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

Guessing that she wouldn't be able to get a hot meal at Huang Jianye's house, Yun Mo decisively found a restaurant with Ling Chuan, and called Chen Bin to go along, and talk to him about some things related to the bamboo weaving factory.

After eating and sitting down to drink some tea, Yun Mo and Ling Chuan carried their things to Huang Jianye's house.

Huang Jianye lived in a small compound similar to the Ling family's. It wasn't a big place, but it had everything he needed, including a small courtyard the size of a palm.

Seeing Yun Mo coming to the door with a big bag of things, Song Tingfeng smiled so much that her face became like a chrysanthemum.

"Oh, I've been looking forward to seeing you guys coming."

After entering the house, Yun Mo only saw Huang Ying and Huang Jin's brother and sister, but not Huang Jianye. She asked casually, "Third uncle is not at home?"

"He's at work. He just left a while ago. You can see him if you come earlier."

As Song Tingqing spoke, he took the things from Lingchuan's hand and peeked inside inconspicuously, wanting to see what was inside.

Yun Mo smiled and explained: "I originally came here in the morning, but I ended up talking to my second aunt for a few more words, which delayed me."

Song Tingfeng asked casually, "Oh, did you go to my second brother's house first?"

"Yes, my second uncle and aunt were very polite. They gave Lingchuan a red envelope of 8.88 yuan, saying it would bring good luck all the way."

Having said that, Song Tingfeng couldn't play dumb anymore and just smiled dryly while touching a red envelope.

"Xiao Ling, right? Come here. This is a little gift from your uncle and I. We hope you and Yun Mo will live happily together forever."

Apart from anything else, these words were pleasant to hear. Yun Mo felt comfortable listening to them, so she turned around and started talking to Huang Ying and Huang Jin's siblings.

Yun Mo was not familiar with the siblings, so she casually asked about their test scores.

Unexpectedly, Huang Ying, who is in the first grade of junior high school this year, has excellent grades and ranks third in the class.

Huang Jin's performance was much worse, also because he was young and unstable. His scores in Chinese and mathematics combined were less than 100.

Using the cover of her backpack, Yun Mo took out a Hero's pen from the space and gave it to Huang Ying as a gift.

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

Putting aside her personal opinion of Song Tingfeng, she secretly hoped that this method could inspire Huang Ying to study hard and escape from the miserable pit of the township.

It’s not that she is prejudiced against rural areas, but in this era, the prospects and development for girls are really narrow.

Since the elder sister had received a gift, the younger brother naturally could not be spared.

Yun Mo gave Huang Jin an unused draft book and a box of pencils with erasers.

I hope the other person will do more exercises and play less.

"Oh, this fountain pen is not cheap, is it? Look at the tip of the pen, it's shiny and golden, isn't it made of gold?"

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

After listening to Yun Mo's explanation, Song Tingfeng smiled and said, "Gold plating is still gold. Isn't this fountain pen very expensive?"

"I bought it in Jiang City, 5 yuan a stick."

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

Yun Mo deliberately lowered the price because she was worried that Song Tingfeng would resell the pen after learning its true price.

Sure enough, when Song Tingfeng heard that the pen was only worth 5 yuan, the smile on his face faded a lot in an instant.

"This gold-plated fountain pen is so cheap? I thought it would cost at least 10 or 20 yuan."

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

5 yuan is 5 yuan. After all, I bought it from a big city. It’s better than spending 2 yuan at a stationery store in town.

Song Tingfeng returned the pen to her daughter and said, "Keep it safe. If you lose it, I'll punish you."

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

Compared to Song Tingfeng who cares about the price of the pen, Huang Ying's love for it is much simpler and purer.

The streamlined metal pen body feels cool and round to the touch, with a sense of weight but not too heavy. The silver-white pen cap and pure black pen body make the fountain pen look simple and elegant without losing its high-end feel.

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

"Thank you, cousin!"

"You're welcome. Keep up the good work. When you go to high school, I'll give you a better one."

"Um!"

Huang Ying held the pen tightly against her chest, the smile on her face brighter than the flowers in spring.

Seeing that Yun Mo was so kind to her daughter, Song Tingfeng couldn't help but mention her son Huang Jin, "Yun Mo, Huang Jin is also your cousin, you can't favor one over the other."

Yun Mo looked at Huang Jin, and the other party was also looking at her with a silly look.

"Huang Jin, if you can rank among the top three in the class at the end of next year, I will also give you a fountain pen."

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

The toy machine guns of this era were still in the model stage. They were just for show and were cheap, you could buy them for a few dollars.

Yun Mo agreed readily.

There was nothing much to say to Song Tingfeng, so after sitting for a while, Yun Mo found an excuse to leave.

Not long after walking out of the Huang family, Huang Ying caught up with him.

"Cousin, this is for you."

It is a notebook with a blue plastic cover.

The notebook itself is not thick, only about twenty or thirty pages, but I don’t know what’s put inside, it’s bulging.

Yun Mo didn't answer, "What is this?"

Huang Ying's face flushed. "These are candy wrappers that I collected myself. I don't have any other gifts for you. This is my favorite candy wrapper book. I'm giving it to you."

Yun Mo took the notebook and opened it. There were candy wrappers on the front and back of every page. Each one was different. There were about ten pages in total, with about forty candy wrappers in total.

Collecting these things is not an easy task for a rural girl with limited resources.

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

Huang Ying thought about it carefully, "I got this notebook from the second grade. I got first place in the final exam of the first grade, and the teacher gave it to me as a reward."

Hearing this, Yun Mo couldn't help but tease him, "It took you six years to collect these, are you really willing to give them to me?"

"Yeah." Huang Ying nodded shyly.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Yun Mo put the candy wrapper into her backpack, then took out a notebook, 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, okay?"

Huang Ying nodded again.

"We are leaving, you can go back now."

Yun Mo reached out and rubbed the other person'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 just sneak out?"

Huang Ying subconsciously clenched the note in her hand and said, "I gave my candy wrapper to my cousin."

When she heard that it was a candy paper book, Song Tingfeng ignored her.

(End of this chapter)