After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried. Chapter 150

Grandma Chen listened to these money-minded women talking about Bai Naihan and Yun Qinghuan. Her words were full of sourness. She curled her lips and snorted, "I didn't know who was behind it at the beginning." It is said that Yun Zhiqing, a widow, will marry a widower if she can, and the boy from the Bai family is lame, and marrying a fool who can have children is a high price. Why are everyone envious of them now? "

 “This ugly behavior of following the crowd is really not afraid of people's laughter!”

Grandma Chen has lived for half her life and has her own temper. She is not afraid that this group of people will be angry when they hear this. After saying this, she turned around and left.

Many women were left behind, looking at each other and shutting up.

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

The black and white photos of this era are unique.

In modern times, many people even deliberately take photos that are characteristic of the era.

Yun Qinghuan was very embarrassed, and the man was probably embarrassed too. He sat stiffly on the bench and didn't dare to move his arms on her shoulders.

The photo studios of this era were also very simple, without the fancy modern feel. There were a few photos with the characteristics of the times placed at the door of the photo studio, which should be sample photos.

But when I was choosing photos, I was a little broken. All the photos had the photographer's own style. They had a very similar atmosphere to the photos in front of his photo studio, which was completely different from the style she said.

Yun Qinghuan looked at his legs. In fact, he was still a little lame when walking, but it was not very obvious. Thinking that he would work in the town's steel factory in the original novel, he shut up.

 At this point, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

 After all, these four items alone cost five to six hundred yuan, the net salary of an ordinary worker without food or drink for two years.

"right."

Yun Qinghuan walked in and was greeted by the staff inside, who asked with a lukewarm attitude, "Do you want to take pictures?"

 The man nodded, "I have money and tickets."

Yun Qinghuan naturally didn't know what the man was thinking. After the topic was ignored, she breathed a sigh of relief.

 You can't ever wrong her.

After sending the letter, the three of them walked straight to the photo studio. Fortunately, the photo studio was not far away, just a few dozen meters away at the entrance of the alley.

Yun Qinghuan responded.

The atmosphere between them was so hot that it was scorching.

 Looking at it this way, there is really nothing to buy.

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

A few people went to the post office first. Yun Qinghuan also wrote a special letter to the Yun family, telling them that she had remarried to Bai Naihan and no longer had to worry about her marriage.

The photographer was quite satisfied and clicked the shutter several times.

Even though she was dressed up, Yun Qinghuan's hair was still a little messy and her clothes were wrinkled after riding a bullock cart all the way to the town.

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

When we were taking a group photo of two people, the photographer kept nagging, "Hey, you two come closer, the **** man puts his hand on the lesbian's shoulder, and the female **** puts her head on the **** man's shoulder, get closer, that's right! That's right!" !”

The staff member looked at the family of three, and his eyes lit up. He probably had never seen such a good-looking person before, and his attitude became a little better. He asked them about their photo requirements. Yun Qinghuan said a few words, and he nodded and took note of them. Got off.

 Yelling all the way.

She got off the bullock cart and calmly straightened her hair. She looked at the glass of the shopping mall next to her and straightened her hair.

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

Yun Qinghuan's eyes widened and she looked at the man, a little confused as to why he said this.

 It was obvious that the two people were in a fake marriage, and they did not need to follow the etiquette of marriage in this era.

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

 Seeing that she rejected it, the man just smiled, thinking that he would see what she liked and buy it for her directly, or give her money directly? She was rushing to finish the manuscript yesterday. Was she short of money?

 A flash of distress flashed in his eyes.

 The man has already bought her a watch, and he also wants to buy a bicycle. As for the sewing machine, which he has at home, Yun Qinghuan is not interested in the radio.

Yun Qinghuan still thinks that bicycles are too expensive for the price of goods in this era, but when he thinks that if he has a bicycle, he can go to town whenever he wants. It is much more convenient and a little exciting.

The man could see her distress and hesitation, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I can still afford it, and I will use the bicycle more in the future."

 Riding a bicycle is very fast. You can reach the town in half an hour, and you don't have to suffer like riding a bullock cart.

The man smiled again and said, "Besides, when other people get married, the bride price requires three turns and one ring. Qing Huan, do you want it? I'll buy it for you."

  If you go to work in the town as in the original work, it will be much more convenient to have a bicycle.

But even though Yun Qinghuan stated his requirements, the final shooting was still done according to the photographer's own rhythm.

 An An is also very beautiful. She looks at the glass to see if there is anything else stuck on her face.

Yun Qinghuan was shocked when he heard what the man said, and then turned around and asked him, "Do you have money? Do you have a bicycle ticket?"

The man was standing behind with his things, watching the mother and son in front of him arranging their clothes with doting eyes, and suddenly said, "Why don't we also buy a bicycle, so that we won't have to suffer so much when we come to town again."

Yun Qinghuan was shocked, it was indeed very expensive.

After sending the letter, Yun Qinghuan felt relaxed. Anyway, she was doing her best to obey fate.

But An An was still looking at them curiously, and Yun Qinghuan did not dare to point it out in front of her children. She could only say, "I'm not interested in three turns and one ring."

 Bicycles are not cheap these days, costing more than a hundred and dozens of dollars, and major tickets are also hard to get.

 “Don't be so stiff, be natural!”

She could help with Lu Juan's matter, but she couldn't help her if she really couldn't.

First the three of them took a photo together, and then Yun Qinghuan and Bai Naihan took a photo together. The photo of the two of them was taken back for business, after all, the mother-in-law was still watching.

In this era, those who can give three-turn and one-ring betrothal gifts are generous, which also shows the importance they attach to the new daughter-in-law. It is rare for a bride to be married in the city to really prepare the three-turn and one ring.

 She was not lying. The three-turn-one-click in this era refers to radios, sewing machines, bicycles and watches.

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

Yun Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief after just picking out a few pictures and looking at them.

On the contrary, the photographer was very satisfied with the photos he took, and finally discussed with Yun Qinghuan, "Comrade, if you agree to put photos of your family of three at the entrance of the photo studio, I can give you two additional photos."

Yun Qinghuan looked at the man, and the man looked at her. Finally, Yun Qinghuan nodded and agreed, not to give up the free photo.

Chapter end