Reborn in 1980 on the wedding night, a disabled man asks for a hug

Shan Yu looked at the few people calmly and replied coldly:

"I've reserved this car! You're not welcome to sit in it!"

The young girl glared at Shan Yu angrily, but dared not speak out in anger, fearing that Shan Yu would really let her get off.

Fang Yajuan looked at Shan Yu and wondered:

"This is not good."

Shan Yu put the money into his bag and spread his hands:

"It seems you don't want to earn this money."

Fang Yajuan looked at the money Shan Yu put in her bag and felt very anxious. Seeing the huge amount of money in her hand, she was about to fly away in the blink of an eye.

She only hesitated for two seconds before she made up her mind and started attacking people.

"The car is booked. They don't welcome you. There's nothing I can do. I'll get off at the next stop!"

The people who had helped her just now were stunned for a moment, and they all stared at Fang Yajuan angrily:

"Why! We also paid the fare!

If you want us to get off the bus, then you refund our money. "

"Money back!"

There began to be voices in the car asking her to return the money.

Fang Yajuan was a little scared when she looked at the people in the car asking her to refund the money.

Shan Yu raised her eyebrows and looked at the people in the car who were angrily shouting at the conductor to refund their money. She twitched the corners of her mouth and sneered:

"Isn't it just fifty cents? Wouldn't it be enough to just eat a popsicle?"

Shan Yu's words were like a loud slap on their faces, and they turned red and shut their mouths.

After Fang Yajuan saw that they were no longer making trouble, she looked at Shan Yu and hesitated:

"Otherwise, let them sit through the station."

How could Shan Yu not see her little thoughts? He glanced at her coldly:

"You are the conductor of this car, why are you asking me?!"

Fang Yajuan glared at Shan Yu:

"You don't mean what you say?!"

Shan Yu looked at the money-hungry Fang Yajuan coldly:

"I was just joking with you, but I didn't expect you to take it seriously."

"Puchchi-..."

"Puch..."

The car suddenly rang with laughter. Several people who had been kicked off by Fang Yajuan just now stopped helping her. They all watched her make a fool of herself.

Fang Yajuan looked at Shan Yu with a red face and said bitterly:

"You haven't paid the fare yet, get off the bus!"

Shan Yu glanced at the embarrassed Fang Yajuan sarcastically:

"Don't worry...I will definitely get off when we get to the bus terminal."

Fang Yajuan stared at Shan Yu and couldn't help but panic:

"What are you going to do?" "

Shan Yu glanced at her:

"I'm not doing anything, I'm just going to ask your manager about bus fares."

Fang Yajuan saw that Shan Yu was really determined to sit at the terminal. She was really afraid that Shan Yu would go to the manager, so that her secret collection of extra money would be exposed, and her job would not be saved.

"Who do you think you are? You can see whoever you want?"

Looking at her obviously scared but strong expression, Shan Yu calmly stretched out her hand and pointed at the bus door.

“I don’t need to make a trip, I can just call and complain.

No. 8 bus conductor Fang Yajuan, right? I remember. "

Fang Yajuan quickly covered her name tag on her chest. She forgot that there was a complaint phone number on the car door, and she even forgot that she was wearing a work badge.

Shan Yu gave her a mocking look, but it was too late even if she covered it.

Fang Yajuan knew that she had encountered a tough situation today. In order to hold on to her job, she could only compromise and let Shan Yu get 50 cents.

Shan Yu looked at her flattering expression and thought that he had other things to do today and really didn't have time to argue with her, so he obeyed her wishes.

She reached into her bag and took out fifty cents.

After Fang Yajuan received the money, she tore a bus ticket for her and left quickly.

But the people on the bus who were overcharged were not happy, especially the young girl who just helped the conductor to scold Shan Yu, who even shouted loudly:

"You refunded my money, why did you charge me more? I just brought an extra baggage, so you asked me to get one more person's ticket, and you refunded me 50 cents!

