The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng called a tricycle and went to the First Department Store.

The First Department Store is located in the city center, in a prosperous area. The building is tall and majestic, and the entrance is very lively with people coming and going.

Xia Meng walked in along the flow of people and saw that it was crowded with people and all kinds of goods filled the counter.

Xia Meng felt novel and walked inside along with the flow of people.

There were a lot of imported goods in the mall. Xia Meng looked at a white pleated skirt in front of her and asked the waiter,

"how much is this shirt?"

The waiter glanced at Xia Meng and saw that the clothes Xia Meng was wearing were of good quality, so he said, "89."

Many people in the surrounding area communicated with the waiters in Shanghainese. Wu Nong spoke softly. Xia Meng could understand some of them, but not others. Xia Meng was one of the few who spoke Mandarin, so she naturally stood out.

The waiter also spoke Shanghainese, but she could also understand Xia Meng's Mandarin.

When Xia Meng heard that a white dress cost 89, Xia Meng was stunned. The dress in front of her was made of average material and had a decent style. It actually required an ordinary worker's two months' salary to afford it.

Xia Meng shook his head and didn't buy it.

Mainly, Xia Meng felt that it was not a good deal. She had a more beautiful dress with better material in her space. When she took it out from the space when she went back, she would say that she bought it from a department store. No one would know.

Xia Meng didn't buy it and turned around to leave, so she didn't see the waiter looking at Xia Meng's back, curling his lips with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Xia Meng walked to the woolen wardrobe counter.

It is summer now, and there are not many people in front of the autumn and winter clothing counter. Xia Meng took a fancy to a camel-colored woolen coat and asked the waiter to take it off. She looked at it and touched it. It was very thick! The style is also classic.

Xia Meng asked about the price. The waiter looked at Xia Meng and said casually, "150."

The price is not cheap, but it is indeed made of pure cashmere. Considering the price of tens of thousands of yuan in future generations, it is indeed not expensive.

Xia Meng took a fancy to eight different styles and colors of woolen coats, and said to the waiter,

"I want all these clothes."

Eight woolen coats totaled more than 1,500 yuan. It was not like the waiter had never seen people who spent a lot of money, but there were not many people like Xia Meng who bought eight pieces at once.

Invisibly, the waiter looked at Xia Meng with a more solemn look, then nodded very politely and wrapped up the clothes.

Xia Meng directly took out the money to pay the bill. Carrying the heavy clothes, Xia Meng visited a few more counters, bought some food, and then turned to leave.

Carrying too many things in your hands can affect your enjoyment of shopping.

In later generations, when buying so many things, stores would usually provide door-to-door delivery services, but now they don't.

With these things in his mind, Xia Meng suddenly felt someone bump into him.

Xia Meng looked down and saw a little boy about ten years old falling to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Xia Meng leaned over to pull the little boy up.

The little boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt and black shorts. He was fair and quite cute. Seeing Xia Meng reaching out to him, the little boy turned away and whispered,

"It's okay," then the little boy got up from the ground, turned around and left.

Xia Meng raised her eyebrows, then followed the little boy slowly and followed him out of the mall.

After the little boy left the mall, he walked to the right. Xia Meng also followed him to the right. When the little boy noticed that Xia Meng was following him, he couldn't help but show nervousness on his face and started to run.

Xia Meng smiled and shook his head, then started running, quickly surpassing the little boy and blocking him.

The little boy took two steps back cautiously, stared at Xia Meng with his eyes, and said angrily,

"Why are you following me? If you follow me again, I will call the police."

Xia Meng nodded, "You should call the police. I just want to tell the police comrades that someone stole my money."

When the little boy heard Xia Meng's words, his expression changed, he lowered his head guiltily, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Xia Meng then asked, "Why did you steal my money?"

It seemed that this was the first time for the little boy to do such a thing. After being exposed by Xia Meng, a guilty panic flashed across his face. He nervously held his two little hands. After a while, he whispered,

"Grandma is sick, and the family...has no money."

Xia Meng, "What about your parents? Where's your grandpa?"

The little boy curled his lips sadly, showing an expression that looked like he was about to cry.

"They're all gone."

"That's it," Xia Mengmao said, "You give me back the money and then take me to see your grandma. If what you say is true, then I won't call the police."

"Don't let the police arrest you."

After hearing Xia Meng's words, the little boy snorted, "I'm young, so the police won't arrest me."

Xia Meng was surprised that this little boy even knew this.

"Then what if your grandma finds out?"

The little boy stopped talking for a moment, then took out the money he stole from Xia Meng and gave it back to Xia Meng. Then he looked at Xia Meng pleadingly and whispered,

"Don't tell grandma, grandma... she will be sad."

Xia Meng nodded, "Okay, then you have to take me to see your grandma."

After a while, the little boy nodded reluctantly, "Okay."

So, Xia Meng followed the little boy, walked through the spacious street, slowly entered the narrow alley, and after twists and turns, stopped in front of a small house.

The little boy led Xia Meng inside, and then whispered to Xia Meng, "I live with grandma on the second floor."

Xia Meng took a look and saw that there was a family living on the first floor. A little girl was sitting in front of the door doing her homework. When she saw the little boy, she shouted to him,

"Xiao Qi, your grandma was looking for you just now."

"Oh," Wei Anqi nodded, indicating that he understood, and then took Xia Meng up to the second floor.

The stairs are a bit narrow and make a creaking sound when you walk up.

Going up to the second floor, Xia Meng saw a lot of things placed in the corridor, which were messy and looked dirty and messy.

When Wei Anqi saw Xia Meng staring at the pile of debris, he couldn't help but explain, "That's from the uncle's house across the street. My house is very clean."

Xia Meng nodded, "Oh."

Wei Anqi pushed open the door of a room on the left side of the stairs, "Grandma, I'm back."

As soon as the door was opened, Xia Meng smelled a strong smell of medicine, followed by a heartbreaking cough.

The voice is hoarse and old.

"Xiao Qi," Cao Ying gasped and looked at Wei Anqi's name, "are you back?"

"Well," Wei Anqi walked to the bed.

Xia Meng stood at the door and looked in. The room was very small, but at a glance, there was a wooden bed placed against the wall.

At this time, an old woman with a sallow complexion and almost a thin body was lying on the wooden bed.

When Xia Meng saw the old woman, the old woman also saw Xia Meng.

Xia Meng took the initiative to smile and say hello, "Hello, grandma!"

Cao Ying first smiled lovingly at Xia Meng, then turned to ask Wei Anqi, "Xiao Qi, who is this lesbian?"