Ye Qingshui also wanted to go shopping in the department stores in the capital.
This is one of the most prosperous cities in the country. The shopping malls are filled with a wide variety of goods, and some brands are sold all over the country, which is far beyond the reach of a backward and poor small county.
Xie Tingyu looked at the expectation in her eyes and led her to the department store.
He asked Ye Qingshui what he wanted to buy.
Ye Qingshui wanted to buy a watch, but she didn't plan to tell him. She just said vaguely: "Buy some clam oil. It's too dry in winter, and grandma and mother's hands are chapped. Your radio is running out of power, so you need to buy some batteries. Um... my aunt seems to be pregnant, so buy some nutritional supplements to be prepared."
Xie Tingyu asked: "They are all other people's, where are yours?"
she?
Ye Qingshui stammered, "I don't have anything to buy."
The things she wanted to buy were too expensive. A bicycle cost more than 200 yuan, and a watch was probably more than 200 yuan as well. Moreover, they all required tickets. She planned to try her luck in the black market to see if she could get a ticket.
The black market here is definitely more prosperous than that in small towns.
Xie Tingyu took Ye Qingshui to buy snowflake cream. Ye Qingshui stood in front of the clean glass cabinet and looked at them one by one. The clam oil and snowflake cream that were popular in the small county only occupied a corner of the cabinet. There were more century-old brands such as "Kong Fengchun" and "Xie Fuchun". In addition, there were also palace lantern brands, Miqi, Wan Zi Qian Hong, Da Bao... It was dazzling.
Xie Tingyu picked out the three most expensive boxes, packed them up, and paid for them.
They went to the nutritional supplement counter again, and Ye Qingshui stopped him this time and said, "Just buy malted milk."
Malted milk is a precious high-end nutritional product that city dwellers don't often eat. But when she saw Xie Tingyu's expression, her eyes skipped the malted milk and went straight to the milk powder, and Ye Qingshui's heart tightened.
If it was just the high price of milk powder, Ye Qingshui could afford it, but it was also limited to purchase with tickets. Could it be possible that Xie Tingyu could still come up with milk powder tickets?
Xie Tingyu paused and said, "Maltese doesn't promote lactation, so you can't drink it when you're giving birth."
"Is there such a saying?" Ye Qingshui said.
Xie Tingyu nodded and explained, "Maltose is contained in malted milk, which is extracted from malt. Malt has the properties of reducing lactation and strengthening the stomach and digestion. In the past, Chinese medicine practitioners often used it to reduce lactation."
The salesperson couldn't help but smile as he watched the young couple discuss seriously:
"Are you pregnant, comrade?" Her eyes fell on Ye Qingshui's belly. "Speaking of lactation, this man is right. Drinking malted milk is indeed not enough. Otherwise, buy some milk powder!"
It was rare to see such a good-looking young couple in the store, and the salesperson’s tone was gentler and more considerate than usual.
Ye Qingshui quickly shook her head, her face terribly embarrassed, and she quickly bought three cans of malted milk to settle the matter.
"I'll buy it for myself and my grandma, okay?"
Ye Qingshui paused and said, "You can't go wrong buying this now. It's enough to replenish your nutrition during pregnancy. It won't be too late to drink the crucian carp soup after you give birth. You're really thinking about lactation before giving birth."
Xie Tingyu thought: This is nothing, he can think even further.
For example, the warm milk powder ticket in his pocket, which he begged from his grandmother, could be left for her and her children to supplement their nutrition.
However, Ye Qingshui did not notice the subtle expression on Xie Tingyu's face. She was already holding three heavy cans of malted milk and looking at them carefully.
The malted milk in the big red can of Double Happiness really fits the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. The words "Premium Nutrition Drink" are written in large letters on the can.
Malted milk really lives up to its title of "high-end nutritional drink". It is made of milk powder, wheat flour and glucose. It tastes delicious and is the best nutritional supplement nowadays.
Ye Qingshui had never tasted malted milk since she returned to the 1970s. When Xie Tingyu was recovering from his illness, she bought some to supplement his nutrition, but she herself did not touch any of it.
Xie Tingyu also thought of this.
He paid silently. The three cans of malted milk cost a total of twelve dollars and sixty cents.
