Chapter 211: Developing photos, expedited



On the day of departure, as Song Fuyu had expected, Jin Kai was unable to lift Tong Youyou's luggage.

"Youyou, why don't we take some out? There are too many. It's inconvenient to catch the train."

In the past two days, she had been telling him that she had prepared this and that, and he just let her do whatever she wanted. But he didn't expect that she had prepared so much of everything, which probably weighed dozens of kilograms in total.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to take it, but it’s really difficult to take it.

"Let's just pack some luggage and the food we need to eat on the train for the next two days. I'll take you home, and my parents will be happy enough to see you. There's no need to pack so many local specialties. My parents rarely eat at home. Most of the time they eat in the cafeterias at their respective workplaces."

"I mainly don't know what your parents like."

"The things are secondary. What they like is you as a person. Just go."

In the end, Jin Kai took out about half of the things and put them back into Tong Youyou's locker.

"Are you all ready? If you don't leave now, Uncle Lin's ox cart will leave soon."

Song Fuyu locked the door and called out to the people next door.

"Okay, I'll be right out."

As soon as Jin Kai came out with his things, she realized that their luggage had been reduced by a large amount.

Yesterday she went next door to take a look at the things Tong Youyou had prepared, and tried to lift them, but it was a bit difficult.

She couldn't even lift it with her great strength, let alone Jin Kai.

They left home at about six o'clock, took a bullock cart, and then a bus. At a quarter past ten, they arrived at Qinshi Railway Station.

"Sister-in-law, have you seen the friend that Brother Yan helped buy the tickets for?"

Jin Kai put down his things and rubbed his sore wrist.

"Yes, he sent us a telegram asking us to wait for him in front of the station entrance at twelve o'clock. It's still early now, so let's find a clean place to sit for a while."

While waiting for someone, Song Fuyu took a few photos of Jin Kai and Tong Youyou with his camera, and also took two photos for himself.

These photos, when kept in the future, will become memories unique to this era.

"You've only been back from Beijing for over a month, why are you leaving again? And you're going alone."

"There's something I need to do."

She had discussed with Yan Ziyuan before that they would not tell anyone else until all matters were dealt with, after all, this was the Yan family's family affair.

I don’t know what the purpose of the person who “changed the child” was. In order not to alert the enemy, it is better to keep a low profile.

Besides, it would be very shameful to tell others that the child of a military leader was replaced.

Nearing twelve o'clock, Song Fuyu finally met Yu Qiming.

"Brother Yu, I'm sorry to bother you again this time."

"You're welcome. It's just a short walk."

"These are some specialties from the village. I hope you don't mind."

She handed over a bag full of mountain products.

"Sister-in-law, you are too polite. Many of the specialties in this village are delicious. We usually live in the city and can't eat them at all."

He could tell that Yan Ziyuan's wife brought it specially for him, so he took it with a smile.

"Hurry up and check your tickets and go into the station. There are still about forty minutes left."

"Okay, we'll leave first, thank you~"

Not long after entering the station, the three of them boarded the train to Beijing.

"Huh~ I feel even more nervous. What should I do?"

"Stay calm. After two days on the train, no matter how many emotions you have, they will all disappear in the end. You just want to get off the train quickly and walk a few steps on the ground outside."

Yu Qiming helped them buy two lower bunks and one middle bunk.

Despite Jin Kai's urging, Song Fuyu refused the lower bunk without hesitation and chose to sleep on the middle bunk instead.

Let the young couple flirt with each other on the lower bunk while she lies on the upper bunk and goes to sleep.

At around nine o'clock in the morning on the third day, the train finally arrived at the station.

"Sister-in-law, has Brother Yan arranged for someone to pick you up?"

"He didn't say, but I guess Uncle Wu will come to pick me up."

Her guess was correct. As expected, she saw Wu Xingmin at the exit.

"Uncle Wu, we are here."

Song Fuyu waved to Wu Xingmin who kept looking into the crowd.

The other party was also very happy to see her and hurried forward to take the luggage from her hand.

"You must be tired from the journey. When Ziyuan called the commander two days ago and told him that he was coming back, we all thought he was joking."

"Uncle Wu, long time no see. My sister-in-law is the only one in your eyes. I have been standing next to you for such a long time, but you didn't even glance at me. It's so sad."

"You little brat, you've been in the countryside for a few years, why are you still so naughty?"

Wu Xingmin actually saw him, but he was so busy talking to Song Fuyu that he didn't have time to pay attention to him.

"Uncle Wu, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Tong Youyou."

"Uncle Wu, hello."

"Hello~"

"Not bad, not bad, Akai finally brought his partner home."

"You don't know, your mother is really worried about your marriage, and she often talks to your grandmother Yan and Aunt Qin."

"My mother doesn't know that I'm dating someone yet, so I came back this time to give her a surprise."

“It will be a surprise indeed.”

"Okay, don't stand here, let's talk in the car."

"Uncle Wu, do you know where I can get my photos developed? I want to get them developed."

"Do you want to go now?"

"If it's on the way, I'd like to go now."

"Okay, get in the car first. There is a photo studio a few minutes' drive from the train station."

Uncle Wu parked the car in front of the photo studio. Song Fuyu didn't let them get out of the car. He took the camera and walked in.

"Hello comrade, can I develop the photos of half a roll of film?"

"Okay, I'll go to the darkroom and cut it for you."

"You wash all the photos you take, right?"

"Yes, it's troublesome."

The studio staff took the camera she handed over and took it into the inner room.

Not long after, he came out with a camera.

"There are thirteen sheets that need to be washed. Thirty cents a sheet. Come pick them up tomorrow afternoon."

"Can't we get it today?"

"Yes, but it needs to be expedited, and it will cost 40 cents per copy."

"Okay, I'll expedite it. Can you print two copies of each photo for me?"

After paying the deposit, I took the receipt and returned to the car.

"I'm fine, Uncle Wu, let's go back."

"I'll have to trouble you to give me another ride at four o'clock this afternoon."

"It's okay. You're home. The chief probably won't be going anywhere, so I have nothing else to do."

After returning to the compound, Wu Xingmin first sent Jin Kai and the others to his grandfather's house, and then stopped the car in front of the Yan family's door.

Just when they were still a hundred or two hundred meters away from the Yan family, Song Fuyu saw Grandpa Yan stand up and stretch his neck to look in their direction.

But when he saw the car coming, he sat back in his chair, with a proud look on his face, pretending nothing had happened, and fiddled with the chess pieces in the yard with his head down.

"Grandpa, I'm back."

"Although I am old, I am not deaf, I can hear you~"

Song Fuyu ignored his grandfather's inconsistency and let him pretend for a while.

"Shouldn't we arrive at the station at 9:20? Why are you getting home only now?"

After Wu Xingmin drove out, Grandpa Yan had been waiting and calculating the time. As a result, he arrived half an hour later than he expected.

"That's because I brought you something good, in a glass bottle, and I was afraid it might get damaged, so I drove a little slower."

"If it's broken, you'll be even more upset."

"Brought it for me?"

"Of course, it's definitely good stuff."

Song Fuyu patted the luggage bag in his hands and smiled proudly.


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