Fast-forward to the era of cannon fodder

Yuanchun bought some cloth and a pound of fruit candy. Then she glanced at a corner and saw a pile of defective products that were being processed. She also paid for a large piece of Dacron cloth that had been bitten by mice and a piece of white pure cotton cloth with a lot of mud spots on it, just right for making some baby clothes for her sister-in-law's baby.

There were also two porcelain tea mugs with chipped paint, a few towels dyed in mixed colors, and a small iron pot with a broken wooden handle.

The supply and marketing cooperative sold the thermos to Yuanchun for three yuan. It was an ugly thermos with badly peeling paint, but the bottle core was new.

When Yuanchun left the supply and marketing cooperative, her backpack was already full of things.

When they arrived at the place where the ox cart was parked, a village auntie noticed the thermos in her basket and shouted, "Yuanchun girl, why did you buy so many things? Are they thermos bottles?"

"Aunt Lanhua, it's a thermos."

"Oh, your family can even afford a thermos. I heard that a thermos costs a lot of industrial coupons and seven or eight yuan. Your grandma's family must have sent a lot of money to your mother this time, right?" another aunt asked in a sarcastic and sour tone.

Yuanchun knew that the villagers were prone to red eye disease, and she didn't want to cause trouble for her family because of this thing, so she said, "Auntie Changgen, this is a defective product, a processed product, no industrial coupons, it only costs three yuan."

"And this pot, the handle is broken, it only cost one dollar, and this piece of cloth, fifty cents, so my basket of things only cost six dollars."

I won’t take out the new cloth inside and show it to others.

Avoid more serious conjunctivitis.

When the women heard that the supply and marketing cooperative was dealing with defective products, they didn't say anything to Yuanchun and ran to the cooperative.

Feng Caihua stuffed her cloth bag into Yuanchun's arms and said, "Yuanchun, help me take a look. I'll go take a look too."

Suddenly, Yuanchun was the only one left on the ox cart.

Oh, and there is also my third uncle who drives the ox cart.

He is the third uncle of the Feng family.

Yuanchun took out a paper bag from the basket on her back, opened it, took out a piece of shapeless egg cake, and stuffed it into Third Grandpa's hand, "Third Grandpa, have some egg cake."

Third Grandpa: "You eat it yourself. Third Grandpa won't eat it."

As an old man, how could he have the nerve to eat such expensive food from a little girl?

Yuanchun forced it into his hands and said, "Third Grandpa, please eat it. This egg cake is also a discounted product. You see, none of it is formed. It's very cheap. This big bag is only 20 cents."

That big bag weighed two kilograms.

The cost is more than two cents.

Even though it's all rotten, it's for my family to eat, so why bother about looking good? It's worth eating the crumbs of the egg cake for two cents.

The third grandfather thought of his grandson at home and didn't care about eating the egg cake. He took out a clean handkerchief, wrapped the egg cake, put it in his coat pocket, and said, "Okay, the third grandfather will eat a piece of your egg cake."

He then said, "Yuanchun girl, Third Grandpa is going to the supply and marketing cooperative. Please help Third Grandpa look after the ox cart."

"Okay, Third Grandpa, I'll be watching here. Don't worry, I won't let the cow run away."

When all the villagers came back, they were all smiling and had gained a lot.

Even Feng Caihua had a smile on her face, "Yuanchun, look, I bought a piece of red floral cloth. I can make a shirt with it."

"It's just a little bit mixed, but if you put the dyed part on the sleeves, it won't look too bad when you wear it."

Feng Caihua spread out the cloth as if she was presenting a treasure and showed it to Yuanchun.

Yuanchun was not sensitive to the red flowered cloth, but she said, "It will look great on you."

Third Uncle went there at a lucky time and sold the last pound of egg cake. Because it was broken into crumbs, the salesperson gave him a three cent discount.

Third Uncle spent seven cents to buy a pound of egg cake, and was happily humming a song while driving the ox cart.