli is just a dead helper and has no connections at all. Even if I ask him to help me out, I still can’t help Brother Fuqiang.”
Upon hearing the voice, Jiang Ci knew who it was.
Little white flowers!
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