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Chapter 1083: When giving gifts, give others what they need!

"Comrade, give me two pounds of eggs, two bottles of canned fruit, and two bottles of canned meat. Wasn't the pork delivered here this morning?"

"Yes, yes, how much do you want to weigh?"

"Just... give me two pounds. This toffee is also called two pounds!"

"Okay~"

Ouyang Yi looked at the salesperson from the supply and marketing cooperative who was busy looking for things, and couldn't help but nodded slightly, feeling somewhat filled with emotion in his heart.

At this time, the service attitude was good, and I had not been irritable for a few years. After the 60s, whether it was a supply and marketing cooperative or a department store, buying things in the past was like begging her.

Having a bad attitude is considered a minor offense. If you dare to talk nonsense again, you will be scolded directly. There are even signs on the wall that say "No Hitting or Scolding Customers".

The female saleswoman here found everything and put it on the table. Seeing that the JF Army comrade in front of her looked at the shelves and didn't respond, she thought he had other needs.

He opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "Your things are all here, comrade, do you want to buy anything else?"

Speaking of which, the Ouyang family is a scholarly family. Although the An family is not wealthy, the previous generations of family members have also accumulated some wealth.

He whispered: "Sister Yang, this is specially brought to your fourth child!"

In addition, the family's population is simple and there are no relatives in the countryside who need support. The two of them have around one hundred dollars of funds at their disposal this month. They are considered wealthy people in the island city.

As the leader of the artillery school, Principal Cong naturally has the best house in the family courtyard. A two-story building is his current residence.

After Yang Renhua saw clearly what it was, she subconsciously wanted to return it because it was a full two kilograms of milk powder!

In this day and age, even white sugar is a commodity in short supply, and malted milk powder is considered a high-end nutritional product, not to mention imported baby milk powder.

Regardless of what is inconspicuous about the home, even the sofa in the living room is made of coarse cloth, but there are actually some good things.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Park your bike at the door, grab your gift and go knock on the door.

"Come on Ouyang, come in quickly and see what else you have!"

After Ouyang Yi came in, he changed his shoes, put the things in his hands on the ground, then took out a cowhide bag from his arms, and mysteriously opened Yang Renhua in front of him.

"Crench!"

It's just that in order to keep a low profile, Ouyang Yi reluctantly gave up and got rid of the leather sofas and other things at home when he moved, and went to buy some old furniture.

Soon, Principal Cong Yang Renhua's wife opened the door from the inside and saw a smile on the visitor's face.

After Ouyang Yi came to his senses, he took out various tickets and money from his pocket, then picked up his things and left, hanging them on his bicycle one by one outside.

"Sister Yang, I just bought some casually to give to the children as snacks~"

So when you ask people to do things, you naturally have to show some attitude. Ouyang Yi also spent a lot of money this time and bought some milk powder that was in short supply. When giving gifts, you have to give what others need, otherwise it will be the icing on the cake.

"Ouyang, this...how is this possible? Forget about other things, we can't have this imported milk powder. It's simply too expensive!"

And speaking of it, there is another bad habit. For example, this old man Ouyang was very fond of the Zhuge family during the Three Kingdoms period, so he learned to trick cats and tigers, and even played the game of splitting up treasures.

Now he is a 19th-level cadre of the Zhenglian company, and his monthly salary is 80 yuan. His wife An Xin works in a primary school, and her monthly salary is 32 yuan.

"No, thank you~"

After the eldest son and his family took a boat to the other side of the sea, they righteously published a newspaper to break away from the relationship. So what is left in the family now naturally belongs to Ouyang Yi.

Even for her husband, Principal Cong, as a cadre with two bars and four stars at the division level, it is usually difficult for him to do something. After all, cadres in this era are honest and rarely use their power for personal gain.

So when Yang Renhua saw such a valuable thing, she naturally didn't dare to accept it, even though she had just become the fourth child in her family. Because she was an advanced maternal age and had no milk, the child was screaming with hunger all day long.

"Sister, just accept it. Look at how thin Xiao Yuanchao is now. He can't replace it with goat's milk all day long. This kind of milk powder is more nutritious!" "No, no, take it back quickly. Xiao An can't do this now. Are you pregnant too? You can use it just in time!"

The two of them were fighting at the door, and finally alerted Principal Cong who was coaxing the children in the living room.

"What are you doing!"

After hearing this, Yang Renhua came over, shook the milk powder bag at her husband, and said anxiously: "Oh, Lao Cong, look what Ouyang brought us?"

"He wouldn't be happy if I didn't accept it, mainly because it's too expensive~"

Principal Cong looked at the cowhide bag in front of him, then at Ouyang Yi at the door, and finally looked down at his son, who was as thin as a kitten. He was silent for about ten seconds, and finally decided to refuse.

"Ouyang, you better..."

Seeing Principal Cong's expression, Ouyang Yi quickly stepped forward and interrupted: "Brother, our little Yuanchao is my nephew!"

"Besides, milk powder has a shelf life. It will take more than eight months for our Anxin to give birth. I'm afraid it will be spoiled by then. Adults can't drink and play with such expensive things!"

Principal Cong glanced at his wife and was about to refuse again when his youngest son Cong Yuanchao suddenly burst into tears.

"Wow wow wow~"

Hearing this cry, Principal Zicong softened his heart even though he was old enough.

He turned to his wife and said, "Lao Yang, go get some food stamps and meat stamps for Ouyang. Let's buy this milk powder!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Yang Ren was very happy when her husband agreed. After all, the youngest son didn’t know what was wrong. Ever since he finished drinking the milk powder that her husband brought, he had not liked drinking goat milk. At most, he only drank a few sips when he was really hungry. No more. Started to vomit after feeding.

He took his son from his husband's arms and went to the bedroom, intending to make a drink for him first. He was as hungry as a kitten every day. Can a mother not feel distressed?

Ouyang Yi wants to say something here.

"Cong..."

"Okay, if I don't do this next time, just keep it when you, Sister Yang, bring you the food stamps or something else, or take the milk powder back!"

"Come over for tea!" Principal Cong said, putting his hands behind his back and walking towards the living room.

Ouyang Yi naturally followed behind, chatting with each other while sitting on the sofa, thinking about how to speak.

As for Principal Cong, who is today, he is naturally a very smart person, and he also knows that even if the relationship is very good, it is impossible for someone to give such an expensive gift for no reason.

What's more, if he doesn't help, he will feel uneasy because of this favor. He can't even hear his youngest son crying in the bedroom without looking. He must have fallen asleep after drinking milk powder.

"Ouyang, you must have something to do here. Let's see if I can help!"

"Principal Cong, you are so sharp-eyed, you are actually my An Xin..."

Ouyang Yi didn't hide anything, so he told the cause and effect.

During this period, Yang Renhua also came over and sat next to her husband, handing over food stamps and other things. Her face no longer looked sad because her son had fallen asleep after drinking milk powder.

After more than ten minutes, Principal Cong looked a little embarrassed after hearing this.

"Ouyang, to be honest, this matter would be easier to handle if it were someone else. Xiao An has a special status!"

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(End of this chapter)