Hu Xiaoman changed the cloth ticket and went to the supply and marketing cooperative. She wanted to make a piece of clothing.

Those two sets of clothes were really enough, but they didn't dislike having patches.

The clothes themselves are worn close to each other, and they have worn out severely over time. Now they feel that their necks are hurting.

When I came to the supply and marketing cooperative, there were not many people at this time and I was about to get off work.

Hu Xiaoman quickly walked to the counter where she bought fabrics. The salesperson looked impatient when he saw her.

After all, I'm off work soon, so it's annoying to buy things.

"Hello comrade, I want to buy fabric." Hu Xiaoman knew what they were thinking, so he was more patient.

The salesperson said impatiently: "Do you have cloth tickets?"

Hu Xiaoman didn't care about the other party's attitude and took out all the cloth tickets.

Seeing that there were cloth tickets, the salesperson calmed down and pointed to the cloth board on the counter.

The above are the colors and materials separated, so that you can cut them directly if you want.

Hu Xiaoman didn't know what the fabric was needed, so he pointed to a piece of small blue square fabric with white background and blue, "I want the size of a shirt this."

"And this one, it requires the size of two pairs of pants, and this also requires the size of a shirt."

The pants are all black, which feels smooth to the touch, and she doesn't understand it either, but the material is not thick and it will definitely not be hot when worn.

Another shirt is made of purple plaids on white background, all of which are small plaids, and they look quite fresh.

No one cares about what clothes you wear now. Even if you wear a skirt, at most people will say behind your back that you are not serious, but you won’t say anything on the surface.

Hu Xiaoman has also seen someone wearing a skirt and looks very beautiful.

She doesn't like to do too exaggerated things, so it's enough for the public to do it.

Seeing that she had chosen good fabrics, the salesperson wrote and painted on the paper, and finally said, "There are seven-foot cloth tickets in total, seven or eight cents."

These fabrics are the best ones they have, the cheapest one dollar per foot.

Hu Xiaoman was also a little surprised. He didn't expect it to be so expensive. After all, she only had twenty-three yuan in savings, which was almost a month's salary.

But she didn't say anything, and just paid the cloth ticket.

When the salesperson saw that she really gave it, he didn't say anything. He clamped the money orders together, placed them on the line above his head, and then "brushed" them and arrived at the cashier counter.

Hu Xiaoman looked at it strangely, it was really convenient.

I just don’t know if there are too many customers, and if they can bump into each other.

After taking the things, she left the supply and marketing cooperative with satisfaction.

Looking at the fabric in his hand, Hu Xiaoman didn't want Zhang Chunxia to help him make it.

If she had told her that she had bought such good fabric, she would have been scolded again.

In fact, she is very annoyed about this. She has to say that she buys things and spends money, so just don’t let her know.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be hidden.

When I returned home, the door had been opened.

Hu Xiaoman went back to the bedroom first, and then went to the old couple's room for dinner.

The two of them are particularly quiet today.

In the past, Zhang Chunxia always talked about it, but today she didn't say a word.

This is really strange.

The rice on the table has turned into corn flour porridge, and the clear soup is weak and you can see the bottom of the bowl.

Hu Qinghai frowned when he saw the meal and said, "Old Zhang, don't you have food at home?"

He goes out to pick up coal every day, saying that he is not tired is a laborious job, and he has to walk quite a long way just by walking.

If he can't eat enough, it's not certain whether he can hold on until night tomorrow.

In recent days, Hu Qinghai has not eaten at noon, he has a meal in the morning and comes back to have a meal in the evening.

Zhang Chunxia rolled her eyes, "I want to eat cakes, so I can't live a long and easy life? Good days can be passed in one day."

She looked at the food at home with a tight look, even if there was surplus food,

Hu Xiaoman, who was beside him, listened and thought to himself, could it be a good day to eat corn flour pancakes?

Hu Qinghai disagreed with Zhang Chunxia's idea and said directly: "Every meal every day, we guarantee that each one of us will have a big pancake, and I don't care about the rest."

His tough attitude made Zhang Chunxia unable to refute it.

The three of them drank a bowl of unpleasant corn porridge water before cleaning the table.

Hu Xiaoman walked into his house. Before he could reach the door, he heard the mess in his elder brother's house.

What about Hu Bing who wants to eat Erhe Noodle Bread? Or is he who wants to eat big porridge?

Hu Xiaoman kept walking and went straight into the bedroom.

No matter who eats enough or does not eat well, it has nothing to do with her.

Everyone is the same, who will help others or not? If you get into trouble, it is better to eat your own.

After looking at the time, she locked the door and entered the space, picked up the book and started reviewing.

Two days later, the day of the exam is useless. Although it is useless to cram the Buddha temporarily, it is better than nothing.

If you can use it after reading it, but if you can't, it won't work.

The bowl of water at night was not hungry at all, so Hu Xiaoman looked at the refrigerator again.

Although it won't deteriorate, it's strange to be able to continue to refrigerate.

There is also half a jar of boneless chicken feet in the refrigerator. She hasn't finished her Chinese medicine yet, so she can't take it.

I stared at the durian layer cake that I had left in unknown years, and this one was OK.

Hu Xiaoman rejects the taste of durian, but he feels so tired after eating it a little, and I don’t know what’s going on.

If you don’t eat, you still want to eat it, it’s enough.

After eating a small piece of cake, she poured a glass of water and sat on the sofa and looked at the tablet.

Recently, there are many more anchors who sell goods on the homepage. No matter what type of anchor, as long as it becomes popular, you must sell goods and make money.

Maybe the purpose of their anchor is to this day.

Hu Xiaoman is the same. He just came to make money at the beginning.

At that time, I was a big eater for a while, but unfortunately I couldn't bear too much food and gave up. I turned around and turned to a food anchor.

After looking at it for a while, she bought a few bottles of shampoo and hair care supplies with itchy hands.

She can use these things and buy them.

And it's affordable and worth buying.

It is usually very expensive to buy at supermarkets or online stores, but today there are promotions and you can stock up on them.

While placing an order, Hu Xiaoman went to the space to take out a few bottles of soaked water.

She doesn't need to buy snacks or something, she has a lot of them.

But sooner or later, I will eat all of it, so I have to think of a way.

"Hey?" Hu Xiaoman tentatively turned on the camera and then took a video of evaluating bubble water.

The sparkling water is the bottle she just took, one bottle for each taste.

She has long been familiar with this kind of video, so she just passed one.

After editing, you will post it directly to the app.

Looking at the number name, she changed the name too.

It's called: full of love for food.

Of course, the link must be hung up.

But Hu Xiaoman didn't know how to ship the goods, so he threw them there after the photo shoot.

It's getting late and I have to go to work tomorrow and can't stay up late.
Chapter completed!