Chapter 423 Don't Tell Your Parents, This Is Our Secret

It was already noon when the two arrived in town on Chen Bin's motorcycle.

Guessing that going to Huang Jianye's house would not be able to eat a hot meal, Yun Mo decided to find a restaurant with Ling Chuan, and called Chen Bin to talk to him about the bamboo weaving factory.

After eating and drinking tea, Yun Mo and Ling Chuan went to Huang Jianye's house with their things.

Huang Jianye lives in a small courtyard similar to Ling's. The place is not big, but it has all internal organs, and he also brought a small courtyard the size of a palm.

Seeing Yunmo coming to the door carrying a large bag of things, Song Tingfeng smiled until her face turned into a chrysanthemum.

"Oh, looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon can be regarded as looking forward to you."

After entering the house, only Huang Ying and Huang Jin were seen, but not Huang Jianye. Yun Mo asked casually, "Is Third Uncle not at home?"

"He's at work, he just left for a while, and you guys will see him when you come earlier."

As Song Tingqing spoke, he took the things in Ling Chuan's hand, and peered into them without any trace, wanting to see what was there.

Yun Mo explained with a smile: "I came here in the morning, but I ended up saying a few more words to my second aunt, which delayed the time."

Song Tingfeng asked casually: "Oh, are you going to the second brother's house first?"

"That's right, the second uncle and the second aunt were very polite, and they gave Ling Chuan a red envelope of 8 yuan and 8 cents, saying that it was all the way."

Speaking of this, Song Tingfeng didn't want to pretend to be stupid, and touched a red envelope with a dry smile.

"Xiaoling, right? Come on, this is a wish from your second uncle and I. I hope you and Yunmo will live a peaceful and beautiful life."

Among other things, these words were pleasant to hear. Yunmo felt comfortable, so she turned to talk to Huang Ying and Huang Jin.

Not being familiar with the siblings, Yunmo casually asked them about their test scores.

Unexpectedly, Huang Ying, who was in the first grade of junior high school this year, did quite well, ranking third in her class.

Gold is much worse, and it's also because of his young age and uncertainty. Chinese and mathematics, the two subjects add up to less than 100 points.

With the cover of her backpack, Yunmo took a hero's pen from the space and gave it to Huang Ying as a gift.

In this day and age, it is not easy for rural girls to go to school, and it is even more difficult to learn well.

Leaving aside her personal views on Song Tingfeng, she hopes in her heart that this method can inspire Huang Ying to study hard and get out of the miserable pit of the township.

It's not that she is prejudiced against townships, but that in this day and age, girls' outlets and development are really narrow.

The elder sister has a gift, and the younger brother is naturally not immune.

Yunmo gave Jin an unused draft book and a box of pencils with eraser tips.

I hope that the other party will do more questions and less playful.

"Ah, isn't this fountain pen cheap? Look at the nib, it's shining like gold. Could it be gold?"

"It's just a layer of gold powder on the surface."

After listening to Yunmo's explanation, Song Tingfeng smiled and said, "Gold plating is also gold, isn't this fountain pen expensive?"

"I bought them in Jiangshi, and they cost 5 yuan each."

In fact, this fountain pen belongs to the high-end model in the Hero brand series. One pen costs 15 yuan. The nib is made of high-grade alloy iridium, which is more wear-resistant and durable than ordinary iridium pens.

Worried that Song Tingfeng would resell the pen after learning the true price of the pen, Yunmo deliberately lowered the price.

Sure enough, when she heard that the pen was only worth 5 yuan, the smile on Song Tingfeng's face faded instantly.

"This gold-plated fountain pen is so cheap? I thought it would cost more than ten or twenty yuan."

Yun Mo explained with a smile, "Gold is also different, 18K gold is not very valuable."

5 yuan is 5 yuan. Anyway, I bought it from a big city, which is better than spending 2 yuan at a stationery store in the town.

Song Tingfeng returned the pen to her daughter, "Put it away, if you lose it, let's see how I will deal with you."

Huang Ying held the pen tightly in her hand, her expression was full of love and joy.

Compared to Song Tingfeng who cared about the price of the pen, Huang Ying's liking was much simpler and purer.

The streamlined metal pen body is cool and round in the hand, full of weight but not too heavy. The silver-white cap and pure black pen body make the pen look simple and elegant yet high-end.

The English teacher in the class also has an identical pen, and she often sees the English teacher using this pen to correct homework and prepare lessons at the desk.

She never dreamed that one day, she would own the same pen.

"Thank you cousin!"

"You're welcome, work hard, and I'll give you a better one when you go to high school."

"Um!"

Huang Ying pressed the pen tightly to her chest, and the smile on her face was brighter than spring flowers.

Seeing that Yunmo treats her daughter so well, Song Tingfeng couldn't help but mention her son Jinjin, "Yunmo, Jinjin is also your cousin, you can't treat one more favorably than another."

Yunmo looked at Jin, and the other party was also looking at her, looking stupid.

"Golden, if you can enter the top three in the class at the end of next year's semester, I will also give you a pen."

Jin Jin was obviously not interested in the pen, so he pouted and said, "I want a toy machine gun!"

The toy machine guns of this era are still in the model stage, they are just appearances, and the price is cheap, you can buy them for a few dollars.

Yunmo readily agreed.

There was nothing to say to Song Tingfeng, after sitting for a while, Yunmo found an excuse to leave.

Not long after walking out of Huang's house, Huang Ying chased after her.

"Cousin, this is for you."

It was a notebook with a blue plastic cover.

The notebook itself is not thick, only 20 or 30 pages, but I don't know what is put in it, it is bulging.

Yunmo didn't answer, "What is this?"

Huang Ying's face flushed, "It's the candy wrappers I collected myself. I don't have any other presents for you. This is my favorite candy wrapper. I'm giving it to you."

Yunmo took the notebook, opened it, and found that each page was pasted with candy wrappers on the front and back, and each one was different. There were a total of ten pages pasted, and a total of forty or so candy wrappers.

Collecting these things is really not an easy task for a village girl with poor supplies.

"How long did it take you to collect these?"

Huang Ying thought about it seriously, "Since the second grade, this book was my teacher's reward for taking the first place in the final exam of the first grade."

Hearing this, Yunmo couldn't help teasing the other party, "It took six years to collect these, are you really willing to give them to me?"

"Yes." Huang Ying nodded shyly.

"Okay, I accept it."

Yunmo put the candy paper into her backpack, then took out a notepad, wrote down her address in Jiang City, and gave it to the other party.

"If you encounter any difficulties in your studies 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."

Yunmo reached out and rubbed the opponent's head before turning to leave.

As soon as Huang Ying stepped into the house, she was stopped by Song Tingfeng in the yard.

"What did you sneak out just now?"

Huang Ying subconsciously clenched the note in her palm, "I gave my candy paper to my cousin."

Hearing that it was a candy paper book, Song Tingfeng didn't care about her anymore.