Yun Jin escorted He Lifang to the dormitory entrance, said "See you tomorrow," and rode off on her motorcycle with a flourish.
The other female classmates, seeing He Lifang being brought back by motorcycle, asked curiously, "How was the motorcycle ride?"
"Did she really go to the port city?"
"I heard that compared to our city, Hong Kong is a bustling metropolis. How bustling is it? Is it the same as Shanghai?" The speaker was a student from Shanghai, who thought Shanghai was already very bustling.
Is there anything even more bustling?
He Lifang didn't know, but Yun Jin lent her a fashion magazine. She took it out and shared it with her curious classmates. Looking at the outfits in the fashion magazine, they realized that Yun Jin's hairstyle this time was very similar to the one in the magazine.
The jeans she was wearing were a similar pair to those featured in the magazine.
Then look at the silk scarf she's wearing, and the hair clip she takes out when she complains of being too hot. Yun Jin even gave one to He Lifang, and it's the same style as the one in the magazine.
He Lifang then realized that Yun Jin was really good to her, giving her food and other necessities.
Hair clips are really useful; if your hair is all bunched up, you can just grab it with a hair clip.
Someone asked, "How much does the gripper cost?"
He Lifang shook her head: "I don't know either. It was a gift from Yun. She said she bought it especially for me."
Everyone else was incredibly envious of her: "She's so good to you. Why can't I catch her eye? I wish I had a classmate as generous as her."
The female student from Shanghai guessed, "Such a nice claw clip must cost several yuan, right?"
If Yun Jin had known she was there, she would have taken a second look. She was someone who knew her price. Although the claw clip wasn't expensive, it wasn't cheap either. For the consumption level of this era, five Hong Kong dollars was not cheap.
Hair ties only cost a few cents!
Yun Jin returned to the military compound. Xiao Niangao was squatting at the gate with Xiao Doubao. Mother He was chatting with others, glancing at Xiao Niangao every now and then to keep her from running around.
Hearing the unique roar of the motorcycle's generator, Xiao Niangao excitedly ran towards Yun Jin. She stopped the motorcycle, picked up her daughter and put her on the motorcycle. Looking at the bouncing little bean bun, she picked up the bean bun, tossed it on her back, and made it squat down. Then, holding onto her shoulders, she drove back.
After watching Yun Jin, her husband, and their dog ride off on their motorcycle, Mrs. He and the others honked their horns as a farewell and headed back.
Other elderly women laughed and said to He's mother, "Your daughter-in-law is really something. Even the dog is riding a motorcycle, and we don't even have a chance."
He's mother sensed the sourness in her voice and laughed, "If you want to ride a motorcycle, it's simple. Just take some of your retirement pension and buy one for your grandson. My daughter-in-law has connections, and the quality is guaranteed."
The old lady waved her hand: "My meager pension can't buy these things. And there's a 200 yuan service fee. It's too expensive. I can't afford it. I might consider it if you don't charge the service fee."
"Then you can wait until you buy a motorcycle that doesn't require a delivery fee. I'm going back to cook; my daughter-in-law loves my cooking." Mrs. He didn't want to chat with them anymore; her daughter-in-law came back and left happily.
As soon as Mother He left, the gossips turned to the He family: "That He Tingchuan, we thought he was really blind, that even the capital couldn't cure him, but who knew they wouldn't give up and went to Hong Kong for treatment and he got better."
"I heard it cost a lot of money?"
"How many?"
"It seems to be tens of thousands, or even more than a hundred thousand?"
"Duo Shao?" I was shocked. I've never seen more than 100,000 in my life.
"Where did they get their money? They spent it on eye treatments, motorcycles (two bikes cost over 20,000 yuan), and that vegetable basket seller—my wife said it's a big international brand, not cheap!"
They huddled together, speculating about just how wealthy the He family was. They knew that He's mother's ancestors were rich, but they had donated it all away. The broken boat still had three thousand ingots, so they must have hidden a lot of money.
If she hadn't married Mr. He, Mrs. He wouldn't have had such a good life.
All they could say was that Mrs. He was lucky!
Lucky Mrs. He steamed eggs for Xiao Niangao, scrambled cucumbers, and made shredded chicken. It was Yun Jin who ordered the dishes, saying she wanted to eat shredded chicken. She explained how to make it, and Mrs. He made it for her.
The shredded chicken was delicious, the braised pork was also good, and then there was the refreshing smashed cucumber and hot and sour shredded potatoes. The whole family ate it all up.
He Ziqian has been recuperating for a month since he came back, and his legs have recovered quite well. His mother makes bone broth for him every few days, which has made him gain weight.
He Ziqian couldn't wait to recover so he could ride his motorcycle around before it snowed.
It's too cold to ride a motorcycle in Beijing.
During the meal, Mrs. He muttered to herself, "I was away for only a few days during the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day this year, so the holidays can be combined. I wonder if my third son will come back!"
Little Rice Cake raised her hand: "I'm going to call my dad!"
Yun Jin nodded.
The call went through quickly, but He Tingchuan was called over to answer it a while later.
He Tingchuan arrived on foot, still breathless when he answered the phone: "Dad, did you go for a run?"
"No, Daddy ran to answer the phone. Did you miss Daddy, baby?" Hearing his daughter's voice, He Tingchuan's heart softened, and a doting smile appeared on his face. Even his cold voice became gentler.
The operator standing next to her almost thought she had misheard. She never expected that the officer she was talking to on the phone with her daughter would be so gentle, as if he were a completely different person.
"I miss Daddy, Mommy misses him too, and Grandma misses you too. Grandma wants Daddy to come back for National Day. Daddy, can we watch the moon together?" Little Rice Cake said crisply, "Mommy said that during the Mid-Autumn Festival, we should watch the moon and eat mooncakes in the yard."
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