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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