Fan Xiaofan stroked his chin, looked at Fan Ziyan being scolded like a spoiled brat, and smiled mischievously.
That's more like it...
Grandma Fan, standing beside her, affectionately tapped her forehead: "You..."
The department store has a much wider selection of goods than the supply and marketing cooperative. Being a sales clerk here would be an excellent job.
In those days, there was little concept of service. You could see what you needed, confirm it, and pay with a ticket. There were always plenty of people bustling around.
Snow cream and floral water were considered very fashionable, and even young girls who loved beauty would only buy one bottle and use it very sparingly.
Grandma Fan immediately pulled Fan Xiaofan to come here to shop. As a girl, of course she should smell nice...
There are the most girls here, after all, loving beauty is every girl's instinct.
Grandpa and Grandma Fan, on the other hand, brought all their valuables and had only one attitude upon arrival: buy, buy, buy...
Fan Xiaofan glanced silently at the bag her grandfather was holding, then scratched her head earnestly. She felt that she might use this face cream until her father couldn't finish it...
However, the face cream of that era didn't have as many hormones as later versions. It felt cool and refreshing on the face, melting into the skin like snowflakes, and it smelled sweet and fragrant, which she quite liked.
Especially when the weather is cold, it would be really hard to get through without it.
When she was in Qingcheng, she gave gifts to Fan Yunyan and Shi Lingheng, and with a particularly wicked sense of humor, she chose the kind that was especially fragrant.
Fan Xiaofan needed to go to the restroom, so she told her grandpa and grandma. Her grandma wanted to go with her, as if she thought her granddaughter was still young and wanted to be by her side.
She sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation: "Grandma, I'm so old, I won't get lost..."
The toilets in the department store were not as luxurious as they are in later years. Fan Xiaofan had to ask several people before he finally found a public squat toilet that smelled bad.
Um……
She was very serious that toilet renovations were absolutely necessary...
She thought she would smell nice after using the toilet, but now, smelling herself, she sighed and admitted she was disgusted with herself.
I decided to stand outside for a while and let the wind blow off the smell.
Meanwhile, the aunt who always visits the Fan family didn't even get inside today. Still feeling resentful, she brought her daughter to the department store, thinking she'd buy some nice things and then present her to Grandpa and Grandma Fan. Wouldn't that be more appealing than the thin and frail Fan Xiaofan?
They arrived later than Fan Xiaofan's family, just in time to find Fan Xiaofan squatting foolishly at the door, scribbling something on the ground with a stone, oblivious to his own dignity.
Aunt Fan had sharp eyes; she spotted Fan Xiaofan in an instant. Her voice boomed, as if she wanted everyone to hear: "Oh, isn't this Xiaofan? Sigh, after being kicked out of the Fan family, has he gone mad? How old is he? Why is he squatting there playing with stones..."
Fan Xiaofan looked up and sighed. "Why is it so hard for her? The whole family went out just to avoid seeing this aunt, but who knew that things in this world could sometimes be so coincidental?"
The more you try to avoid someone, the more likely you are to run into them.
Fan Xiaofan threw the stone away, stood up, and realized that he had been standing outside for a while and was bored, so he couldn't resist melting the stone on the ground.
Little did she expect that people would misunderstand and think she was playing in the mud.
He scribbled his messy sketches on the ground with his foot, then looked up at the loud-voiced aunt with an innocent expression: "Auntie, you definitely have enough food to eat."
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