Time Travel: The Vicious Female Supporting Character's Counterattack

The cart stopped at the hospital gate. Uncle Shen got on to pick up the things, and the three of them left the hospital.

There were two soft quilts on the cart. Uncle Shen pushed it slowly, so Liu Pandi didn't feel any bumps at all. When he came back, he didn't feel any pain at all.

Old Lady Shen had been waiting for them at home. When they arrived, she asked, "Old Third, how are you feeling?"

"I still feel a little uncomfortable, but it's nothing serious, don't worry, mother."

Liu Pandi stayed in the hospital for a few days and his complexion and spirits seemed to be better. Old Mrs. Shen nodded and said, "That's good. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell Xiangxi and don't endure it."

"I understand, mother."

Old Mrs. Shen then looked at the child again. The child had fallen asleep, but he didn't seem to be sleeping very well, humming from time to time. Old Mrs. Shen felt distressed. The child was too weak.

If you don't take good care of it, it might not survive.

Liu Pandi was in very poor health and didn't have much milk, so she couldn't feed her child enough. Fortunately, there was Yang Fangfang at home. After feeding her daughter, Yang Fangfang still had milk left to feed Liu Pandi's child.

But he can't always drink Yang Fangfang's milk. She has her own child to feed. It's okay to drink it for one or two meals, but she will feel uncomfortable if she drinks it for a long time.

There should be a limit to how family members interact with each other.

Uncle Shen and his niece spoke up, "Shu Yu, Uncle Shen knows you're capable. Can you help Uncle Shen find out who has milk powder tickets? Uncle Shen wants to buy some milk powder."

If all else fails, let the child drink rice soup or rice porridge. Compared to milk powder, rice soup and rice porridge are not that expensive, but Uncle Shen, as a father, wants his child to eat better.

If you have a choice, milk powder is of course the best.

"Uncle San, I can buy you some milk powder directly, but the price is...very expensive."

Uncle Shen was silent for a moment and then said, "Please ask how much money is for me."

The next day after work, Shen Shuyu went to the black market. Where there is demand, there is a market. In the black market, as long as you have money, they can help you get anything. Shen Shuyu asked Scar, who immediately took out a bag of milk powder, winked and asked Shen Shuyu,

"Brother Su, you're a father now. Congratulations, congratulations."

It was impossible for him to be a father, but she did not deny it. Shen Shuyu smiled professionally, "How much?"

Scar made a three-digit gesture and said, "We are not blood brothers, but our relationship is no different from that of blood brothers. I won't say much and I want yours. If you don't have a ticket, you have to pay this price.

This stuff is precious. If you don't have connections, you can't buy it even if you have money. I have some connections, so I was able to get this bag. Brother Su, you are lucky. If you had a day, I would have sold this milk powder to the cadres of the steel plant.

My goodness, a bag of milk powder is equivalent to her monthly salary. If you don’t have some money, you really can’t afford milk powder.

What's more, you can't buy it whenever you want. If you don't have some connections, you don't know where to buy it. Even if you have connections, sometimes people may not sell it to you.

In an era of material scarcity, anything that was even slightly nutritious was extremely expensive. Not only was it expensive, it was also unavailable.

Country people like them depend on the weather for their livelihood. Even if a whole family works hard, they may not be able to earn 30 yuan. In an era when ten kilograms of sweet potatoes can be bought for one cent, 30 yuan is really a lot of money.

People who have jobs in the city may not be willing to buy such expensive milk powder.

Shen Shuyu didn't know whether her third uncle could accept this price, so she bought the milk powder first. Even if her third uncle didn't want it, it didn't matter, she could just put it in her space.

Shen Shuyu said she asked at work today, and Uncle Shen San came back carrying a hoe after work.

As soon as the bicycle entered the door, Uncle Shen came forward and asked, "Shu Yu, what about the milk powder?"

"Uncle San, I have a classmate who has two bags at home. Can you give me one?"

Uncle Shen rubbed his fingers and said, "Great, how much...how much?" He only had forty yuan in his hand and didn't know if it was enough.