Rebirth Eighty Little Spicy Wife Has Space

Chapter 296 Show me the food stamps first!

Xu Limin didn't hear a reply for a long time. She looked up and saw that the woman was staring at Xu Limin. Xu Limin touched her nose. She seemed to have more?

Xu Limin smiled and said: "My brother is getting married. There are many relatives and friends sitting in the hall. I can't help but buy more. Don't laugh at me, pretty girl. Can you weigh it for me?"

The relatives sitting in the hall were all real relatives, such as three aunts and eight aunts. In those days, there were many children, and there were also many aunts, uncles and uncles.

"Oh, okay." The woman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder she bought so many things. She planned to hold the wedding at home. But the conditions at home were not good, and she also used soybean oil to entertain guests.

"There is no limit on the purchase of sweet potatoes, but there are not many. If you sell them, they will disappear. Sister, show me the food stamps first."

The woman seemed a little suspicious. However, Xu Limin didn't care. It seemed that she heard someone call her little sister for the first time since she came here, so she couldn't help but feel a little sweet. So Xu Limin smiled and took the bag from the storage bag of her wallet and necklace.

I took out more than 20 food stamps and

Fuel coupons. After counting, the food stamps came out with another ten kilograms, and the oil coupons came out with another ten kilograms. Xu Limin didn't know what to do. The woman grabbed the coupons in Xu Limin's hand and said viciously: "Okay, I'll give them to you again."

You weigh ten pounds of rice and ten pounds of soybean oil. "Don't tell others."

"Thank you, pretty girl." Xu Limin smiled sweetly. In my heart, I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and wear a thousand clothes instead of flattery. I have tried this sentence everywhere. Of course, this woman was

There must be a reason for the dizzying number of votes.

"Sister, I still want to eat sweet potatoes. Do you want food stamps?"

"No." The woman picked up a small scale and weighed the rice and said, "Our leader brought it from a nearby village. There isn't much and it doesn't sell quickly, so there are no purchase restrictions and there are no food stamps."

"Great, I like the food here the most, but we have no race here. Please help me weigh 50 pounds in the future."

"Okay. Little sister, where is your home?"

Xu Limin's eyes lit up and she smiled: "My family is from Xiawa Village."

"Oh, it's far away from the mountain city."

"Yes, so buy more at a time."

"The same is true for wedding events. We should prepare more things for the big family." The woman said: "If you want to buy food in the future, go to your sister. She will definitely give you a high evaluation. If you are interested in general

The purchase restriction policy is not too tight, go to your sister, she will help you relax."

"Thank you, sister. You are not only beautiful, but also very kind."

"That's just me, and I'm easy to use."

A kind heart means a kind heart. Sometimes Xu Limin can't understand the local language here, but even Dai can guess it.

The food was very good. The woman took the initiative to find a few bags for Xu Limin to put food in. Soybean oil and cooked sesame oil were stored in ready-made oil drums, but there was no need to find anything extra for packaging. Xu Limin happily paid and let the

The woman looked at the things for a while. She went out, turned around, and pushed back a wooden cart with two baskets on it. The woman and Xu Limin put the things on the wooden cart together, and waved goodbye to Xu Limin warmly.

At the back door of the Shancheng Supply and Marketing Cooperative, a man and a wooden cart full of things stood under a half-collapsed wall. Xu Limin took two steps, looked around, and found that no one came back in a hurry. He reached out to put the wooden cart and the entire

The cars were put in. Then, he took out a breath of dirty air, patted his arms, straightened his clothes, strode out of the corner, and walked towards the back door of the supply and marketing cooperative.

(End of chapter)