Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 33 Buying Malt Milk for Yunyun

With a huge sum of money in her pocket, Qiu Mei was extremely anxious

Finding a hidden place, I cruelly stuffed most of the money into my underwear, and my chest bulged.

Fortunately, Qiu Mei is flat and her clothes are thick, so she is not conspicuous at all.

Only then did she feel relieved, there was no way anyone could take the money away from here.

The state-run store is crowded with people, and there are no worries about customers no matter what time of day.

There were slogans on the wall prohibiting beating and scolding customers, which made Qiu Mei startled.

Although she was holding the child, Qiu Mei's fighting power was still strong, and she quickly squeezed to the front.

"What do you want?"

Qiu Mei was glad that although she didn't bring food stamps with her today, she still wanted to go to the city once and packed all the cloth stamps at home, so that even if the watch didn't sell out, she wouldn't make an empty trip.

"How does this piece of fabric count as a ticket?"

"This one sells well, one foot of cloth costs one foot of tickets."

This is thick fabric for making padded clothes. Qiu Mei was so cruel that she simply bought the whole family's clothes together, even considering Yun Yun who was still in her infancy.

The salesperson glanced at her, "Can you take so many?"

"Yes!" Qiu Mei packed the things into a bag and carried them on her back, looking effortless.

The salesperson didn't mind meddling, and continued to ask, "What else do you want?"

"Is there malted milk?"

"Go to the special offering counter next to it."

Qiu Mei helped her sister get out of the crowd, and found that the counter on the other side was indeed much deserted.

Little Yun Bao in her arms suddenly became agitated, and inexplicably burrowed into Qiu Mei's arms.

"Does the baby want to pee?"

Little Yunbao pursed her lips, Qiu Mei saw the little guy's appearance, and decided to make a quick decision.

He rushed to the counter and hurriedly said, "Comrade, how do you sell malted milk extract?"

The salesperson was introducing something to a couple. Hearing this, she looked over and looked Qiu Mei up and down.

"Are there any tickets?"

"Do you want a ticket for malted milk?"

"Nonsense, malted milk extract is a special product, and you need a sugar ticket."

Candy tickets are not easy to deal with, Qiu Mei was speechless, and could only look helplessly at the tin cans on the shelf.

The salesperson ignored her, and smiled and introduced to the woman who was holding the child: "Mrs. Ren, this is the chocolate we just arrived this month. It's a foreign product. It's specially reserved for you."

The salespersons in state-run stores were paid the same wages no matter how much they sold or how little they sold, and they were not motivated to work.

But there are still some benefits to be gained from these imported commodities, so naturally they are more dedicated.

"Weigh a few catties." Qin Su looked at her husband with a soft voice, "Buy some more malted milk."

Her health is not good, and her milk is not enough, and she feels ashamed of the child.

If it wasn't for the nanny who could feed the baby, Qin Su would definitely feel even more uncomfortable.

Ren Siqi was carrying a bunch of things to settle the bill with malted milk. Qiu Mei looked at the stacks of sugar tickets they brought out and couldn't help being envious.

They are also children, some children can drink these high-end products every day, poor Rainbow Dash can only suffer with her own family.

Probably Qiu Mei's gaze was too straightforward, Qin Su approached with the child in his arms, and glanced at Little Yun Bao in Qiu Mei's arms.

Little Rainbow stared at her with open eyes, her big, round eyes looking at her curiously like a kitten's.

Qin Su only felt his heart being hit by a slam, and inexplicably developed a feeling called pity.

"This is a little girl, she looks really pretty."

Qiu Mei was used to hearing others say this, so she politely said, "Kids are cute, and yours is also pretty."

She hesitated again and again, but still asked in a low voice: "Can I exchange money with you for sugar tickets? You ask for a price."

Just like many parents would rather suffer for themselves than for their children, Qiu Mei also hopes that her sister can taste what children in the city can eat,
Although Qin Su is soft-hearted, he is not without principles.

But today I don't know what's going on, looking at the child in the other party's arms, I just can't say the words of rejection.

(End of this chapter)