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

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? "

"You are really not afraid of people laughing at your ugly behavior!"

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

Many women were left looking at each other and shut their mouths.

On the other side, 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 create photos that are characteristic of this era.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

Bicycles are not cheap these days, costing over a hundred or more, and major tickets are hard to come by.

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

"No need, right? I feel like I don't go to town that often."

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 obviously saw 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."

At this point, his eyes narrowed slightly.

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

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

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

She can't be wronged.

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 had a fake marriage, and there was no need to follow the etiquette of marriage in this era.

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

She was not lying. In this era, three turns and one snap referred to radios, sewing machines, bicycles and watches.

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

Thinking about it this way, there is really nothing to buy.

In this era, those who can give three-turn and one-ring betrothal gifts are generous, and it also shows the importance they attach to the new wife. It is rare for a wife to marry in the city to actually prepare the three-turn and one-ring.

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

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 so anxious to finish the manuscript yesterday. Was she short of money?

There was a flash of distress in his eyes.

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

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

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

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

She could help with Lu Juan's affairs, but there was nothing she could do if she really couldn't.

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.

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

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

"right."

Yun Qinghuan responded.

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.

But even if Yun Qinghuan stated his request, the final photo shoot still followed 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. The photo of the two of them was taken back for business, after all, the mother-in-law was still watching.

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

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 stunned, it was indeed very expensive.

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

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

Yelling all the way.

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

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

The atmosphere between them was scorching hot.

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

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

But when I was choosing the 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 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. In the end, Yun Qinghuan nodded and agreed, not wanting the free photo.