"What is it?" Little Rice Cake is precocious for her age and loves to listen to gossip. She is curious about everything.
Seeing her parents playing a guessing game, she immediately joined in.
Yun Jin already guessed what it was; He Tingchuan's expression said it all.
She happily took the document bag and excitedly opened the sealed button. She hadn't expected the person to be so thoughtful, not only delivering it but also storing it in a document bag. They were really good at getting things done.
Taking out a whole sheet of eighty monkey stamps from the large file bag, Yun Jin exclaimed, "So beautiful!"
Little Niangao curiously leaned closer to take a look, her eyes widening in disbelief as she looked at her mother with a questioning gaze: "Mom, is this pretty?"
Yun Jin smiled and nodded.
Little Rice Cake's eyes widened as she looked closely: "Mommy, it looks like a monkey up there!"
"Yes, it's a monkey!" A very valuable monkey!
Little Nian Gao carefully observed the scene for a while, then asked curiously, "Mommy, why is it a monkey and not a steamed bun?"
Upon hearing its name, the little dumpling wagged its tail happily and nuzzled her head affectionately.
He Tingchuan looked at the little dumpling who had followed him without saying anything.
This family absolutely cannot do without Doubao!
"Next year is the Year of the Monkey, so the stamps will feature monkeys. When the Year of the Dog comes, the stamps will feature puppies. Mom will buy you lots of Year of the Dog stamps then," Yun Jin promised with a smile, knowing that Xiao Niangao wouldn't understand the allure of the monkey stamps.
Little Rice Cake hugs Bean Bun: "Okay, I want Bean Bun's stamp."
Yun Jin: "......"
That might be a bit difficult.
They wouldn't give me any face by using Doubao's image as a stamp.
Having obtained what she wanted, Yun Jin was overjoyed.
He Tingchuan was a great friend. Knowing that Yun Jin liked them, he didn't just give her one edition, but ten editions of stamps at once. They were still fresh with ink, clearly just published.
A sheet of stamps costs eight yuan, so ten sheets would cost eighty yuan.
Yun Jin asked He Tingchuan, "Did you pay them when you asked them to buy stamps?"
"Just invite him to a disco for a drink another day." His friend had already said that he should treat him.
Yun Jin felt relieved and decided to give the person a 20% discount card so that they could get a 20% discount when they went to the disco in the future.
After Yun Jin got the stamps, she took them to He's parents and asked, "Mom and Dad, would you like to collect stamps?"
Mr. He glanced at the stamps, said nothing, and handed them to him, saying, "Someone gave them to me, saying they have commemorative value. You can take them if you like."
Yun Jin was surprised that He's father also had one. She already had ten of them and was embarrassed to ask for too many: "Why don't you give them to Zizhen and the others, Dad?"
“They don’t like them anyway, you can keep them for fun.” It wasn’t that Dad was biased, it was just that his two grandchildren didn’t have much of a passion for stamps, unlike Yun Jin and Xiao Niangao.
Yun Jin knew that if He's parents found out the price of the monkey stamps later, they would definitely regret giving them all to her. If Yun Jin accepted them like this, who knew what He Ziqian and the others would think in the future?
So, Yun Jin took the stamps to ask He Ziqian, He Zizhen, and Brother He.
The unanimous answer was: "We don't want them. I have a lot of stamps, and my aunt likes to keep them for herself."
Sister-in-law He said, "Our workplace also has some, and they will be issued after the New Year. You don't need to give them to us. Keep the one Dad gave you."
Even if a dark, unremarkable stamp has some collectible value, how much could it possibly be worth?
Sister-in-law He gets stamps every year, so she doesn't care about the monkey stamp at all.
After asking around and confirming that they didn't want it, Yun Jin accepted the stamps from He's father: "I'll save them for Xiao Niangao."
Mr. and Mrs. He had no objections; they liked to pass on their best things to their children and grandchildren.
It's best to save it for the little rice cake.
Yun Jin was worried that the newly printed stamps would stick together, so she stayed up late into the night to lay them out one sheet at a time to dry, not caring about the smell of ink filling the room.
He also warned the little bean bun: "Don't bite the stamp, or I'll break your legs!"
Little Bean Bun: Woof woof!
Mom, don't you love me anymore?
Little Rice Cake protected Little Bean Bun: "Mommy, don't worry, Bean Bun won't do it, Bean Bun is the best!"
Little Bean Bun: "Woof woof woof woof!"
My older sister is the best, I love her the most!
That night, Yun Jin had a wonderful dream. She dreamt that her monkey stamp was auctioned off for an astronomical price, which made her so happy that she couldn't help but laugh out loud in her dream. He Tingchuan was woken up by her laughter.
He turned his head to look at the woman beside him who was happily dreaming, and then leaned down to kiss her on the cheek.
He never expected that Yun Jin could be awakened by a kiss.
The thought of her sweet dream being interrupted and demanding compensation from He Tingchuan was something He Tingchuan would readily grant her request. To help her fall asleep quickly, He Tingchuan started working overtime and staying up all night.
Yun Jin almost broke her back.
Her inability to get up the next day was definitely not because she wanted to sleep in; it was because He Tingchuan bullied her.
Not only did they interrupt her sweet dream, but they also made her work overtime for free.
That's outrageous!
The disco plans to close at 3 a.m. on New Year's Eve and continue operating on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
After having lunch early, Yun Jin, the proprietress, took He Tingchuan and Xiao Niangao to a disco so that He Tingchuan could broaden his horizons.
This was He Tingchuan's first time at a disco. Before, he had only seen a construction site, but now he saw a disco that was decorated no less than the nightclubs in the port city, with its spacious hall packed with young people.
The disco was very warm and popular. Everyone was wearing sweaters and jumping around in the lobby. There were handsome men and beautiful women, and all the trendy people came.
These days, if a young person in Beijing hasn't been to a disco for a while, they're considered out of touch and will be laughed at.
Even though a large number of college students return to their hometowns, there are still quite a few local young people in Beijing. Many young people who returned from other places only found out when they got back that a disco had opened in Beijing.
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