Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 405 Photography
Manager Liu Hong frowned: "Ma'am, I'll buy my cucumbers, and I don't care about you. If you don't want to buy them, how can you stop others from buying them?"

"Why don't you know a good heart!"

Mrs. Wang blushed so much that she had a thick neck, and finally she could only leave embarrassingly. Manager Liu Hong looked not easy to mess with in his outfit.

Manager Liu Hong was about to leave on his bike, but he seemed to have thought of something, turned around and walked up to Liu Changshun.

"Comrade, can you tell me where this cucumber is grown?"

"That can't be." Liu Changshun shook his head.Even if he wanted to say it, the point is that he didn't know.

Manager Liu Hong also realized that there seemed to be some problems with his words, and hurriedly explained: "I don't want to bypass you to buy cucumbers. The price of this one is not expensive at all for me. I am afraid that I will go to the market next time. , can't find you."

Liu Changshun wanted to say something, but was stopped by Liu Changyi. He walked up to Manager Liu Hong and said, "Comrade, don't worry, our brothers have been selling cucumbers here recently, you can come anytime."

"That's good!" Liu Hong hurriedly gave the cucumbers to those old friends, got on his bicycle and left without saying anything.

Liu Changyi held the money, looked at his back, and couldn't believe it, "1 yuan is still cheap? People in the city are so fucking rich!" '

the other side.

Wang Weidong helped Yang Maixiang carry fried dough sticks, steamed stuffed buns and tofu nao, and after the two of them finished eating in the house, they began to make preparations for the wedding banquet.

The venue of the wedding banquet will naturally be in the second state-run canteen, and Director Yao, who is like his own mother, will definitely give the biggest discount at that time.

It's just that the list of guests and the arrangement of seats need to be carefully arranged.

Chinese people pay attention to the order of seniority and order. For such an important occasion as a wedding banquet, if the seating arrangement is not good, it is likely to cause big trouble.

When Liu Hongchang married He Wenhui last time, the He family occupied all the seats.

As the representative of the Liu family, Liu Yunchang actually had to sit under He Wentao, that's why Liu Yunchang made trouble at the wedding banquet and left in a huff.

Naturally, Wang Weidong couldn't make such a mistake this time.

In addition to Liu Yunchang, Wang Weidong also plans to invite the uncle's family. Anyway, now that he has a source of funds, he is not afraid of spending money.

There are also colleagues in the cafeteria, the six sons and a group of apprentices, all must be arranged.

Yang Maixiang also asked Yang's father and Yang's mother yesterday what they meant, and they would not hold a wedding banquet alone, so all the guests of the Yang family came with them.

Add up seven, seven, eight, eight, and there are more than 100 people, not counting children.

These days, there is no such round table for ten people, and the square table in the cafeteria can usually seat six people. That is to say, Wang Weidong must prepare at least nearly twenty tables.

Looking at the number calculated on the red paper, Yang Maixiang frowned: "Is this too much? Why don't we not invite those distant relatives? Even if we invite them, they may not necessarily come."

"Hey, what are you kidding, if we don't invite, it means that we made a mistake first, and we will be poked in the back in the future. Besides, it's just a few tables, and it won't cost much." Wang Weidong said with a smile.

Yang Maixiang is not stupid and sweet, knowing that although Wang Weidong said he was relaxed, the pressure was still great.

And she also heard that Wang Weidong borrowed money for He Wenhui before.

Standing up, he took out a stack of banknotes from the canvas bag hanging beside the bed, and handed them to Wang Weidong: "Brother Hong Chang, here are 230 and twenty cents, which are my savings over the years. Take the flowers first, and if they are not enough , I’ll ask my brother to borrow some more.”

Looking at the banknotes in front of him, Wang Weidong was filled with emotion.

Look, this is a good daughter-in-law who knows how to help men, instead of blindly putting pressure on men, not blindly relying on men.

Wang Weidong was not polite and took the money from his own daughter-in-law. He would pay it back to her in two days anyway.

After arranging the seats, the two rode their bicycles onto the street.

The wedding banquet is about to be held, and the two of them have to buy new clothes.

The most popular popular clothes these days are national style green and worker blue, with family and country feelings integrated, simple clothes and surging hearts.

When it comes to marriage, it's just a matter of celebration, and public clothes are not acceptable.

Wang Weidong took Yang Maixiang's hand and walked to the second floor of Ningzhou Department Store.

