The Rebirth of Shazhu: Starting from Staying Away from Beasts

This photo studio was state-owned and was considered a very formal and high-end place at the time.

Being a photographer here is an enviable job and is considered to be the most popular among the popular ones.

It is said that their monthly salary can be as high as three or four hundred yuan!

When the photographer heard that Song Huijia had been constantly persuading He Yuzhu to take fewer photos, he couldn't help but frown, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

But today is He Yuzhu's wedding day after all, so he is too lazy to argue with the photographer!

But he thought to himself.

You have to pay more attention to these photos, after all, when both of them are gray-haired and wrinkled.

You can also take out these photos from time to time and treasure them as precious memories.

So the two of them started taking photos in this photo studio.

The sound of shutter clicks came one after another, and before I knew it, I had taken more than a hundred photos!

Each photo records their happy, sweet appearance and joyful mood at the moment.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it's time to check out.

When Song Huijia heard the price quoted by the staff - it would cost more than a hundred yuan for such a short time.

She suddenly felt as if her heart was being tugged at by someone, and her whole body began to tremble involuntarily.

She only felt waves of piercing pain spreading from the bottom of her heart. That was a huge amount of money!

However, things have come to this point, and those photos that shouldn't have been taken have already been taken. Now there is really no other way except to take out the wallet and pay.

On the other hand, He Yuzhu was exceptionally calm and composed. He asked the photographer without hesitation:

“How many days will it take to get the photos?”

The photographer raised his head slightly, with a barely perceptible hint of disdain in his eyes.

He casually replied, “Under normal circumstances, it would take about five to seven days.”

"Can you expedite it? I want to get the photos as soon as possible."

He Yuzhu asked immediately.

The photographer nodded slowly and said:

"You can expedite it, but it will cost an extra fifty cents per photo. If that's the case, you can come pick up the photos tomorrow afternoon."

He Yuzhu didn't even think about it, and immediately reached into his pocket and took out a large stack of banknotes.

According to the total number of one hundred and ten photos, one hundred and ten pieces were counted first.

Then he took out another fifty-five dollars as the expedited fee and placed them neatly on the counter.

Then he turned around, gently took Song Huijia's hand, and strode out of the photo studio without looking back.

As soon as she stepped out of the slightly old door of the photo studio, Song Huijia could no longer suppress the suspicion in her heart.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on He Yuzhu beside her, and she couldn't wait to ask:

"Brother Zhuzi, why do you have to rush to develop the photos? Even though it only takes a few more days, the price difference is fifty-five dollars!

You know, I work so hard to earn only 25 yuan a month, and these 55 yuan are equivalent to more than two months' salary for me!"

It was not until this moment that He Yuzhu realized, as if waking from a dream, that a mere few dozen dollars might not mean anything to him.

However, for an ordinary worker like Song Huijia, the monthly salary is only this much.

He couldn't help but feel extremely remorseful, blaming himself for being too careless and not considering his wife's feelings at all.

So he quickly spoke to comfort Song Huijia:

"Oh, my dear wife! It's because I was so eager to see our photos!

I promise you, this is just one time, and I will never squander money again!"

He Yuzhu spoke these words with extraordinary sincerity, and his expression was extremely solemn and dignified, as if he had made a solemn oath.

As for Song Huijia, it was the first time in her life that she heard He Yuzhu call her "wife" so intimately.

In an instant, a delicate and charming blush quickly climbed up her fair cheeks, as adorable as a ripe apple.

She raised her pink fist coquettishly and gently hit He Yuzhu's broad chest.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu pretended to be in great pain and seriously injured, wailing and saying:

"Ouch! It hurts so much! You...you have to compensate me.

Let me kiss you quickly, otherwise my injury won’t heal…”

How could Song Huijia not see that He Yuzhu's nonchalant look was intended to tease her!

She just snorted softly, gave He Yuzhu a coquettish look, turned her head away pretending to be angry, and trotted forward with light steps.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu raised a sly smile and hurriedly took big strides to chase after him.

While chasing, he kept shouting, "Oh, my little baby, don't run so fast!"

At this moment, He Yuzhu inadvertently looked up at the sky and found that it was already past dinner time without realizing it.

But he was in a very good mood at the moment, and even the hunger protests from his stomach seemed to be thrown into the sky.

Then, he quickened his pace to catch up with Song Huijia and shouted to her:

"My dear wife, please stop running! Look, it's getting late, let's find a place to fill our stomachs first."

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, Song Huijia finally stopped running and turned around.

Panting slightly, he said, "What should we eat for lunch?"

He Yuzhu scratched the back of his head and replied with a smile: "I'm fine with anything. I'll do whatever you say. As long as it's what you want to eat, it's fine."

Song Huijia blinked her big watery eyes and said with a smile:

"Brother Zhuzi, why don't you cook for me this time?

The boiled pork slices you made last time were so delicious! The numbing and spicy taste is unforgettable after eating it once. It’s so addictive!”

Speaking of this, Song Huijia seemed to recall the wonderful taste of boiled pork slices and swallowed unconsciously.

After thinking for a while, He Yuzhu nodded and said:

"Sure, no problem. I'll take you home to have a look and see if there's anything missing from the house that needs to be bought."

After saying that, he took Song Huijia's hand, and the two of them walked home talking and laughing.

After getting the certificate, Song Huijia felt much more at ease when she went to He Yuzhu's house again.

She no longer had any concerns in her mind, so when He Yuzhu invited her, she agreed without hesitation.

The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing gently. He Yuzhu was riding his bicycle happily, with the beautiful Song Huijia sitting on the back seat.