Otherwise, I will call you and sue you! "

Other people on the bus who wanted the conductor to refund their money also started shouting for Fang Yajuan to refund their money after hearing what the young girl said.

"You give me a dollar back! You just asked me to get an extra dollar!"

Shan Yu listened to the excitement in the car, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.

But she didn't say anything. She looked down at the bus ticket with "5 cents" written in red letters, and felt very strange.

This is a very period thing, and she wants to collect it.

Fang Yajuan's behavior aroused the anger of the people in the car. For the sake of her job, she could only endure her heartache and return all the money she had just put into her pocket.

Shan Yu's body was shaking with the shaking of the car, and her stomach felt uncomfortable. She began to feel nauseated.

When the station was approaching, Fang Yajuan shouted loudly:

"Changchun Primary School is here."

After Shan Yu waited for the bus to stop, he immediately rushed out of his seat.

She held on to the sycamore tree on the side of the road and vomited.

She didn't feel comfortable until she had vomited everything out of her stomach.

She looked back at the No. 8 bus, which had long since disappeared, and decided to go back later, so she might as well walk back.

...........................

Shan Yu was walking on the way to the vegetable market, looking curiously at the small shops on both sides of the street.

In the late 1980s, the economy was already booming.

Both sides of the street are already filled with various small shops. There are so many kinds of them that Shan Yu can't even see them with his eyes.

Sugiha looked at the almost uniform signboards with red letters on a white background and sighed again: the characteristics of the times.

The wet market is very close to the bus stop, less than a kilometer away, on the right side of Changchun Road Primary School.

Shan Yu came out early. Although the elementary school had not ended yet, many parents were already waiting on the road in front of the elementary school to pick up their children.

It seemed that she had to hurry up and buy things, otherwise when the children got out of school, the road in front of the elementary school would soon start to be congested.

Shan Yu walked quickly towards the vegetable market, but a little boy wearing a suit and black leather shoes at the entrance of the elementary school caught her attention.

The little boy was wearing a small suit, and his hair was shaved very short. He had an energetic crew cut, and he looked upright like a little adult.

Shan Yu watched him walking around in front of the elementary school in a strange way, and then glanced at the tightly closed door of the elementary school in a strange way.

It's strange, the elementary school is not over yet, how did this little boy get out?

But she didn't pay any more attention to the little boy. She looked up at the street corner with the words "Changchun Road Wet Market" written on it, and walked straight in.

There are many shops in the vegetable market, selling a wide variety of products, mixed with some shops selling various groceries.

However, the wet market still mainly sells vegetables, meat and seasonings.

Many shops in the wet market sell these things.

She thought about the empty food jars in the kitchen and decided to buy some staple food first: rice and noodles.

Then go buy some eggs, meat, chicken, fish and vegetables.

She walked to the shop that said: Rice, flour, grain and oil.

He looked at the proprietress wearing a dark blue apron at the counter and asked loudly:

"Boss Boss, what are the prices of rice, flour, grain, and oil?"

The proprietress of the shop knew that Shan Yu came from a good family just by looking at her clothes. This is the big customer, she asked with a smile;

"What oil do you want?"

Shan Yu looked around, but she didn't see anything special. Oils in the 1980s were all packed in uniform white plastic barrels with no words printed on them, so she asked:

"What kind of oil do you have?"

"Soybean oil, sesame oil, and rapeseed oil are all available. Which one do you want?"

Shan Yu looked at the oil in small glass bottles on the counter and asked:

"Canola oil also comes in small bottles like sesame oil?"

“Sesame oil is expensive, and people who buy it don’t want much, and they still have to pay for it, so they all come in small bottles.

Soybean oil and rapeseed oil are both in large barrels. You can buy them without a ticket, and you can get as much as you want. "

Shan Yu walked around the store and was about to speak when suddenly someone shouted on the street of the vegetable market:

"Catch the thief!"