"Hmph~" My brother has them all, but he can't eat any of them, not even one...
"It's not that I don't give you food, I'm just afraid that you might choke, so I want you to eat slowly. You threw away the hat, so you don't want to keep it anymore?" She was so small, her hands were not very nimble, and she couldn't understand what was being said, so Cheng Zhenzhu could only punish her by slapping her hands twice.
"Brother, you are such a waste." Peng Ertiao pinched two small steamed buns and put them in his mouth to chew, with a look of disapproval on his face.
Peng Yitiao picked up the hat and also disagreed.
"You're so stubborn. That's too much. Humph!" San Tiao, who had his steamed bun thrown at him, looked at the steamed bun covered in dust on the ground, puffing out his cheeks and looking angry.
Liu Tiao looked at his mother hitting his hand, then looked at his brothers whose tone was obviously wrong. He bit his lip, and his wide-open eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist.
San Tiao was stunned when he saw Liu Tiao, who looked like he was about to cry. Why was Liu Tiao crying? His delicious food was scattered, and he didn't even cry...
I heard that babies can easily distinguish tone of voice and perceive emotions, and it seems to be true. Cheng Zhenzhu made a new bag for San Tiao and then waved the bag with only three small buns left in front of Liu Tiao.
"I was planning to give you more, but you scattered them all, so here are the only ones left..."
"Oh oh~" Liu Tiao drooled, and immediately reached into the packaging bag and pinched two.
Cheng Zhenzhu noticed the little guy's movements. "One."
Rokujo didn't understand, but he could sense that his mother didn't approve of his actions, so he put one away and only put one in his mouth.
Cheng Zhenzhu looked at the greedy little fellow and said, "Well, that's it. Just eat one at a time."
"Baji, baji~" He bit the six or eight small beans hard, and after biting them, he looked at his mother and wanted to take another one.
Cheng Zhenzhu nodded, and Liu Tiao picked it up and put it in his mouth.
When he took it for the third time, it was gone. Liu Tiao grabbed the package and looked at it hard, even turning it upside down to check. After confirming that it was not there, he looked at his mother eagerly.
Cheng Zhenzhu moved her legs away and motioned the little guy to look at the ground.
"Oh oh~" Six hands grabbed twice and were about to get down to the ground.
"If you hadn't spilled them, you could have eaten a few more." Cheng Zhenzhu put away the packaging and placed the six pieces on the sofa. "We need to save food, okay? Next time, don't steal your brother's food. Don't worry, as long as you can eat, your brother will have a bite, and you will have a bite too..."
Liu Tiao blinked, confused. Then his butt started shaking and he tried to slide off the sofa. Cheng Zhenzhu ignored him and handed him to the other kids to play with.
The three brothers played with Liu Tiao for a while and reached a consensus.
Three sat far away, holding a small steamed bun. One and Two decided to take turns walking with Six to tire him out.
"Ahhh~" Now Liu Tiao can walk a few steps, although he is not very stable, but he has finally learned to walk. The little guy doesn't like to stay in my arms. As soon as he is put on the ground, he immediately rushes out...
"Oh my God, Liu Tiao, what are you grabbing to eat?" Er Tiao turned around and saw Liu Tiao squatting on the ground, grabbing a handful of something and stuffing it into his mouth.
Peng Yitiao saw this and quickly took Liu Tiao's hand away. He opened his fist and found a dusty Wangzai bun inside.
"You eat sand too?" Peng Ertiao touched Liutiao's mouth and ran to get a handkerchief to wipe it.
Peng San Tiao saw his younger brother Liu Tiao looking so pitiful, even picking up trash to eat, and with a hint of pity, he gave him a small steamed bun. His mother gave him a packet, but he ate slowly, so there was still half a packet left...
Because she had already greeted the little kids, explained everything to them again in the evening, and got a guarantee from her eldest brother, Cheng Zhenzhu got up early the next day, saved breakfast, and picked up her bag to catch the boat.
On the boat, she met Wang Aixiang, the most famous spendthrift woman on Sanshi Island. She was a bit plump, with delicate and fair skin, dressed neatly and stylishly, and had a very pretty appearance...
Wang Aixiang glanced at her from time to time, hummed softly when she got off the boat, and then showed off her big snakeskin bag.
Interesting... Cheng Zhenzhu didn't know much about Wang Aixiang. She only knew that she had three sons. Her husband was a soldier on An Island and sent most of his monthly salary home. They built two blue brick houses and had a reputation as a spendthrift woman...
It was just after seven when they arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative. Wang Aixiang was right in front of Cheng Zhenzhu, and they were scrambling to buy anything from the cooperative, asking for two kilograms and three kilograms.
"Alas, this is not enough..." Wang Aixiang counted the tickets and money, and left the counter with a little pride.
"Next one." The tall and thin salesperson urged.
Cheng Zhenzhu took a quick look at the supplies at the supply and marketing cooperative and asked for three pounds of biscuits and two pounds of candy. Perhaps because it was almost Chinese New Year, she also ordered three pounds of peach cakes and glutinous rice sticks, using up all the food coupons she had saved.
"Can you be considered a spendthrift just by buying this little? You're not even as good as me..." Wang Aixiang dragged the snakeskin bag forward, her eyes vaguely glancing towards Cheng Zhenzhu.
Is he competing with her in spending money? These days, that's not the norm. If Comrade Wang likes, feel free to take the title of "No. 1 Spendthrift" away... Cheng Zhenzhu didn't take the advice seriously. After buying groceries, she asked about cotton.
She didn't have many cotton tickets, only six pounds, and she had to try her luck on the black market for the rest.
Seeing Cheng Zhenzhu's willingness to pay, the salesperson's tone brightened considerably, and he even explained a few more things. There were two types of cotton: seed cotton and deseeded cotton, with seed cotton being 30 cents cheaper.
Cheng Zhenzhu just wanted convenience, so naturally she didn't go to buy seed cotton. She directly took money and a ticket to ask for six kilograms of deseeded cotton, and then found a remote place to put the things in the space.
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