"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Upon learning that Xu Damao's wife might be pregnant, Jia Dongxu repeated the word "impossible" several times.
When Xu Damao beat me up and sent me to the hospital, I was very angry, but when I thought about how Xu Damao would become a family without a son, I suddenly felt less angry.
But now Xu Damao's wife is suspected to be pregnant, which makes Jia Dongxu a little unacceptable.
From today's perspective, although Jia Dongxu's legs are disabled, at least he has a son, which is much better than Xu Damao, who has no family left.
“Ugh~”
Just as Jia Dongxu was muttering about the impossible, Qin Huairu, who was feeding Banggeng water, suddenly retched.
Um?
Jia Dongxu frowned and looked over, and saw Qin Huairu covering her mouth and running out of the house, squatting at the door and breathing in the air in big gulps.
After a long while, Qin Huairu got up and went back to the house.
Looking at Jia Dongxu who kept staring at her, Qin Huairu felt a little uneasy.
What happened again?
Could it be that Jia Dongxu was really driven crazy by the more than 3,000 yuan?
Why!
His unreliable mother-in-law was called a crazy woman by many people in the courtyard. If Jia Dongxu had problems in this regard again, would it mean that there was something going on in the Jia family that he didn't know about?
"Dongxu, what's wrong?"
Jia Dongxu stared at Qin Huairu's belly for a while before he said, "Qin Huairu, are you pregnant?"
"ah?"
Qin Huairu was stunned at first, then shook her head and explained, "Impossible, it's probably because I ate too much steamed bread last night, and the smell of the sticks made my stomach suddenly feel uncomfortable."
As a woman who has given birth to a child, how could she not know whether she was pregnant or not?
I suddenly felt nauseous just now. It was because Banggeng ripped my trouser pocket and the stench made her want to vomit.
"Okay, I understand." Jia Dongxu didn't say anything else, but the look in Qin Huairu's eyes always revealed that something was wrong.
On the other side, Chen Jun stayed in Yong'an Hall for a long time, and left directly after getting the money.
Doctor Zhou and the others were busy admiring the nearly two-hundred-year-old ginseng, so no one came to give it away. This gave Chen Jun a convenient opportunity. As soon as he stepped out of the door of Yong'an Hall, Chen Jun shook his wrist, and the big bag of money disappeared out of thin air.
Originally, Chen Jun planned to go to the black market tonight to buy the set of items he liked, but looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, he tightened his collar and went home.
Whenever it rains or snows, there are basically no people in the black market, and you won’t be able to find any sellers if you go there.
You know what, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. When Chen Jun rode his bike back home, there was already a layer of snow in the yard.
After a quick wash, Chen Jun went straight into bed.
At this time, Chen Jun began to miss the heating equipment in his previous life, such as floor heating, or at least an electric blanket would be fine. At least it would be more comfortable in winter, and he wouldn't have to use both hands to play with his mobile phone.
"How about going to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow to see if they have any heating equipment?"
So early the next morning, after breakfast, Chen Jun grabbed Lin Yao, who was reading at home, and prepared to go to the supply and marketing cooperative.
"Brother, it's still snowing outside, what are we going to do?"
Lin Yao sat on the back seat of the bicycle and put her face directly on Chen Jun's back. The wind was strong today and the snowflakes felt like knives on her face. Fortunately, the clothes on her body were thick and warm enough, so it was not very cold.
"It's too cold to sleep at night and I can't get up in the morning. Let's go buy a stove!"
Nowadays, almost every household has a stove for cooking, but the heating effect of this stove is too poor, and the whole house is full of dust, so Chen Jun plans to buy an iron stove that can provide heating.
Most families would not even bother to use an iron stove, let alone spend money to buy one. The reason is that it is too expensive. Burning coal day and night costs only a few cents a day.
For an ordinary family, it is good enough to fill their stomachs, so they would never waste money like this.
"Hey, then you have to buy me some golden cakes!" Lin Yao said happily.
After a while, the two arrived at the nearest supply and marketing cooperative. It must be said that the supply and marketing cooperative was indeed rich. As soon as they entered the door, they felt the room was warm. Chen Jun took a look and saw two iron stoves with exhaust pipes.
"Comrade, how much does this stove cost?" Chen Jun asked, pointing at the stove.
The salesperson behind the counter waved his hand and said, "Our supply and marketing cooperative doesn't sell this kind of thing. You'll have to go to the department store."
After saying that, the salesperson took a look at the clothes on Chen Jun and Lin Yao. Seeing that they were all made of good materials and were very thick, he added, "The stove is not cheap. You should bring enough money with you."
Chen Jun nodded, then pointed to some cakes on the counter and said, "Give me five sets of Beijing Eight Pieces."
Beijing Eight Pieces, also known as the Eight Big Pieces, is a relatively famous pastry in Beijing. It can be traced back to the early Ming Dynasty. It was originally made in the imperial kitchen and later gradually spread to the people.
These eight Beijing delicacies are not only delicious, but each one has its own unique meaning, namely literature, wealth, longevity, happiness, happiness, and fortune.
Ordinary people are reluctant to eat the food they buy themselves, and usually give it as gifts.
Wow, five sets?
The salesperson raised his eyebrows and responded quickly, thinking that he had not made a mistake. The young man in front of him was indeed rich.
After packing the pastries, Chen Jun took Lin Yao directly to the department store.
There are more varieties of things here, but the prices are a bit higher than those in the supply and marketing cooperatives.
"Hello, comrade. I want to buy two iron stoves for heating."
The salesperson here looked at Chen Jun's age and reminded him, "Iron stoves are not cheap, and they require industrial coupons."
Chen Jun nodded, indicating that he was aware of this, and then took out two industrial coupons and a stack of money from his pocket.
Industrial coupons have been subdivided now. For example, you need an industrial coupon to buy a bicycle and a sewing machine, but the two types of coupons are not interchangeable. A stove, for example, is an ordinary industrial coupon. As the canteen director of a steel mill, he can get one every one or two months.
Seeing that Chen Jun was so rich at such a young age, and the little girl following him was carrying so many cakes, the salesperson thought for a moment, took out a notebook from the drawer, flipped through it a few times, and placed it in front of the counter.
"We have four kinds in total. The cheap ones are fifteen each, and the more expensive ones are eighteen, twenty, and twenty-three. Which one do you want?"
When quoting the price, the salesperson was observing Chen Jun's reaction because he quoted two dollars more for each item.
This was not the first time he had done this, because many people paid the money and coupons and left directly without the habit of getting receipts, unless it was an organization that came to purchase, and these people would require receipts.
Chen Jun took a quick look and saw that there was no price listed, so he replied directly: "I want the most expensive one. Can you deliver it to my door?"
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