Qin Huai turned his head away suspiciously.
Seeing that she didn't want to have children with him, yet was eager to get a marriage certificate with him, he really couldn't understand what she was thinking.
But Qin Huai couldn't bring himself to force the other person.
Thinking of this, he said, "If you don't want to marry me, it's not too late to go back now."
"What nonsense are you talking about? If I didn't want to marry you, why would I come out with you?"
Qiao zhiqing looked up in surprise, meeting the apprehension in the man's eyes.
Realizing that he was being indecisive again, I immediately found it amusing.
Seeing that he was definitely overthinking again, Qiao zhiqing knew that this was a sign that he cared about her.
Regardless of whether they were outside, she suddenly grabbed the man's hand, leaned her head towards him, and spoke in a soft, ambiguous tone.
"I don't want to marry you, but I'll give myself to you? Isn't that enough proof?"
With a loud bang.
Qin Huai's face flushed red instantly.
Seeing that Qiao zhiqing was being shameless again, actually talking about such things in the street, he was so frightened that he immediately pulled his hand back.
He looked up and met the mocking look in Qiao zhiqing's eyes.
Realizing that she had done it on purpose, Qin Huai was at a loss for words.
"Alright, let's go. I want to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things after we get the marriage certificate," Qiao zhiqing urged.
Qin Huai glanced at her again.
He thought to himself that no matter who she loved, as long as she was willing to marry him, that was enough.
He will always treat her well after we get married.
He refused to believe that he was inferior to that pretty boy.
With that thought in mind, he finally cracked his whip and continued driving the donkey cart forward.
We've only just entered the town, so it's not very lively yet, and there are very few shops on both sides of the street. But after walking for a while, there are more and more people and shops.
Fearing that the donkey would act up, Qin Huai jumped off the cart and led it ahead.
Qiao zhiqing glanced at it, said nothing, and continued to sit in the car observing the shops on both sides.
In those days, all shops were state-owned or commune-owned; there were no privately owned shops.
Along the way, Qiao zhiqing found that the most bustling place was still the supply and marketing cooperative.
The state-run restaurants must be doing well, but it's past lunchtime now, so there's no one to be seen.
"Stop the car!" Qiao zhiqing suddenly shouted, looking at a shop.
Qin Huai stopped the donkey cart, turned around in confusion, and saw Qiao zhiqing pointing to the photo studio next door and saying, "Qin Huai, let's go take a wedding photo?"
The wedding has been postponed, but wedding photos can still be taken. It's a pity there are no wedding dresses here, but the couple is wearing shirts, which are clean and neat, so the photos will definitely look great.
Qiao zhiqing acted immediately, jumping out of the car and walking into the store without waiting for Qin Huai's approval.
Qin Huai quickly tied the donkey cart to the stone block next to him and followed him into the shop.
As soon as she entered, Qiao zhiqing exclaimed, "So expensive?"
Oin Huai walked over and asked. "What's wrong?"
Qiao zhiqing turned her head to look at him, but instead of answering his question, she asked in return, "Qin Huai, how much does rice cost per kilogram at the supply and marketing cooperative now?"
Although Qin Huai didn't know why she suddenly asked this, he still told the truth: "Last time I bought more than 3 jin and it cost 5 mao."
Good heavens!
Qiao zhiqing thought to herself, "Wow!"
In an era when three kilograms of rice cost only 50 cents, a photograph actually costs a dollar?!
In the 21st century, developing a photo only costs about 1 yuan, right? I never imagined that photos from the 1970s were so expensive.
Of course, photos in the 21st century are taken with mobile phones or cameras, taking up free memory, while cameras in this era are definitely very expensive.
But the thought that a single photo could buy 6 kilograms of rice still made Qiao zhiqing feel a pang of heartache.
She had checked before leaving home; all the belongings Qin Huai had given her amounted to only eighty-three yuan and seventy-four cents. She wondered how many years he had saved up that amount of money.
Now that she hears that a single photo costs a dollar, Qiao zhiqing immediately feels reluctant to part with it.
Qin Huai could see through her thoughts. Although he had never taken photos before and didn't know how much they cost, he immediately said, thinking about how excitedly she had run in earlier, "Take photos if you want. Money is meant to be spent."
These words sound pleasant and comforting.
But Qiao Qiqi knew that this was all hard-earned money that Qin Huai had earned by sowing,transplanting, weeding, and harvesting in the fields under the scorching sun, and she couldn't bear to part with it.
But then they thought, since they were only getting married once, it wouldn't be right not to take wedding photos.
Moreover, these are cherished memories for the two of them. Seeing the photos in the future will remind them of the wonderful times they have now, including Qin Huai's words: "Take photos if you want to, money is meant to be spent."
