"Just a few days ago, the little sister of the Wang family wanted a floral cotton jacket. She was not satisfied with all the fabrics. This piece of floral cloth is good. When my clothes are ready, I will take it to her to see." Zhai Chunyu thought, and accelerated the speed of stepping on the sewing machine.

The county town is not big. Mu Xiu walked around and found a state-owned cloth shop. She had the national food coupons given by Lu Yuan, which was when she used the things in the space to steal the food coupons of the same value.

Now Ermuxiu wants to buy some cotton to go back, but she doesn’t have cloth tickets or cotton tickets, so she wants to stay at the door of the state-owned cloth store to see if she can change some cloth tickets and cotton tickets. Cloth tickets, like cotton tickets, can be used to change cotton.

Mu Xiu waited at the door for a long time, and finally exchanged 7 kilograms of grain coupons for 1 kilogram of cotton coupons for 1 kilogram of cotton coupons. Although it was a bit of a loss, Mu Xiu felt it was worth it.

Most of the quilts used in later generations no longer use cotton, but lighter and warmer silk quilts, wool quilts, camel wool quilts, and polyester fiber-filled quilts. These are even cheaper and easier to use than cotton quilts. There are some silk quilts and wool quilts in the Muxiu space, but they can't be taken out...

After buying cotton, Mu Xiu found another cotton-fueled craftsman with the guidance of the cloth store salesperson and blasted the ten kilograms of cotton into two beds of 5 kilograms of cotton. After the two beds of cotton quilts were much easier to get than ten kilograms of cotton.

It was already evening after these things were done. Mu Xiu looked at the sky. Although she wanted to buy some more things, there was not enough time. Let's wait until next time to buy it.

Mu Xiu put all the things he was going to take back into the basket, and then placed the basket on his chest like a backpack, and walked towards the bus station with a cotton quilt on his back.

The bus station was under the license plate of Zhenping County--Yingwu Village, Mushui was already waiting there.

"Xiu, here." Mu Shui saw Mu Xiu with big bags of small bags from afar. He shouted in surprise and ran towards her.

Mu Xiu also accelerated his steps and walked over. Mu Shui pulled Mu Xiu into the car first and found a seat to sit down. Soon, the carriages were filled with people one after another. The people coming up behind had no seats and could only stand.

"Xiu, where did this quilt come from?" Mushui pointed at the place where Mushui and his seat were placed. The cotton quilt and the backpack were placed there. The cotton quilt was very slap, and the backpack was covered, so it was impossible to tell what was installed inside.

"Dad, I sold the pickles and bought them." Mu Xiuyan just said it, and was pulled by Mushui. She immediately reacted and closed her mouth, almost forgot that she could not sell things privately at this moment.

"Let's talk about it when you go home." Mushui looked at the car nervously, and saw that no one noticed their conversation just now, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After shaking for almost two hours, the father and daughter finally returned to Yingwu Village, and they got off the car at the entrance of the village.

"Carry it for me." Mushui picked up Mu Xiu's bamboo basket and frowned. Why was it so heavy? But he didn't ask too much, but carried it behind his back, and the cotton quilt was held by the father and daughter each holding a bed.

The family was still a little distance from the village entrance. The two of them walked for more than twenty minutes before they got home. They saw a figure standing in front of the door from afar.
Chapter completed!