Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "My surname is Feng, and my name is Feng Qingxue. I am just a passing outsider. I came to buy some things to take back. I won't stop here. You should send the child and the mother to the hospital quickly. It's cold, don't delayed."

Zhu's mother kept the name in mind and hurriedly begged everyone for help to carry the mother, whose lower body was wrapped in an old mattress, to the door downstairs.

There was a flatbed truck ready at the door, with an old quilt spread on it.

Feng Qingxue only followed downstairs and watched the mother lying smoothly on the flatbed. Instead of going to the hospital, she found a place to wash her hands, changed out of the blood-stained clothes, and returned to the building to buy the high-priced silk and satin she had chosen.

When passing by the stairs, someone was already cleaning the blood on the ground. When they saw Feng Qingxue, they greeted her.

Feng Qingxue nodded to them and went directly upstairs.

The pregnant woman suddenly went into labor and delivered the twin boys on the spot. The news had spread throughout the department store. The salesperson selling silk and satin was a middle-aged woman. She greeted Feng Qingxue warmly. She had heard someone say that she was right in front of her. The young and handsome female doctor went downstairs and rescued the mother. The mother and child were safe.

Feng Qingxue quickly picked a few pieces of silk and satin, and ran away amidst the enthusiasm of the salesperson.

She was so enthusiastic that she wanted to ask about her eighteenth generation of ancestors.

When we returned to the guest house, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Feng Qingxue was going to go home the next day and would not go out. She simply stayed in the room to tidy up the space. If she had an excuse, she could sort out some supplies she could bring home and put them together.

Although there will still be a shortage of supplies in two or three years, living conditions are getting better and better, so there is no need to be careful about using space supplies.

It has been sixteen years since we traveled here. There are a lot of people in need of support, and they often go to the black market. There is not much coarse and fine grain left in the space. Most of them are meat and eggs, which is probably enough for their family. During the year, there were a lot of fruits and vegetables left, especially the unsalable products she bought cheaply from the place of origin. She couldn't take them out at all, and only ate a drop in the bucket.

After Feng Qingxue finished tidying up the space, she made herself a fruit salad for dinner. Cantaloupe, banana, apple, and pear were cut into pieces, and she mixed some cream in a large glass bowl.

Not to mention, the taste is quite good, especially the cantaloupe, which is sweet and crisp.

It was a pity that Feng Qingxue couldn't take it out for her family to taste. Feng Qingxue felt very sorry. When she bought the ticket the next day, she found out that it was an evening bus, so she went to various department stores to buy more things for her family.

Shanghai has more than one department store, of course, the 100 and 1000 are the most famous.

In addition to department stores, there are also second-hand shops. On Huaihai Road, the full name is "State-owned Huaihai Thrift Store". When it comes to Huaiguoji, locals know where it is. Feng Qingxue walked over unknowingly and was surprised to find that there are Lots of good stuff.

Thrift stores sell not only second-hand goods, but also consignment goods and defective factory goods, disposal goods, clearance products, items seized by customs, items confiscated during the revolution, and items exported for domestic sales, etc. There are many varieties. It’s dizzying to see, and of course the crowds are also like a tidal wave, almost crowding the entire store, because the things here are free of charge and the prices are low!

No matter when, don't underestimate a woman's desire to buy.

Feng Qingxue cheered, first rushed to the wooden counter with the fewest customers, and touched the old-fashioned wardrobe that she had noticed at first glance.

Purple with black, translucent oil, and meticulously carved. Although there are traces of time, it is difficult to describe the style of a luxurious family. What is it if it is not red sandalwood furniture? And it’s still red sandalwood.