Zhang Chunnuan lowered his eyelashes, thought for a while, then hummed and said, "I have no problem, it's just..."

"What is it?" Zhou Haoran asked immediately.

"My father has to agree."

Zhang Chunnuan has not forgotten that she still carries the identity of "Shen Hu's widow" on her head.

Although her father-in-law was well aware of her and Zhou Haoran's identities, after all, the matter was never revealed.

Now if I take a photo with Zhou Haoran alone, it is self-evident what it means.

Since she regards Father Shen as her natal family, it is only natural for Zhou Haoran to obtain Father Shen's permission.

Zhou Haoran smiled when he heard this, his phoenix eyes sparkling, "Just take a look!"

With that said, he walked towards Father Shen who had just left the camera with Shen Qi in his arms.

Zhang Chunnuan didn't know what Zhou Haoran said to Father Shen, but before she could react after Shen August took a photo with Wang Xinyu, Father Shen pulled her to Zhou Haoran's side.

"Daddy's Nuan'er is so beautiful!" Father Shen looked at Zhang Chunnuan, raised his deadwood-like hand and pushed the broken hair around her face behind her ears, "Nuan'er, remember to smile later."

"father……"

"Okay, old man, come down here and get ready to take pictures!"

Zhang Chunnuan's words were just the beginning. When the comrade was taking the photo, he asked Father Shen to step out of the camera.

With a "pop-" sound, the pneumatic shutter sounded, and there was a sudden flash of light in front of my eyes.

The moment the photo was taken, Zhang Chunnuan's eyes began to look for Father Shen.

When I looked over, I saw that his eyes were filled with relief and he was secretly wiping tears.

Zhang Chunnuan left Zhou Haoran and ran over, took Father Shen's arm, and said softly: "Dad, let's take a photo of the three of us!"

Just as Father Shen was about to refuse, he heard Zhou Haoran's voice: "I also want to take a photo with Uncle Shen."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand went around Father Shen's shoulders.

With one arm pulled and one shoulder held, Father Shen stood in confusion between Zhang Chunnuan and Zhou Haoran.

According to the comrades' commanding voices, the sounds of the grandchildren's play seemed to come from far, far away.

On the arm is Zhang Chunnuan, who is closer than his own daughter, and on the shoulder is Zhou Haoran, who respects himself and treats his grandchildren well.

Standing between the two of them, Father Shen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

It doesn't get any better than now...

…

By the time it was Tan Zhengping's turn to take pictures, it was already more than an hour later.

He faced the mirror in the photo studio, dipped the wooden comb in the water, and then carefully combed his hair neatly.

"Uncle Zhengping, are you okay?" The third son had already stood in the center of the set and urged for the third time.

Tan Zhengping didn't look back, "It'll be fine soon, don't worry!"

"Otherwise, while you are here taking pictures, I will take them to the department store to have a look!"

Zhou Haoran folded his arms and spoke to Tan Zhengping in a loud voice.

"No, no, no!"

Tan Zhengping immediately put down his comb and walked quickly towards the mistress.

As he walked, he said to Zhou Haoran: "You guys have been filming for so long and I didn't bother you. I just brushed my hair for a while, and you kept urging me."

After quickly taking a photo of him and his mistress, Tan Zhengping took another solo photo.

When Zhang Chunnuan asked, "Is it okay? Is there anyone else who wants to shoot again?" Tan Zhengping looked at Wang Xinyu, who was talking to Shen August, and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

When no one responded, Zhang Chunnuan went to the photo studio to determine the size and number of photos to be developed.

Finally, she paid a deposit of ten yuan, took the photo pick-up note, and made an appointment to pick up the photos in half a month before taking the whole family out of the photo studio.

Sitting on the bullock cart, Zhang Chunnuan was still muttering in her heart.

It’s too slow to develop photos at this time!

It takes half a month to get black and white photos, and several months to get color photos.

As she was leaving in the bullock cart, she didn't see that the comrades of the photo studio immediately closed the door after their group left.

On the oxen, Zhang Chunnuan looked at the direction in which the oxcart was driving, feeling a little strange.

"Where are we going now?"

"Go to the department store." Zhou Haoran looked back at her with a smile in his eyes.

department store?

Zhang Chunnuan asked in surprise: "When did the county open a department store?"

After asking this question, Zhang Chunnuan suddenly began to think back to the last time he came to the county.

She didn't want to know, but when she thought about it, she realized that she had never been to the county since Zhou Haoran accompanied Wang Dongxue and his party to Beidi.

Counting on the fingers, it’s been more than two months!

Zhou Haoran replied: "I heard it opened more than a month ago. When we came back a few days ago, I went to look around."

No wonder!

Zhang Chunnuan understood what he said.

It has been more than four years since she traveled back in time. She has never been to the city and doesn't know what the department stores in the city look like.

As time goes by, there are more and more pedestrians on the road.

The Chinese New Year is just a few days away. Everyone, whether rich or poor, is going out to buy New Year’s goods on this rare good day.

The bullock cart was moving very slowly. Zhang Chunnuan watched a pedestrian catch up and overtake them, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Fortunately, there was an end to the road, and they finally arrived in front of the newly opened department store in Baiguan County.

Zhang Chunnuan got out of the car and looked up. He saw a small building with one or two floors standing on the roadside. Just looking at the front door, it was twice as big as the supply and marketing cooperative.

A signboard was hung on the door, which read: "Baiguan County Department Store".

After entering the door, I realized that it was bigger inside and there were stairs to the second floor.

Because the clothes on their group were all of good quality regardless of fabric style, and Zhang Chunnuan was also there wearing an eye-catching red woolen coat, so the salespersons in the department store looked at them with a smile on their faces.

After Zhang Chunnuan handed the seventeen brothers and sisters to Father Shen, he rolled up his sleeves and dived into each counter.

On the first floor, I bought a bunch of new bowls and two aluminum lunch boxes. On the second floor, I bought two sets of green military uniforms for my two and a half-year-old children. It was considered as an early graduation gift for elementary school. I also bought two lanterns for the two younger children.

smock.

Before going downstairs, I saw rabbit skin hats from the north being sold, and I took one for my father-in-law.

Finally, we came to the candy counter. We weighed half a catty of all kinds of candies and dried fruits, and kept them for the Chinese New Year when people come to visit us for New Year greetings. My family’s farm produces them.

When Zhang Chunnuan put the big and small bags on the bullock cart, he only saw Wang Xinyu guarding the cart, and asked, "Where are they?"

"Uncle Zhengping and grandpa took them to the supply and marketing cooperative, and uncle Haoran just went upstairs."

Wang Xinyu saw that she had a lot of things in her hands, so she helped her carry them into the car and put them away.

Zhang Chunnuan asked again: "Why didn't you go with me?"

"I have nothing to buy."

In fact, like the mistress, she has had pocket money since she turned ten.

Although I don't have much money, compared to other students in school who don't have a penny in their pockets, having 30 cents as pocket money every month is already considered very wealthy.

It's just that she really doesn't have to spend money, so the pocket money is saved.
Chapter completed!