"Brother Hong Chang, the clothes on the second floor are too expensive. Let's go to the alley in the back street. I know a tailor, and the clothes he makes are beautiful." Yang Maixiang felt sorry for money and hesitated.

"We're just getting married once, so we're not afraid of spending money." Wang Weidong couldn't help but dragged Yang Maixiang to the clothes counter.

Ningzhou Department Store is the largest department store in Ningzhou City. Many of the clothes in it are imported from other places, and they are very fashionable even in big cities.

"Comrade waiter, please bring that turtleneck red sweater." Wang Weidong pointed to the inside of the counter.

The aunt waiter took a look at Wang Weidong. The young man was well dressed, so she took it and handed it to Wang Weidong: "This is made by the Jingcheng Textile Factory. It costs 15 yuan and two cloth tickets."

When Yang Maixiang heard this, she immediately became anxious. She grabbed Wang Weidong's clothes and muttered in a low voice, "Brother Hong Chang, it's too expensive for half a month's salary."

In the past, Wang Weidong would not be willing to spend so much money on clothes, but now he has a systematic farm, which can produce at least 50 cucumbers a day, and sell them in the market for more than 50 yuan, which is 500 yuan a month. Many pieces.

The clothes that cost more than ten yuan a piece are nothing.

Of course, the key is that this sweater matches Yang Maixiang very well. Yang Maixiang is already very white, but with the red sweater against her, her skin is even fairer.

Yang Maixiang also liked this sweater. After putting it on, she stood in front of the mirror and was reluctant to leave.

"Here, here is the money, please pack it."

Wang Weidong paid the money directly.

Twenty minutes later, the two of them left the department store carrying large and small bags, and Yang Maixiang was so distressed that her heart bleeds.

After just a while, the two spent more than 50 yuan.

"Hey, don't be bored, let's go take wedding photos."

Seeing her wrinkled face, Wang Weidong couldn't help reaching out and scratching her little nose.

"Wedding photos. Elbow, elbow."

Yang Maixiang regained her spirits immediately. Like all girls, she was looking forward to marrying someone she likes and likes herself in the future.

This day has finally come, so it is natural to leave a precious commemoration. When the two of them are old and their youth is gone forever, they can also look at the photos and recall the past.

These days, the photo studio is also state-run. There are brown wooden plaques hanging on the face of the narrow door, and the furnishings in the house are also very old. Only the sample photos on the wall can add a bit of artistic atmosphere.

The photographer saw the young couple coming in hand in hand, stood up from behind the counter and said, "You two, are you going to take a wedding photo?"

"Master, your eyesight is quite good!" Wang Weidong took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket while speaking, and handed it to the photographer.

The photographer is about 50 years old, his hair is slightly longer than normal, and he wears a silver chain on his wrist. He can be regarded as a literary youth of this era.

"Oh, I've been working in photography for half my life, how can I not have this vision?" The photographer lit a cigarette and was about to take out the fee bill. Is it colored?"

"Colored? There are still colored photos?" Yang Maixiang was stunned, and asked subconsciously.She had been photographed before, and had never heard of color photographs.

The photographer looked proud: "You guys are lucky. Not long ago, I went to the capital for a meeting and bought two from my colleagues. I kept them all the time. I think the two of you have a good temperament and are very photogenic. The photos you took are definitely good. Very good, I will take it out."

There are really not many color photos these days. Naturally, we can’t let them go. Wang Weidong smiled and said, “How much are the color photos?”

"Ten yuan for a ten-inch piece." The photographer may feel that the price is too high, and hastily added: "You also know that this kind of negative is very precious. Even in the capital, few photographers have it. So, the price must be a little bit higher.”

"Ten yuan is outrageous, five yuan, just give it to a friend!"

Of course, Wang Weidong couldn't believe his nonsense, he took out a five-yuan bill from his pocket, and patted it on the table.

"Okay, five yuan is five yuan." The photographer slipped the money into his pocket.

Wang Weidong: "."

Nima, this is a profiteer in this era.

Although the master photographer is a profiteer, his photography skills are indeed not bragging, and the shooting was completed in less than 10 minutes.

"I will develop the negatives overnight, and you will pick them up tomorrow."

"Okay, don't waste time."

After leaving the photo studio, Wang Weidong scratched his head in distress. It seems that no matter what era you are in, as long as you go shopping, you always need to spend money.

Well, let's buy some food and cook at home.

Inside the He Family Courtyard.

After breakfast, He Wenhui sat at the writing desk and began to write the review without even washing the bowl.

