Chapter 423 Don't tell your parents, this is our secret
By the time the two of them arrived in town on Chen Bin's motorcycle, it was already noon.
Guessing that she wouldn't be able to get a hot meal even after going to Huang Jianye's house, Yun Mo decided to find a restaurant with Ling Chuan, and called Chen Bin to join them, while talking to him about some things about the bamboo weaving factory.
After eating a full meal and sitting and drinking tea, Yun Mocai and Ling Chuan carried their things and went to Huang Jianye's house.
Huang Jianye lives in a small courtyard similar to the Ling family. The place is not big, but it has all the necessary facilities. It also has a small private courtyard as big as a palm.
Seeing Yun Mo coming to the door with a large bag of things, Song Tingfeng smiled so much that her face turned into a chrysanthemum.
"Oh, I look forward to the stars and the moon, and I hope you are here."
Entering the house, she only saw Huang Ying and Huang Jin, but not Huang Jianye. Yun Mo asked casually: "Is the third uncle not at home?"
"He's at work. He just left for a while. You guys should come earlier and see him."
As Song Tingqing spoke, he took the things in Lingchuan's hand and peeked in without leaving any trace, trying to see what was there.
Yun Mo explained with a smile: "I originally came here in the morning, but ended up talking to my second aunt a few more times, which wasted time."
Song Tingfeng asked casually: "Oh, you went to the second brother's house first?"
"Yes, the second uncle and the second aunt were very polite. They gave Lingchuan a red envelope of 8 yuan and 8 cents, saying that it would be paid out along the way."
When it came to this matter, Song Tingfeng couldn't pretend to be stupid and smiled dryly while touching a red envelope.
"Xiao Ling, right? Come on, this is your second uncle's and my wishes. I hope you can live a lifetime with Yun Mo and He Mei Mei."
Apart from anything else, these words sounded pleasant to Yun Mo. She felt comfortable and turned to talk to Huang Ying and Huang Jin.
Not familiar with the siblings, Yun Mo casually asked them about their test scores.
Surprisingly, Huang Ying, who is in the first grade of junior high school this year, did very well and ranked third in the class.
The gold level is much worse, and it's also because of my young age and lack of certainty. The two subjects of Chinese and mathematics don't add up to 100 points.
Yun Mo used the cover of her backpack to take a hero's pen from the space and gave it to Huang Ying as a gift.
In this era, it is not easy for rural girls to go to school, and it is even more difficult for girls to learn well.
Putting aside her personal views on Song Tingfeng, she hoped in her heart that in this way, Huang Ying could be inspired to study hard and get out of the pit of hardship in the countryside.
It's not that she has any prejudice against villages and towns, but that in this era, girls' prospects and development are really narrow.
If the elder sister has a gift, the younger brother will not be spared either.
Yun Mo gave Huang Jin an unused draft book and a box of pencils with erasers.
I hope the other party will do more questions and play less.
"Ah, this pen is not cheap, isn't it? Look at the nib, it's so shiny, it must be gold, right?"
"It's just a layer of gold powder on the surface."
After hearing Yun Mo's explanation, Song Tingfeng smiled and said, "Gold plating is also gold. Isn't this pen expensive?"
"I bought it in Jiang City, it costs 5 yuan a piece."
In fact, this pen is a mid-to-high-end model in the Hero brand series. Each pen costs 15 yuan. The pen tip is made of iridium alloy, which is more wear-resistant and durable than ordinary iridium gold pens.
Worried that Song Tingfeng would resell the pen after learning the true price, Yun Mo deliberately lowered the price.
Sure enough, when she heard that the pen was only worth 5 yuan, the smile on Song Tingfeng's face instantly faded.
"Why is this gold-plated pen so cheap? I thought it only cost ten or twenty yuan."
Yun Mo explained with a smile, "There are differences in gold, too. 18k gold is not very valuable."
Just 5 yuan. After all, I bought it from a big city, which is better than paying 2 yuan at a stationery store in town.
Song Tingfeng returned the pen to her daughter, "Put it away. If you lose it, let's see how I deal with you."
Huang Ying held the pen tightly in her hand, her expression full of love and joy.
Compared with Song Tingfeng who cared about the price of the pen, Huang Ying's liking was much simpler and more pure.
The streamlined metal pen body feels cool and rounded, with a sense of weight but not too heavy. The silver cap and pure black pen body make the pen look simple and elegant yet high-end.
The English teacher in the class also owns an identical pen. She often sees the English teacher using this pen at her desk to correct homework and prepare lessons.
She never dreamed that one day, she would own the same pen.
"Thank you, cousin!"
"You're welcome, work hard, and when you go to high school, I'll give you a better one."
"Um!"
Huang Ying pressed the pen tightly to her chest, and the smile on her face was 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, who was also looking at her, looking silly.
"Gold, if you can get into the top three in the class at the end of next year, I will also give you a 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 prototypes, and they were cheap and could be bought for just a few dollars.
Yunmo happily agreed.
There was nothing to say to Song Tingfeng. After sitting for a while, Yun Mo found an excuse to leave.
Not far out of Huang's house, Huang Ying caught up with her.
"Cousin, this is for you."
It's a notebook with a blue plastic cover.
The notebook itself is not thick, only twenty or thirty pages of paper, but I don't know what was put in it, it is bulging.
Yunmo didn't answer, "What is this?"
Huang Ying's face turned red, "It's the candy wrappers I collected myself. I don't have any other gifts for you. This is my favorite candy wrapper, given to you."
Yun Mo took the notebook and opened it. Every page had candy wrappers on the front and back. Each page was different. There were about ten pages with about forty candy wrappers in total.
Collecting these things is really not an easy task for a rural girl with poor supplies.
"How long did it take you to collect these?"
Huang Ying thought about it seriously, "Ever since I was in second grade, this book was the reward given by my teacher for my first-grade final exam."
Hearing this, Yun Mo couldn't help teasing the other party, "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 accept it."
Yun Mo put the candy paper into her backpack, then took out her notepad, wrote down her address in Jiang City, and gave it to the other party.
"If you encounter any difficulties in study 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, huh?"
Huang Ying nodded again.
"We're leaving, you go back."
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, "I gave my candy paper to my cousin."
When Song Tingfeng heard that it was a candy paper book, she stopped caring about her.