The supply and marketing cooperative in the town doesn't have many fancy things, not even ready-made clothes.
Most of the clothes in this era were made by tearing off the fabric and making them yourself. If you didn't know how to make them, you would go to a tailor. Only larger supply and marketing cooperatives sell ready-made clothes. Luxury goods like woolen coats are not available in supply and marketing cooperatives in provincial capitals.
Lin Nianhe had to stop taking the opportunity to learn about the clothing market.
Wang Xixi said she wanted to buy things for her wedding, but she looked around and around, and in the end she was not willing to buy anything for herself. Instead, she bought a box of clam oil and half a pound of assorted candies.
She held something in her hands and smiled at Lin Nianhe: "My mother's hand got a tear recently."
"Yes." Lin Nianhe nodded with a smile, "Thank you Aunt Wang."
Wang Xixi asked her: "Don't you want to buy something?"
Lin Nianhe often came to town some time ago and took things from the space to fill up the inventory. There was really nothing needed.
She shook her head: "There is nothing to buy. After you finish shopping, let's go buy a book."
"good."
"What? Three hundred copies?"
The salesperson looked at Lin Nianhe in disbelief across the glass counter: "Comrade, did you remember it wrong? How can I buy something older like this?"
The salesperson has a big black and shiny braid, thick eyebrows and big eyes, which is very good-looking.
Lin Nianhe smiled and shook his head: "That's right, our brigade is building a school, and we also have literacy classes. The villagers asked me to buy them all for them, so they don't have to run back and forth."
"Tsk."
The braided salesman was a little irritated, so he said "wait" and turned around to go to the warehouse.
At this moment, there is no saying that the customer is God. The salesperson has nothing to do with how many goods are sold. She still feels that she is unlucky to have such a laborious job.
Lin Nianhe was waiting at the counter. She looked at the time and said, "There's still time. Let's go to the state-owned hotel later. I want to buy two steamed buns. I don't want to cook at night."
She wanted to eat the meat buns from the state-owned restaurant.
"Okay," Wang Xixi agreed, "I'll go with you."
The salesperson waited for a long time and finally took out the three hundred notebooks and pencils that Lin Nianhe asked for.
Facing the big braided salesperson's eyes, Lin Nianhe gave the money, divided the paper and pen into two parts and put them into her and Wang Xixi's backpacks.
Wang Xixi looked at her: "I'd better carry it, you have such a small body..."
"It's okay, I can carry it." Lin Nianhe said, gritting his teeth and using all his strength to carry the basket on his back.
In fact, she has been working out recently, and this little weight will not weigh her down.
But the autumn harvest will be in two or three months, and she has to plan a way out for herself in advance.
Seeing her like this, Wang Xixi couldn't help but say: "If you act like this, you will suffer during the autumn harvest. Even if you are a teacher, you will have to participate in the autumn harvest."
Lin Nianhe put his hands on the straps and said seriously: "Well, I will work hard."
Seeing her expression, Wang Xixi didn't want to say anything.
Maybe, not all efforts will have good results.
She thought so.
After leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, Wang Xixi stacked the two backpacks together and tied them to the back seat. Then she patted the beam and said, "Here, sit here."
Lin Nianhe had never sat on a bicycle crossbar before. He moved over nervously and asked before sitting down: "Where should I hold on?"
Wang Xixi had never led anyone like this before, so she was a little confused when asked.
At this time, a father passed by them on a bicycle. His eldest daughter was sitting in the back seat, and his younger daughter was sitting on the front beam. The little girl was smiling and had her little hands around her father's neck.
Lin Nianhe opened his arms towards Wang Xixi: "Come on, Daxi, give me a hug."
Wang Xixi: "...!"
Comrade Daxi still didn't let Lin Nianhe hold her neck. She felt that if that happened, she wouldn't be able to see the road clearly.
Lin Nianhe held Wang Xixi's waist and couldn't control his sinful little hands, scratching her waist.
"Hahaha... don't make trouble, don't make trouble!"
Wang Xixi couldn't help but itch, trembling with laughter, and the bicycle drew several arcs one after another.
Lin Nianhe was afraid of falling into the ditch again, so he didn't dare to make a fuss, and honestly grabbed Wang Xixi's clothes.
But the laughter of the two girls still attracted the attention of many people.
For example, Zhou Xu is going to the production team to deliver a letter.
He was originally attracted by the girl's laughter and couldn't help but take a look...and another look...huh?
"Sister-in-law... Sister Lin... Lin Zhiqing!"
Zhou Xu didn't know why he was trying to stop Lin Nianhe, but he thought about the face of his brother Cheng who had been suffering from lovesickness and hatred, so he pedaled his bicycle a few times and chased after him.
"Hey? Nianhe, did someone call you?"
Wang Xixi heard the noise, stopped the car and looked around.
Lin Nianhe also looked around, and finally looked at the source of the sound.
"Comrade postman?"
Lin Nianhe looked at him hesitantly.
This man followed Su Yuncheng to the educated youth spot. Even though there was chaos and chaos that day, Lin Nianhe still remembered it.
Obviously, he knew Su Yuncheng very well.
After all, he was a detective. Zhou Xu realized as soon as he saw Lin Nianhe's expression that she knew about his relationship with Brother Cheng.
He didn't panic. Thinking of the remittance slip in his bag, he immediately said: "Comrade Lin, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to see you here."
Lin Nianhe nodded, his eyes searching.
Zhou Xu continued generously: "There is a remittance slip for you today, but I don't have it. If you still have to stay in town for a while, I will go back and pick it up and deliver it to you, okay?"
He imitated Feng Wei's virtues and smiled naively: "That way you don't have to go to town again."
Lin Nianhe heard that he really had something serious to do and nodded quickly: "Okay, if I'm sorry to bother you, I'll wait here..."
"No, you go do your business, just give me a place and I'll find it." Zhou Xu smiled innocently.
Lin Nianhe remembered that the meat buns in the state-owned restaurant were waiting for no one, so he said, "We plan to go to the state-owned hotel, is it convenient for you?"
"Okay, okay!" Zhou Xu nodded repeatedly, "No problem!"
After saying that, he stepped on the pedal again, and slipped away very fast as if he was afraid that Lin Nianhe would regret it.
Wang Xixi poked Lin Nianhe's waist: "Let's go too, the state-owned hotel will be closed soon."
Lin Nianhe immediately sat back on the beam: "Let's go, let's go, the meat buns will be sold out soon."
The meat buns...are really sold out.
Lin Nianhe looked at the empty steamer and touched the small red string on his wrist through his shirt sleeve.
One stick is of no use.
Wang Xixi was amused by her disappointed look and asked, "Do you want to buy anything else?"
Lin Nianhe said reluctantly: "I won't buy it."
The two of them leaned on their bicycles and waited for Zhou Xu.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Zhou Xu didn't come, but Su Yuncheng did.
He rode his bicycle across the road, and when he saw her, his cold brows turned into a smile.
He stopped one meter in front of her, put the car away, and then walked up to her: "Nian He."
The slightly rising sound at the end indicates that he is probably in a good mood.
Lin Nianhe tilted his head slightly, looked into his eyes and asked, "Is it possible that the postman happened to be in trouble, so he asked you to deliver the remittance order to me?"
Her eyes were dark and bright, as if she had seen through everything.
