Grandma Chen listened to these women who had no foresight to see money and talk about Bai Naihan and Yun Qinghuan there, her words were full of sourness, she pursed her lips and snorted coldly, "At the beginning, I didn't know who was behind her back saying that Yun Zhiqing was a widow, and that if she could marry a widower, she would marry a widower, and that the Bai family kid was lame, and that if she could marry a fool who could have children, she would burn high incense, and now why are you envious of the Venerable Master again?" ”

"This ugly state that tends to be inflammatory, and I'm really not afraid of people's jokes!"

Grandma Chen has lived for half her life, she has her own temper, and she is not afraid that this group of people will be angry when she hears this, so she turned around and left after speaking.

Many of the women were left looking at each other and shutting their mouths.

On the other hand, Yun Qinghuan didn't know about Grandma Chen in the village speaking for the two of them, but was already looking forward to the photo studio in this era.

The black-and-white photographs of this era are unique.

In modern times, many people deliberately engage in this kind of era feature photos.

Even if he dressed up, but he swayed all the way to the town in an ox cart, Yun Qinghuan's hair was still a little messy, and his clothes were wrinkled.

She got out of the bullock cart, calmly cut her hair, and compared it to the glass of the shopping mall next to her, she cut her own hair.

An An is also very smelly and beautiful, looking at the glass to see if there is anything else on her face.

The man stood behind with his things, and watched the mother and son in front of him tidy up their clothes with doting eyes, and suddenly said, "Why don't we buy a bicycle too, so that we won't be so guilty when we come to town again." ”

It's fast to ride a bike, and you can get to town in half an hour, and you don't have to suffer like a bullock cart.

When Yun Qinghuan heard the man's words, he was stunned, and then turned around and asked him, "Do you have money?" Do you have a bike ticket? ”

Bicycles in these years are not cheap, they cost a hundred or dozen, and it is not easy to get the main tickets.

The man nodded, "I have money and a ticket." ”

"Don't you need it? It doesn't feel like I go to town very often. ”

Yun Qinghuan still felt that bicycles were too expensive for the prices of this era, but he thought that if he had a bicycle, he could go to the town whenever he wanted, which was much more convenient and a little moved.

The man saw her distress and hesitation, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I can still afford it, and besides, there will be more places to use bicycles in the future." ”

At this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yun Qinghuan looked at his legs, in fact, he was still a little lame when he walked, but it was not very obvious, and he also shut up when he thought that he was going to work in the town's steel mill in the original book.

If you go to work in the town as in the original book, it is still much more convenient to have a bicycle.

The man smiled again, "Besides, when other people's families get married, the bride price is required to be turned three times and one ring, Qinghuan, do you want it?" I'll buy it for you. ”

You can't wronged her.

Yun Qinghuan's eyes widened, looking at the man, a little puzzled, why did he say this?

Obviously, the two of them are sham marriages, so they don't need to follow the etiquette of marriage in this era.

But An An still looked at them curiously, and Yun Qinghuan didn't dare to pick it out in front of the child, so he could only say, "I'm not interested in three turns and one ring." ”

She wasn't lying, the three turns and one ring of the day meant the radio, the sewing machine, the bicycle and the watch.

The watch man has already bought it for her, and the bicycle man also wants to buy it, as for the sewing machine at home, the radio Yun Qinghuan is not interested.

When you think about it, there's really nothing to buy.

In this era, the bride price that can be given three turns and one ring is a big one, and it also shows the importance of the new daughter-in-law.

After all, these four things alone cost five or six hundred yuan, and the net salary of an ordinary worker who did not eat or drink for two years.

Seeing that she vetoed, the man just smiled, thinking that when the time comes, he will see what she likes, and buy it for her directly, or give her money directly, right?

Yesterday, she was so anxious to rush the manuscript, she was short of money, right?

A touch of distress flashed in his eyes.

Yun Qinghuan naturally didn't know what the man was thinking in his heart, and after this topic was omitted, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Several people went to the post office first, and Yun Qinghuan also wrote a letter to the Yun family, telling them that he had remarried Bai Naihan and didn't have to worry about his marriage anymore.

Then he sent the manuscript to the Guangming Newspaper, which emphasized urgent publication.

After sending the letter, Yun Qinghuan's whole person became relaxed, anyway, she was doing her best to obey the fate of heaven.

She can help Lu Juan's affairs, but she can't help if she can't help it.

After sending the letter, the three of them went straight to the photo studio, fortunately the photo studio was not far away, dozens of meters away from here, at the mouth of the alley.

The photo studio of this era is also very simple, without the feeling of bells and whistles in modern times, and there are a few photos of the times at the door of the photo studio, which should be samples.

Yun Qinghuan walked in, and the staff inside greeted him, and asked lukewarmly, "Do you want to take pictures?" ”

"Yes."

Yun Qinghuan responded.

The staff looked at the family of three, his eyes lit up, probably he hadn't seen such a high appearance, his attitude was a little better, and asked them to take pictures, Yun Qinghuan said a few words, and he wrote them down one by one.

But even if Yun Qinghuan said his request, in the end, he still took pictures according to the photographer's own rhythm.

First, the three of them took a photo together, and then Yun Qinghuan and Bai Naihan took a photo together, and the photo of the two of them was taken back to hand it over, after all, the mother-in-law was still staring.

In the end, the three people took one by one, a total of five photos, plus the wasted negatives, which cost seven or eight dollars.

No wonder taking pictures is a luxury in this era, just a few photos are almost worth half a month's salary.

Yun Qinghuan was staggered, it was indeed very expensive.

When the two of them were taking a group photo, the photographer kept nagging, "Hey, you two get closer, the gay man puts his hand on the lesbian's shoulder, and the lesbian rests her head on the gay's shoulder, be intimate, right!" That's it! ”

"Don't be so stiff, be natural!"

Shouting all the way.

Yun Qinghuan was very embarrassed, and the man was probably also embarrassed, sitting on the bench with a stiff body, and his arms on her shoulders didn't dare to move.

Yun Qinghuan leaned on his shoulder, feeling that his body temperature was very hot, and even his heartbeat was several points faster.

The atmosphere between each other is scorching and a little hot.

The photographer was quite satisfied, and pressed the shutter several times.

After the group photo was taken, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I picked out the photos, I was a little devastated, all the photos are very similar to the photographer's own style, and the atmosphere of the few photos in front of his photo studio is very similar, and the style of her is very different.

I picked a few photos from it and looked at it, and Yun Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, the photographer was very satisfied with his own photos, and finally discussed with Yun Qinghuan, "Comrade, if you agree to put the photos of your family of three at the door of the photo studio, I can also send you two additional photos." ”

Yun Qinghuan looked at the man, the man also looked at her, and finally Yun Qinghuan nodded and agreed, don't give the photos in vain.

(End of chapter)