On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 423 Don’t tell your parents, this is our secret

  By the time the two of them arrived in town on Chen Bin's motorcycle, it was already noon.

   Guessing that going to Huang Jianye's house would not be good enough to eat hot food, Yun Mo decided to find a restaurant with Ling Chuan, and called Chen Bin to talk to him about the bamboo weaving factory by the way.

  After eating a full meal and drinking tea while sitting, Yun Mo and Ling Chuan went to Huang Jianye's house with their things.

  Huang Jianye lived in a small courtyard similar to Ling's.

  Seeing Yunmo coming to the door carrying a large bag of things, Song Tingfeng smiled so much that her face turned into a chrysanthemum.

   "Oh, looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, it can be regarded as looking forward to you."

   Entering the house, only seeing Huang Ying and Huang Jin, but not Huang Jianye, Yun Mo asked casually, "Is Third Uncle not at home?"

   "He's at work, he just left for a while, you guys will see him when you come earlier."

  While talking, Song Tingqing took the things in Ling Chuan's hand, and peered into them without any trace, wanting to see what was there.

  Yun Mo explained with a smile: "I originally came here in the morning, but ended up talking to my second aunt a few more times, which delayed the time."

  Song Tingfeng asked casually: "Oh, are you going to the second brother's house first?"

   "Yes, the second uncle and the second aunt were very polite, and gave Ling Chuan a red envelope of 8 yuan and 8 cents, saying that it was all the way."

   Speaking of this, Song Tingfeng couldn't pretend to be stupid, and touched a red envelope with a dry smile.

   "Xiao Ling, right? Come on, this is a wish from your second uncle and I. I hope you will spend a lifetime with Yunmo and Hemeimei."

  Not to mention anything else, these words are pleasant to hear. Yunmo felt comfortable, so she turned to talk to Huang Ying and Huang Jin.

  Not familiar with the siblings, Yunmo casually asked about their exam results.

  Unexpectedly, Huang Ying, who was in the first grade of junior high school this year, did quite well, ranking third in her class.

  Gold is much worse, and it is also because of the lack of determination at a young age. Chinese and mathematics, the two subjects add up to less than 100 points.

  Using the cover of her backpack, Yunmo took a hero's pen from the space and gave it to Huang Ying as a gift.

  In this era, it is not easy for rural girls to go to school, and it is even more difficult to learn well.

   Leaving aside her personal views on Song Tingfeng, she hopes in her heart that this method can inspire Huang Ying to study hard and get out of the miserable pit of the township.

   It's not that she is prejudiced against townships, but that in this day and age, girls' outlets and development are really narrow.

  The elder sister has a gift, and the younger brother is naturally not immune.

  Yunmo gave Jin an unused draft book and a box of pencils with eraser tips.

  I hope that the other party will do more questions and less playful.

   "Ah, isn't this fountain pen cheap? Look at the nib, it's shining like gold. Could it be gold?"

   "It's just a layer of gold powder on the surface."

  After listening to Yunmo's explanation, Song Tingfeng smiled and said, "Gold plating is also gold, isn't this fountain pen expensive?"

   "I bought them in Jiangshi, 5 yuan each."

  In fact, this pen is a mid-to-high-end model in the Hero brand series. One pen costs 15 yuan. The nib is made of high-quality iridium alloy, which is more wear-resistant and durable than ordinary iridium gold pens.

  Worried that Song Tingfeng would resell the pen after learning the real price of the pen, Yun Mo deliberately lowered the price.

   Sure enough, the smile on Song Tingfeng's face faded instantly when he heard that the pen was only worth 5 yuan.

   "This gold-plated fountain pen is so cheap? I thought it would cost more than ten or twenty yuan."

  Yun Mo explained with a smile, "Gold is also different, 18K gold is not very valuable."

  5 yuan is just 5 yuan. Anyway, I bought it from a big city, which is better than spending 2 yuan at a stationery store in the town.

  Song Tingfeng returned the pen to her daughter, "Put it away, if you lose it, let's see how I will deal with you."

  Huang Ying held the pen tightly in her hand, her expression was full of love and joy.

  Compared to Song Tingfeng who cares about the price of pens, Huang Ying's liking is much simpler and purer.

  The streamlined metal pen body is cool and round in the hand, full of weight but not too heavy. The silver-white cap and pure black pen body make the pen look simple and elegant yet high-end.

  The English teacher in the class also has an identical pen. She often sees the English teacher using this pen to correct homework and prepare lessons at the desk.

  She never dreamed that one day, she would own the same pen.

   "Thank you cousin!"

   "You're welcome, work hard, and I'll give you a better one when you go to high school."

"Um!"

  Huang Ying pressed the pen tightly to her chest, and the smile on her face was brighter than spring flowers.

  Seeing that Yunmo treats her daughter so well, Song Tingfeng couldn't help but mention her son Jinjin, "Yunmo, Jinjin is also your cousin, you can't favor one over another."

  Yunmo looked at Jin, who was also looking at her with a silly look.

   "Golden, if you can enter the top three in the class at the end of next year's semester, I will also give you a pen."

   Jin Jin was obviously not interested in the pen, so he pouted and said, "I want a toy machine gun!"

  The toy machine guns of this era are still in the model stage, they are just appearances, and the price is cheap, you can buy them for a few dollars.

  Yunmo readily agreed.

   There was nothing to say to Song Tingfeng, after sitting for a while, Yunmo found an excuse to leave.

   Not long after walking out of Huang's house, Huang Ying caught up.

   "Cousin, this is for you."

   is a notebook with a blue plastic cover.

  The notebook itself is not thick, only 20 or 30 pages, but I don’t know what is put in it, it is bulging.

  Yunmo didn't answer, "What is this?"

  Huang Ying blushed, "It's the candy wrappers I collected myself. I don't have any other gifts for you. This is my favorite candy wrapper. I give it to you."

  Yunmo took the notebook, opened it, and found that each page was pasted with candy wrappers on the front and back, and each one was different. There were a total of ten pages pasted, with a total of forty or so candy wrappers.

   Collecting these things is really not an easy task for a rural girl with poor supplies.

   "How long did it take you to collect this?"

  Huang Ying thought about it seriously, "Since the second grade, this book was my teacher's reward for being the first in the final exam of the first grade."

  Hearing this, Yunmo couldn't help teasing the other party, "It took six years to collect these, are you really willing to give them to me?"

   "Yes." Huang Ying nodded shyly.

   "Okay, I accept it."

  Yunmo put the candy paper into her backpack, then took out a notepad, wrote down her address in Jiang City, and gave it to the other party.

   "If you encounter any difficulties in your studies in the future, you can write to me."

  Huang Ying took the note and nodded heavily.

   "Don't tell your parents, this is our secret, huh?"

  Huang Ying nodded again.

   "We are leaving, you go back."

  Yun Mo stretched out her hand and rubbed the opponent's head before turning and leaving.

  As soon as Huang Ying stepped into the house, she was stopped by Song Tingfeng in the yard.

   "What did you sneak out just now?"

  Huang Ying subconsciously clenched the note in her palm, "I gave my candy paper to my cousin."

  Hearing that it was a candy paper book, Song Tingfeng stopped caring about her.

  (end of this chapter)