Reborn in 1980 on the wedding night, a disabled man asks for a hug

Zhou Ye brought Shan Yu to the counter where refrigerators and washing machines were sold. Shan Yu circled around the counter and looked at the different models of refrigerators displayed inside.

Shan Yu took a rough look and found that the refrigerators of the 1980s were still very different from those of later generations.

In addition to its old-fashioned appearance, the refrigerator here only has two functions: refrigeration and freezing. Shanyu is indeed not very interested in electrical appliances.

"You take your pick, I don't understand either."

After Zhou Ye saw that Shan Yu was indeed not interested in the refrigerator, he asked her to look around while he chose.

"Hello, comrade, can you tell me the functions and functions of these refrigerators?"

Shan Yu saw that Zhou Ye and the salesperson had already started chatting, so she went to the place selling women's watches. The original owner actually had an imported watch given by the factory director's dad. The factory director's dad bought it specially for the original owner when he went to study abroad with him. It's a pity that the scumbag Lu Xin coaxed him into selling it.

Shan Yu looked around the counter. The salesperson looked at Shan Yu's well-dressed outfit and knew that she came from a good family. She felt happy because she could make another order today!

So he quickly took out one of the most popular women's watches nowadays to sell it to Shan Yu:

"Lesbians, want to buy a watch? This is the latest and most popular one this year. It sells very well. This is the only one left now."

Shanyu took a look at the women's watch. The whole watch had a pink theme and it looked very good-looking.

Shan Yu put the watch to her ear again and listened carefully to the sound. The sound was clear and clear, and she was very satisfied:

"How much does this watch cost?"

The salesperson knew from Shan Yu's actions that she was an expert, so she didn't lie and directly quoted the price:

"Comrade, this is the most popular electronic quartz watch this year. It is dotted with this year's most popular rose red, and the dial also has pink diamonds. It is a watch specially made for women, so the price is not cheap. Two hundred and eighty Nine dollars.”

"two hundred?!"

Shan Yu screamed. She didn't expect that a digital watch would sell for 20 yuan in later generations, but it would sell for almost 300 yuan here. She was really surprised.

After all, in this era, renting a house at the best cost only twenty yuan a month. She really didn't expect a watch to be so expensive.

The salesperson looked at the startled Shan Yu and secretly rolled his eyes. He couldn't help but despise Shan Yu in his heart: If you can't afford it, don't look at it! Waste your own time blindly.

After Zhou Ye ordered the refrigerator, he walked over and looked at the watch in Shan Yu's hand:

"Want to buy a watch?"

Shan Yu put the watch on the box on the counter and shook his head:

"No, it's too expensive."

Zhou Ye picked up the watch that Shan Yu had just put away and looked at it. He thought it was pretty good. Some lesbians in the factory were wearing this watch.

"Comrade, how much is it?"

The salesperson said impatiently:

"Two hundred and eighty-nine."

Zhou Ye nodded. He could see that Shan Yu was interested in this watch:

"'Take one."

When the salesperson saw Zhou Ye wanted to buy it, he immediately smiled and wrapped up the watch happily.

Shan Yu quickly stopped him, turned around and said sternly to Zhou Ye:

"I don't like it, I don't want it!"

Zhou Ye looked at Shan Yu doubtfully, thinking that she was afraid of spending money, so he explained:

"Don't worry, I just bought a refrigerator and I still have some money left."

Shan Yu turned around and said to the salesperson: "We don't want to buy it." He pulled Zhou Ye away and left.

Zhou Ye looked at Shan Yu who was pulling him away with tender eyes, and was extremely moved in his heart. He knew that Shan Yu was thinking about their little family.

"Xiaoyu, if you like it, we can buy it too. You don't have to worry about money.'

Shan Yu turned around and rolled his eyes wildly at Zhou Ye, what a fool! :

"Are you stupid? It costs so much just to buy a watch? Are we going to eat or drink?"

Zhou Ye's heart felt sweeter than honey, and he looked at Shan Yu with lingering eyes:

"Everyone in the family listens to you"

As soon as the two of them arrived at the gate of the family home, they were hurriedly stopped by Wang Fang. She was still holding the telegram delivered by the postman in her hand:

"You are finally back! There is a telegram asking you to call your hometown. It sounds very serious. It seems that something big happened at home. You should hurry up and call me back."

Shan Yu's eyebrows began to beat wildly because of Wang Fang's words, and she had a bad premonition.

Zhou Ye took the telegram Wang Fang gave him and looked at it carefully. It only contained the words "call me back as soon as you see it." However, Zhou Ye began to feel uneasy. People in his hometown would not just send telegrams to him casually. Something was obviously wrong.

He told Shan Yu to go home quickly and hurried to the factory to borrow a phone.

Shan Yu was anxiously waiting for Zhou Ye at home, feeling uneasy because she was afraid that something bad would happen to Zhou Ye's hometown.

Because she was distracted and distracted, her hands were burned several times by the hot pot on the stove while cooking.

Shan Yu blew hard into his red and painful hand.

"Bang!"

Shan Yu heard the door closing in the living room and walked out of the kitchen quickly.

"Why did you get burned?"

As soon as Zhou Ye entered the house, he noticed Shan Yu's red and swollen fingers. He took her red and swollen fingers and blew on them with some distress, and then took her to take a shower with cold water.

Shan Yu looked at Zhou Ye, who had not seen him for an hour and had grown a lot of beard on his haggard chin, with distressed eyes:

"Did something happen at home?"

Zhou Ye let go of Shan Yu's hand to flush the water. His eyes were empty and his tone was full of vulnerability:

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, the refrigerator promised to you may be a few months late."

Shan Yu turned around and hugged the fragile Zhou Ye, feeling distressed and saying:

"It doesn't matter. These refrigerators are dead objects. Is there something wrong at home?"

Zhou Ye hugged Shan Yu back, and Shan Yu's warm embrace instantly calmed his uneasy heart. He sighed:

"When dad was doing farm work, he was hit by falling grain. He just had surgery. Zhou Yao asked me for medical expenses."

Shan Yu raised his head from Zhou Ye's arms and said worriedly:

"Then why don't we go back to our hometown and have a look."

Zhou Ye patted Shan Yu's back gently, resting his chin on her shoulder, his tone full of confusion and melancholy:

"I was talking to dad on the phone just now, but dad didn't let me go back, so I..."

"Back!"

Shan Yu interrupted Zhou Ye. She could hear Zhou Ye's worry, but it was because his father was afraid of delaying his work that he wouldn't let him go back.

But he knew that Zhou Ye wanted to go back and have a look, otherwise he would not be relieved.

Zhou Ye's dark eyes were full of emotion. He hugged Shan Yu tightly, his eye circles a little red:

"Xiaoyu, thank you."

Shan Yu patted him and comforted him:

“I am your wife, if I don’t support you, who will support you?

Besides, I didn't even see your mother and your sister when we got married, so I just made up for it this time.

And if you don’t go back, you will feel uneasy even working here. I don’t want to see you worried. "

Zhou Ye hugged Shan Yu deeply. He was suddenly very glad that when he knew that his father was going to marry Shan Yu for him, he didn't stop his father from going to the factory director to make him fulfill his promise, otherwise he would I missed my considerate wife.

"Xiaoyu...thank you..."

Early the next morning, Zhou Ye went to the factory to ask for leave, and Shan Yu also got up early to prepare clothes for the two of them to return to their hometown.

"Dong...dong..."

There was a sudden knock on the door. Shan Yu put down the clothes he was folding and prepared to go out of the house to open the door.

Wang Fang's loud voice sounded outside the door:

"Xiaoyu, there's a telegram!"