The woman handed over the money and the tickets.
Upon seeing this, the salesperson turned to grab the milk powder, saying, "You've come at just the right time. This is the last can; we don't know when the next shipment will arrive."
Ruan Qingling immediately objected, saying, "Wait a minute, comrade, shouldn't we buy things in the order of the queue? There are so many of you queuing, how can you not follow the order?"
The woman immediately looked at Ruan Qingling: "Didn't you see that it's inconvenient for me to hold the child? Why do you still want me to go and queue up?"
Ruan Qingling was very angry, and Song Shiting was still standing in front of her holding a child.
"Didn't you see the person in front of me also holding a child?"
The woman immediately retorted, "He's a man, and I'm a woman. How can men and women be treated the same? Men should give way to women."
Ruan Qingling reached out and took her daughter directly from Song Shiting's arms: "I'm already in line here, I'm at the front of the line, and I'm holding this child too. What right do you have to say that you should go first because you're holding a child?"
Ya Ya has to drink formula. The original owner can no longer produce milk for the child, so now the child is given formula, along with some bone broth for nutrition, otherwise the body won't recover.
The woman immediately became displeased: "You..."
Ruan Qingling wasn't angry; instead, she smiled and said, "There are so many people queuing here, and you expect everyone to give way to you as soon as you arrive. Ask everyone if you're in the right?"
The woman finally raised her chin and said, "I won't buy anything else, I'll only buy milk powder."
Ruan Qingling snorted: "What a coincidence, I'm not buying anything either, I'm only buying milk powder. I've been queuing here for so long."
The woman was so angry that her hand trembled as she pointed at Ruan Qingling.
"You, you..."
The people in front of him had already bought theirs, and now it was Song Shiting's turn.
Song Shiting gave Ruan Qingling a deep look.
The daughter looked pale and thin, and when she looked at Ruan Qingling, it seemed like she was determined to buy this can of milk powder.
When it comes to stealing things, you can't expect Song Shiting to ask for help. Ruan Qingling said, "Please get me a can of Hongqi milk powder."
Now the staff of the supply and marketing cooperative were in a bit of a predicament.
"This is the only can left."
Ruan Qingling nodded and said, "If you want to buy next time, please come earlier."
The woman shouted, "We can't sell to them! I said I wanted it first!"
Ruan Qingling wouldn't tolerate this kind of person anymore: "Does having a loud voice mean you win? There's an order to things, and you think you're right for cutting in line?"
The staff member from the supply and marketing cooperative finally said, "Okay, they can wait in line here first, so we'll give them this can of milk powder."
The woman was unhappy and wanted to make a scene.
Ruan Qingling: "Go ahead and make a scene. Go to the police station and report this. Let's see how the police handle this. Are they going to follow the rules? Or do you have special privileges?"
Her small mouth was as sharp as a knife, and the woman was both angry and annoyed by what she said.
She burst into tears: "My child needs formula, what am I going to do without it?"
I'm sorry, her daughter also needs formula.
Ruan Qingling brought over the milk powder, gave her the receipt, and paid her.
She wanted to buy other things, and after all that, she kept looking at Song Shiting.
"You can handle the rest."
Song Shiting asked, "Take a look and see what else we need, and buy it all at once."
Ruan Qingling: "Salt, sugar, flour, and I also need to buy a pot, chopsticks..."
If you keep using the chopsticks at home, you'll get cancer!
He opened his mouth and, as if performing a ritual, rattled off a whole bunch of things.
The supply and marketing cooperative staff in front of them stared at them in astonishment.
Song Shiting bought what Ruan Qingling had told him to buy.
The bowls they eat from now are all leftovers from their old home, and they all have missing corners.
The chopsticks were leftovers from a family meal, and they were badly worn.
Ruan Qingling's eyes flickered; her daughter had no clothes, so she needed to get some cloth to take back.
"Let's buy some more fabric, Ya Ya doesn't have any clothes."
Song Shiting glanced at it and saw that, apart from household items, everything he bought was something women needed.
They bought so much stuff, the people behind them were getting impatient waiting.
"Have you finished buying everything? Why did you buy so much stuff?" asked an old man who had been waiting for a long time.
Ruan Qingling turned around and said with a smile, "Uncle, what do you want to buy? Why don't we let you buy it first?"
The old man chuckled and said, "I'll just buy a bottle of soy sauce."
Ruan Qingling: "You can have it, you buy it first."
The people behind them were unhappy: "If you're going to give way to him, then you all should step back. What are you doing standing here?"
Especially the woman who had just failed to get baby formula while holding her child, her face was as black as ink: "Yeah, since you gave him your spot in line, get lost! What are you still doing standing here?"
Ruan Qingling said with a smile, "I'll give up my seat. My man is still here, he can buy it."
Ruan Qingling didn't think much about it when she said that.
But the words "my man" suddenly appeared in Song Shiting's ears.
He looked at Ruan Qingling with surprise.
Ruan Qingling, carrying a bag of baby formula, said with a smile, "Uncle, I'll give you this seat."
After saying that, she looked at Song Shiting and said, "Think again about what else the family needs and buy it all at once."
The journey from the village to the supply and marketing cooperative in town is too bumpy; if you don't buy everything you need at once, it will be a hassle to get back.
Song Shiting nodded.
Finally, he bought a few more things and carried out a basket full of items of various sizes.
Ruan Qingling stood outside waiting.
The woman couldn't buy milk powder, so the supply and marketing cooperative told her to come back the next day.
Song Shiting said to Ruan Qingling, "What if we give them some of the milk powder?"
Ruan Qingling raised her eyelids and glanced at Song Shiting: "Do you know how long it takes us to run from the village to here? I think even a can of milk powder is not enough. This woman lives nearby. It's much easier for her to come here to buy something than for us."
Regardless of the era, Ruan Qingling never felt that she should be a pushover.
There was the sound of a gong being struck ahead. Ruan Qingling asked curiously, "Is there a drumming sound coming from over there?"
Song Shiting glanced over and said, "Over there are monkey shows, herbal medicine vendors, and people who pull teeth."
Speaking of teeth, it seems his teeth need some work done.
Ruan Qingling wanted to go and see what was going on.
He asked Song Shiting, "Go take a look."
Song Shiting wanted to get his teeth fixed and nodded.
He added, "Be careful, don't push to the front, don't bump into Yaya."
Ruan Qingling shoved the child into his arms: "You hold him."
Song Shiting: "..."
Ruan Qingling was already walking ahead.
Bai Luomei and Huang Feixue had already bought things at the supply and marketing cooperative, and the two of them were watching the monkey show here.
Turning my head, I saw Song Shiting and Ruan Qingling heading this way.
Didn't Ruan Qingling run away?
Why bring it back?
Song Shiting is really something, why does he buy so much stuff?
Bai Luomei's heart ached.
Is Ruan Qingling now finding ways to spend Song Shiting's money?
Is she unable to escape now, and is she going to bankrupt Song Shiting?
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