Ye Qingshui bought five more large Zhonghua brand batteries. For people like them who listened to the radio every day, one battery could last for one or two months at most. This kind of battery was rarely sold in the county town, and because few people bought it, Xie Tingyu only occasionally asked someone to send the batteries from the capital.
Xie Tingyu bought the batteries and asked curiously as they walked: "If Auntie is pregnant, why didn't you tell us?"
"How did you know she was pregnant?"
Ye Qingshui thought that Xie Tingyu could be considered careful in other aspects, but without experience in these matters, he was like a greenhorn.
"In the countryside, you can't tell anyone about your pregnancy in the first month. Not to mention us, I'm afraid my uncle doesn't even know about it. How would I know..."
Ye Qingshui became a little hesitant.
She had also been pregnant before, and she understood it from Aunt Xiaohe's cautious expression during this period. Aunt Xiaohe had become pampered, and she would not wash clothes in the winter, leaving it to her uncle to do. When she had to climb up and down to put up couplets at home, she would not go up.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingshui recalled that many years ago, he was not as sensible as his aunt. He was so tired that he couldn't bend down when doing farm work, and he thought he was not doing well enough.
"I am so smart, of course I learned it through observation."
Xie Tingyu understood everything. He quickly remembered the scene where his aunt didn't dare to climb up and down.
He couldn't help but envy: "Uncle's movements are really fast."
Uncle Ye got married half a year later than him, and in the blink of an eye he even had a baby. They still had to discuss how to nourish his wife during pregnancy. Xie Tingyu felt inexplicably complicated at this moment.
He glanced at the counter and said, "I have milk powder coupons. Bring some back for her."
Ye Qingshui has given up the idea of buying milk powder.
But Xie Tingyu took out the milk powder ticket and went to the counter to buy a bag of plastic-wrapped milk powder, which cost three yuan and five cents. It was produced in Inner Mongolia, and the milk flavor was particularly strong, sweet and delicious. In his previous life, Ye Qingshui only had money to buy milk powder after he went to work in the city.
People in later generations might not be able to stand its rich flavor, but Ye Qingshui remembered it for a long time.
"Give one packet to Shui'er, and leave one packet for Aunt." Xie Tingyu said after carefully looking at the ingredient list on the package.
Ye Qingshui couldn't refuse, so he just accepted it vaguely, but he made up his mind to buy something else to make it up to him.
However, after shopping, Xie Tingyu naturally put his hand on Ye Qingshui's shoulder, led her out of the department store, and soon came to a tailor shop.
"Make two pieces of clothing for her." Xie Tingyu put down everything in his hands, sat on the old rattan chair, and looked at Ye Qingshui leisurely.
After an autumn, the girl's thin face turned into an oval face, and she grew a little taller. Her old cotton-padded clothes no longer fit her. The dim morning light fell on her face, illuminating every hair on her face.
The worn-out clothes did not look indecent. Instead, Xie Tingyu saw the simple and transparent beauty of a jade in the dust.
He wanted to pick it up, wipe it gently, and blow away the mud and dust covering it, so that more people could see its simple beauty.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Ye Qingshui tugged at the corner of Xie Tingyu's clothes and said, "I can make clothes myself."
"Oh, the master has taken the wrong measurement. I want to make clothes."
As he spoke, Xie Tingyu confidently measured his measurements for the tailor.
The old tailor adjusted his thick reading glasses and said with a smile, "Tingyu has grown taller and stronger."
Ye Qingshui was touched all over and her body was measured. She felt confused all over, but Xie Tingyu quickly measured her measurements and left the tailor shop with her.
Xie Tingyu walked in the long alley of the old alley and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate this shop because it is small. Its tailor used to be a master from Ruifuxiang. People in our courtyard love to come here to make clothes."
"Shui'er doesn't need to save money for me."
Ye Qingshui glanced at her clothes and found that she was indeed out of place with the people in the compound. She could only say that she could now better understand the gap between her and Xie Tingyu, and she would no longer be troubled by it.
She said, "If you want new clothes, you can tell me and I will make them for you."
“Although my craftsmanship may not be as good as that of the old master, I think it’s pretty good.”
When Xie Tingyu heard this, he thought it was a bad idea.
"Hey, Shui'er, I'm actually still short of a set of clothes. Go back and measure me."
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