Rebirth to 80s: A Doctor’s Daughter-in-law Raises a Cub

In fact, at the beginning of the 1980s, the production team had already appeared decadent. Management is no longer so strict, so many people will take some private work to make extra money. After all, the food earned only through the production team may not be able to support a family at all.

Therefore, there should be a lot of people like him who use their positions to make money.

These people on the tractor seemed to have taken it all in. Marven Ye didn't say anything, just listened to their conversation quietly. Until the car arrived outside the county, a group of them got off the tractor, and after paying the money, they all rushed towards the supply and marketing cooperative in the county.

Ye Wenying, who has been living in the 21st century, saw today's small county town. This place is indeed much better than Gusi Village, but it still looks very shabby.

With a novel face, he took the food stamps for some white flour, and saw that he still had a few cloth and cotton stamps in his backpack. But as a modern person, she can't make clothes or quilts at all, so she doesn't need these tickets.

"You don't have enough cotton tickets, go back and save up."

"Big girl, just change it for me. Can I give you two more dollars?"

He handed the exchanged 30 catties of white noodles to Feng Chengmei to carry, and wanted to continue shopping around to buy some pork or something and go back to open meat. I heard two people arguing next door, stopped and listened for a while before I understood the reason. It turns out that this woman has money, but cotton tickets are not enough. Who would have known that the employee who managed cotton tickets could be so rigid, and he wouldn't be able to give her more money.

"Big sister, what's the matter? You're in such a hurry." Marven Ye walked forward with a smile.

"Isn't this here to exchange cotton? It's just 1 catty of cotton tickets, so you won't change it for me." The middle-aged woman who was almost forty years old was a little unhappy. If it can't be changed to cotton today, wouldn't she just come here for nothing and spend a few cents on the fare in vain.

"It's someone's job to exchange cotton tickets for cotton. If you don't have enough tickets, of course they won't exchange them." Ye Wenying looked at Feng Chengmei and signaled her not to open her mouth and continued: "I have a 1kg piece of cotton here. Tickets, why don't we exchange them?"

"I bring money and cotton pads with me when I go out, and nothing else. How can I change it with you?" said the middle-aged woman.

"Then exchange it for money." Marven Ye felt that as long as she had money in her hand, even without these food stamps, she could buy everything she wanted from Xiaosanjuli.

"That's fine, I'll give you two yuan for a pound of cotton tickets."

Ye Wenying almost vomited blood after hearing the two dollars. What can two dollars buy in Xiaosanjuli, I'm afraid not even a popsicle.

God is killing me! Two yuan and two yuan to make money, when can I save enough money to buy online?

"Big sister, I didn't mean to deceive you. I also saw that it was inconvenient for you to go out and wanted to exchange some bills with you. But two dollars is too little. Can you exchange five dollars? If you don't exchange it, I can Going to the next place to buy something?"

Feng Chengmei wanted to speak several times, but was frightened back by Marven Ye's eyes. She only felt that her sister-in-law was really a prodigal. The cotton ticket she finally got was exchanged for someone else. How can she make clothes in winter?

Don't say it's a padded jacket, even a quilt and a mattress need cotton. How could she exchange this ticket for someone else?

The middle-aged woman thought about it for a while, and finally she gritted her teeth and took out five yuan to exchange a one-pound cotton ticket with Marven Ye.

"Sister-in-law, do you have a lot of cotton tickets at home?" Feng Chengmei helplessly followed behind Ying Ye Wenying.

"Not a lot, but I can't use it now." Ye Wenying said truthfully, after all, his little three-curie had so many lightweight duvets, various sheets and pillowcases, down jackets, trousers and shorts. At that time, it will be directly used to modify and wear it. Why spend money to make these clothes that look like old hats?

"Oh."

From such a pile of bills, I found 5 pounds of meat tickets, exchanged 5 pounds of pork belly, and handed it to Feng Chengmei to continue to carry.

Only at this time did Marven Ye feel that in this era, there really was no ticket and nothing could be bought.

Fortunately, there are meat tickets that can be exchanged for some meat, otherwise it will cost sixty or seventy yuan to buy meat from the small three curies.

Before going out, she noticed that Feng Chengkang's clothes were a little white from the washing. But I don't have the craftsmanship to make clothes at all. Even if I buy a ticket, I can't make it. What should I do?

"Who in our family can make clothes?"

"My sister-in-law's craftsmanship is very good. My mother's craftsmanship is not bad, but my mother's work is sloppy, and the stitches in the clothes are relatively large."

It turns out that Liu Lanyun's craftsmanship is relatively good. Now that she has a foot injury, she cannot earn work points by staying at home. Why not just change a few inches of cloth and go back and make two sets of clothes for Feng Chengkang?

Thinking that the two of them would continue to move forward, they chose a dark-colored fabric for the trousers, and a gray fabric for the top.

Originally wanted to buy some eggs, but because Feng Chengmei had already bought 30 kilograms of white noodles, Feng Chengmei's hands were already occupied, and she naturally couldn't carry heavy things because of her big belly, so she could only give up for the time being.

As soon as the two walked out of the door, they saw two malicious people walking around beside them.

"Big girl. See your belly is pregnant, right? Would you like to eat some eggs to make up for it?" The man whispered, covering his mouth with his hand.

What's happening here?

"Do you have eggs over there? How many are there?" Marven Ye thought about it carefully, is it because the food stamps that the people in the county get are not enough for the family, so they try to do some private work. . Some people take advantage of their positions to take out all kinds of eggs, meat, cotton, cloth and all kinds of things and sell them quietly.

The person I met now should be the person who smuggled these eggs.

"I'll have as much as you want." The man continued to cover his mouth and looked around, worried that others would see it.

Yo heh, the tone is not small, it seems that he is an old connoisseur. Marven Ye took a step forward and whispered to the man, "Do I want you to deliver five pounds of eggs?"

When he said this, he deliberately did not let Feng Chengmei hear it. Marven Ye should see that Yang Guige fried two eggs for a large family last night, so this egg is very precious. But don't let her know that she wants 5 pounds at once.

"Which village?"

"Over there in the ancient temple village."

"I'll send it to you, and you'll add fifty cents to me."

Fifty cents may buy 1 catty of eggs. This man is really a lion.

"Look, I'm pregnant now, and I will eat more eggs in the future. Are you sure you want to cut off this business for fifty cents?" It wasn't that Marven Ye was stingy, she just felt that the fifty cents should not be spent.

"Then you want me ten pounds, and I'll send it to your village for you."

"Sure, but you have to be careful when you go, don't be discovered by others, or we won't be able to eat and walk around."