Wang Weidong's words last night also touched her. She looked up at He Wenyuan, He Wentao, and He Wenda who were playing around in the room, and she felt a sigh of relief.

Before she knew it, her younger brothers and sisters had become like this.

Choose delicious food for meals, and good-looking clothes for clothes. Even the clothes on He Wenyuan's body were changed from quilt sheets bought by Liu Hongchang.

Thinking about these years, these younger brothers and sisters have done nothing serious other than causing trouble.

Every time a disaster happened, He Wenhui and Liu Hongchang came forward to settle it. For this reason, they often spoke good words to others.

Now that Liu Hongchang no longer helped her carry it, she really couldn't carry it.

After playing around for a while, He Wenyuan remembered that he had invited his colleagues to the park to play, walked into the room and said to He Wenhui, "Sister, I went out on your bicycle!"

After finishing speaking, she ran outside without waiting for He Wenhui's answer. In her heart, He Wenhui's things belonged to her, so telling her would be considered as a way of giving her face.

He Wenhui put down her pen and chased to the door, and shouted at her: "Wen Yuan, don't go out today, after I finish writing the self-criticism, you have to do the self-criticism in front of everyone."

"What? Do a self-criticism? You really take the words of the big old Liu seriously!" He Wenyuan stopped, pouted and said: "It's so embarrassing to do a self-criticism, I won't do a self-criticism!"

She is a big girl, and she is already embarrassed to be stared at by so many people, and she has to do a self-criticism, so she won't have to see people in the future.

He Wenhui frowned, and said consolingly, "The review is very short, you only need to read it once, and no one in our compound will laugh at you."

"I won't do it, I want you to do it!"

He Wenyuan was impatient to talk to He Wenhui, and was about to leave while pushing his bicycle, but He Wenhui stopped him.

"Wen Yuan, you are now an adult and have joined the work, don't be ignorant!"

"I'm not sensible!" He Wenyuan's eyes widened, and he looked at He Wenhui as if he were a stranger: "Why are you bullying me with outsiders!"

"No, sister is for your own good! Liu Hongchang is very stubborn now, if he really gets serious and reports to the police station, then you will be in trouble." He Wenhui continued to comfort her softly. In her impression, every time The next time He Wenyuan was angry, she only needed to say a few soft words, and He Wenyuan would reconcile with her as before.

However, this time it was a little different. He Wenyuan believed that He Wenhui hadn't helped him, and didn't listen to her at all.

"Okay, He Wenhui, I understand now. Are you afraid of the old Liu? Let me tell you, you are afraid of him, but I am not. .”

"Oh, you silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about, I am your sister, can I harm you?"

"Hmph, is there such a sister as you? Make your own sister feel ashamed!"

He Wenhui said all the good things, but He Wenyuan didn't want to get in. There was nothing she could do, so she could only yell into the room: "Mom, come and tell Wenyuan."

In fact, Yu Qiuhua had heard the quarrel outside, and the reason why she didn't come forward was because she felt that He Wenhui didn't seem to use all her strength in last night's matter.

At that time, if He Wenhui knelt down directly with Liu Hongchang, would Liu Hongchang have asked He Wenyuan and He Wentao to conduct a self-criticism?
However, Yu Qiuhua is a very sensible person, and he knows that Liu Hongchang is not easy to provoke, so if he is provoked, he really dares to go and find the people from the police station again.

Yu Qiuhua fumbled out of the room, and shouted in the direction of the quarrel between the two: "Wen Yuan, be obedient, it's just a self-criticism, and you won't lose a piece of meat on your body. I don't think anyone in our compound will dare to laugh at you! "

"But, I."

"Don't worry, Mom will help you vent your anger in the future."

"OK then!"

He Wenyuan dared to argue with He Wenhui, but he didn't dare to disobey Yu Qiuhua, because Yu Qiuhua got angry and dared to beat her with a cane.

He Wenhui looked at He Wenyuan who walked back to the house angrily, and she felt a little tired.

It's just that she doesn't have time to rest now, she has to write the review before noon.

The self-criticism is not easy to write either, since it is necessary to show sincere repentance, but also not to put down the attitude too lowly. It took He Wenhui two hours to write a [-]-character self-criticism. .

She handed the self-criticism to He Wenyuan and He Wenhui: "Let's go, now my sister will take you to the gate, and you read it in front of the big guy, and he, Liu Hongchang, will definitely have nothing to say."

Both He Wenyuan and He Wenhui were reluctant, but they had no choice but to walk outside awkwardly with the self-criticism.

(End of this chapter)