Thinking of this, Qiao Qiqi finally gritted her teeth and said to the shop owner, "Take three pictures!"
Forget about the elaborate photo albums and displays typical of the 21st century. With tight budgets, we should save money and just take three photos as a token gesture.
"Alright, those two, go inside and sit down. We'll start filming now."
The boss led the two into the inner room, which we'll call the photography studio for now. Qiao zhiqing and Qin Huai sat down in the designated spot.
After fiddling with the camera for a moment, the boss looked at the two of them and saw that they were sitting upright with stiff faces, staring at the camera with expressions of complete indifference.
"Gentlemen, move your heads closer together. You're taking wedding photos, not ID photos, so there's no need to be so reserved."
"Cough..." Qiao zhiqing wasn't nervous; she just had never been photogenic since she was a child, and she never knew what expression or pose to strike when facing a camera.
Turning to look at Qin Huai, she realized that he was even more stiff than she was.
Qiao zhiqing couldn't help but chuckle. "Do you have to be so cold? We're taking wedding photos. Even if you don't smile, at least look a little more relaxed!"
Qin Huai stiffly turned his head and met Qiao zhiqing's barely suppressed smile, his brows furrowing slightly.
He glanced at the photographer out of the corner of his eye, his lips moved, and after a long while he said, "I freeze up the moment I see that camera."
"I can see that." Qiao zhiqing nodded affirmatively, feeling helpless as she saw that Qin Huai's condition was even more serious than hers.
However, wedding photos were definitely going to be taken, so she decided to do it herself. She got up and stood opposite Qin Huai, grabbing his shoulders and tilting him slightly in her direction.
Qin Huai's breath hitched.
Feeling the warmth of those two small hands on his shoulders seep through his shirt onto his skin, his face flushed instantly.
But upon feeling the firm muscles in her palm, Qiao zhiqing immediately recalled how she had grabbed the man's shoulders and...you know... the night before...
With a whoosh, Qiao zhiqing immediately and awkwardly withdrew her hand.
She obediently went back to sit down, and then, following Qin Huai's posture, leaned her shoulder a little closer to him.
"Yes, yes, that's it. I'll say 1, 2, 3, eggplant, and vou'll laugh when I sav
"Yes, yes, that's it. I'll say 1, 2, 3, eggplant, and you'll laugh when I say eggplant."
"Alright, now I'm going to start counting, 1, 2, 3... Cheese!"
With a click.
The photographer looked up with satisfaction. "Okay, the first one is done. Let's move on to the second one. What poses are you going to strike this time?"
Qiao zhiqing was initially nervous, but after the experience she had just had, she suddenly became less nervous.
At that moment, she suddenly remembered some of the wedding photos her parents had taken a few years ago, and felt that they would be perfect for her and Qin Huai to take.
So Qiao zhiqing said to the photographer, "I'll pose myself. You just need to count 1, 2, 3, and say cheese."
The photographer readily nodded,
"Okay."
After speaking, he lowered his head to face the camera lens, only to find that the two people in the lens were still in the same posture as before, so he immediately raised his head again.
"They didn't change their position, did they?""Oh, don't worry about it, just keep shouting. When you shout 'cheese, your posture will naturally change."
Qiao zhiqing thought this photographer was really long-winded.
"Well..." The photographer clearly didn't believe Qiao zhiqing, so he suggested, "Why don't you pose for me first, and I'll see if the pose is good before taking the picture? Otherwise, what if the picture doesn't look good?"
Qiao zhiqing immediately disliked hearing this.
"Do you think that with our two faces, what photo could possibly not look good? If it really doesn't look good, then it's definitely your lack of skill, and it has absolutely nothing to do with us!"
"ha."
The photographer was amused by the little girl, but also felt that what Qiao zhiqing said made a lot of sense.
His photo studio is open every day, but he doesn't come across anyone as outstanding as these two in a year.
Qiao zhiqing goes without saying; she has fair skin, is beautiful, and young, so tender that you could pinch water out of her.
Especially her bright, lively eyes, which blink and sparkle, are incredibly beautiful.
In contrast, Qin Huai beside her, although his skin was a bit dark, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with striking features and a strong, masculine aura. He was both energetic and handsome.
The two of them sitting together were truly a sight to behold-the woman was delicate and the man was handsome.
Seeing that his worries were unnecessary, the photographer finally stopped talking and obediently looked down at the camera.
As 1, 2, 3 fall.
Qiao zhiqing suddenly turned her head and kissed Qin Huai on the cheek.
"Cheese!" The photographer's eyes lit up.
"Click"."click"
The with a bang Qin Huai stood up..