Chapter 150 Three Turns and One Ring

Grandma Chen listened to these women who were blinded by money and had no foresight talking about Bai Naihan and Yun Qinghuan. Their words were full of sourness. She curled her lips and snorted coldly, "I don't know who said behind the scenes that Yun Zhiqing was a widow and it was a high marriage for her to marry a widower. They also said that the boy from the Bai family had a lame leg and it was a blessing for him to marry a fool who could have children. Why are they envious of them now?"

"This ugly behavior of currying favor with the powerful is really not afraid of being laughed at!"

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

Many women were left looking at each other in bewilderment and shut up.

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

The black and white photos of this era are unique.

Many people in modern times still deliberately take photos of this era.

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

She got off the bullock cart, calmly combed her hair, and then combed her hair in front of the glass of the mall next to her.

An An was also very vain, looking at her face in front of the glass to see if there was anything else stuck on it.

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

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

Yun Qinghuan was stunned when she heard the man's words, and then turned around and asked him, "Do you have money? Do you have a bicycle ticket?"

Bicycles are not cheap these days, costing more than a hundred, and it's not easy to get a ticket.

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

"No need, right? I don't think you go to town often."

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

The man could see her distress and hesitation, and smiled and said, "It's okay, I can still afford it, and there will be more places where I will use bicycles in the future."

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

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

If he still worked in the town as in the original book, it would be much more convenient to have a bicycle.

The man smiled again and said, "Besides, other people's families require three turns and one ring for the betrothal gift when they get married. Qinghuan, do you want it? I'll buy it for you."

I can't let her down.

Yun Qinghuan's eyes widened, looking at the man, a little confused about why he said this?

It was obvious that the two of them were in a fake marriage, so they didn't have to follow the etiquette of marriage in this era.

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

She didn't lie. The three turns and one ring in this era refer to radios, sewing machines, bicycles and watches.

The man had already bought her a watch, and he also wanted to buy a bicycle. As for the sewing machine, there was one at home, but Yun Qinghuan was not interested in the radio.

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

Those who could afford the three turns and one ring in this era were all generous, and it also showed their attention to the new daughter-in-law. Few people in the city really prepared the three turns and one ring when marrying a daughter-in-law.

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

When the man saw that she rejected it, he just smiled, thinking that he would see what she liked and buy it for her directly, or give her the money directly?

She was so anxious to finish the manuscript yesterday, was she short of money?

A flash of heartache flashed in her eyes.

Yun Qinghuan naturally didn't know what the man was thinking. After this topic was passed, she felt relieved.

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

Then she sent the manuscript to Guangming Newspaper, emphasizing the expedited publication.

After sending the letter, Yun Qinghuan felt relieved. Anyway, she was doing her best and leaving the rest to fate.

She could help Lu Juan, but she couldn't help.

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

The photo studios of this era were also very simple, without the fancy feeling of modern times. 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 the staff inside came up to greet her, asking in a lukewarm manner, "Do you want to take a photo?"

"Yes."

Yun Qinghuan responded.

The staff looked at the family of three, his eyes lit up, probably because he had never seen such a high appearance, his attitude became a little better, and asked them what they wanted to take the photo. Yun Qinghuan said a few words, and he nodded and wrote them down one by one.

But even though Yun Qinghuan said her own requirements, the final photo was taken 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. The photo of the two of them was to be taken back for the job, 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, it cost seven or eight yuan.

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

Yun Qinghuan was shocked. It was indeed very expensive.

When taking a photo of two people, the photographer kept nagging, "Hey, you two get closer, the male comrade puts his hand on the female comrade's shoulder, and the female comrade leans her head on the male comrade's shoulder, be more intimate, right! That's it!"

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

Shouted all the way.

Yun Qinghuan was embarrassed, and the man was probably embarrassed too. He sat on the bench with his body stiff, and didn't dare to move his arm on her shoulder.

Yun Qinghuan leaned on his shoulder and felt that his body temperature was very hot, and even his heartbeat accelerated several times.

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

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

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

But when it came time to choose the photos, she was a little frustrated. All the photos had the photographer's own style, and the atmosphere was very similar to the photos in front of his studio, which was completely different from the style she described.

Yun Qinghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief after picking out a few photos that looked good.

On the contrary, the photographer was very satisfied with his photos, and finally negotiated with Yun Qinghuan, "Comrade, if you agree to put the photos of your family of three in front of the studio, I can give you two extra photos."

Yun Qinghuan looked at the man, and the man looked at her. In the end, Yun Qinghuan nodded and agreed. She would never refuse the free photos.