The train started slowly, and the conductor came to deliver hot water once, and the private room became quiet.

Yang Rui took two more photos and handed the camera to Wen Si to fiddle with.

As a newspaper editor, Wen Si likes photography, but she doesn't come into contact with cameras much, especially high-end cameras such as Hongqi 20, which have a range-distance distance measurement. The photographers who finally got it love it are as caring as themselves, and at most they can only lend him a few minutes to play with. It is impossible to replace a lens.

However, Yang Rui took out all three shots, and even took out a film and used it casually.

Although he has a collection, the value-added speed of things like cameras is far from rising to inflation. Therefore, collection is just an explanation for consumption. Since he has dismantled it and used it, he actually has no expectation that it can make money by collecting it.

Wen Si was obviously a little overjoyed. After a while, she sat down to Yang Rui and discussed with him the difference between wide-angle and standard lenses.

Yang Rui responded without a word, just as a pastime during the journey.

Wen Xiaoman took this opportunity and carefully looked at Yang Rui's appearance. The more he looked, the more he looked, the better he looked, and his little heart was even more pounding.

She was so satisfied with this trip.

"Why don't you eat grilled fish?" Ma Lihua gently pushed her daughter.

Wen Xiaoman's face turned red in an instant, and he covered it with his hands and said, "I don't want to eat it anymore."

"Didn't you think you like food just now? What's wrong?"

"Just... I'm just full." Wen Xiaoman actually didn't want to be seen by the beautiful boy opposite him when he was greedy.

Although the grilled fish is delicious and Wen Xiaoman often doesn’t care about his image, Yang Rui, wearing a yellow and blue sportswear, is indeed a bit too beautiful, far exceeding the delicious level of grilled fish.

Ma Lihua looked at the remaining half of the grilled fish without understanding, shook her head and said, "You can usually eat two or three bowls of rice, why do you eat so little today? Are you sick?"

"No...where is there? Didn't the teacher say that we should keep our body shape? We need to prepare for next year's exam." Wen Xiaoman lowered his head deeply, as if he was repentant for the rice that had been digested over the years.

"This kid..." Ma Lihua looked at the remaining one and a half grilled fish and said, "Lao Wen, stop playing, eat the grilled fish while it's hot. This, Xiao Yang, you can eat one too."

"No need, I ate it when I came out." Yang Rui gave in a moment.

As expected, Ma Lihua stopped persuading her and pushed half of the grilled fish in front of Wen Si.

"I'll eat later." Wen Si was busy playing with the camera and couldn't get busy.

Ma Lihua had to pick it up and eat it herself. On her right, her husband stared at Yang Rui's camera, on her left, her daughter stared at Yang Rui...

Ma Lihua suddenly became alert and fell down her daughter with her elbow, saying, "You, go to read books, and don't do your homework."

"I did it." Wen Xiaoman was very unhappy.

"I'll read the book after doing it. Have you memorized the music score?"

"Read it."

"Come on new ones."

"Oh." Wen Xiaoman lowered his head, glanced at Yang Rui again, took out the music textbook, and hummed silently.

The little girl's tone was very good, and it also successfully attracted Yang Rui's attention.

This is a very cute little girl, with her eyes very aura, two braids on her head, and she is movable and smart.

To describe it as a more than era, this is simply a cute two-dimensional girl.

"It's really not easy. I can meet such a cute girl in the 1980s." Yang Rui commented secretly, but did not stare at others, and instead opened the wooden box that Yao Yue gave him.

The wooden box is quite large, tall and wide. The first layer is opened and fried to burnt yellow tenderloin and meatballs, which smells fragrant.

The second layer is the classic Kung Pao Chicken, which has a well-proportioned size and bright color.

The third layer is made of a small iron lunch box with a note attached to it: pour hot water into the lowest layer to maintain the temperature of the meal.

The handwriting on the note is the slender strokes of Yao Yue, which Yang Rui is familiar with.

Yang Rui opened the iron lunch box, which was filled with crystal grains of rice.

"Is it your partner just gave me?" Ma Lihua suddenly asked.

Yang Rui looked up as if he woke up, and smiled and said nothing.

Wen Xiaoman pouted and asked, "Brother Yang, where are you studying at Peking University?"

“She is at Hedong University.”

"Then it will be difficult for you two to meet again in the future?"

Yang Rui smiled unanimously.

Ma Lihua pulled her daughter and said, "I'm going to be a good writer and meddle in other people's business."

"Didn't you ask first?"

"I can ask, you can't."

"dictatorship."

"kindness?"

"Oh, I understand." Wen Xiaoman pouted again and lowered his head, but his eyes were shining at Yang Rui.

Yang Rui also felt that she could not ask questions anymore, so Xiaoxiao closed the wooden box, took out the walkman that Guan Shen bought for him, put on the headphones, closed her eyes and listened.

The gentle music flowed out of the headphones, and Wen Si and Ma Lihua were stunned.

Wen Xiaoman said excitedly: "It's a Walkman, and Xiaoyue uses this too."

"I remember you said that Xiaoyue's walkman was brought by her father from abroad?" Wen Si saw that Yang Rui couldn't hear it, and asked her daughter thoughtfully.

"Yes, put a tape in and you can listen while walking, so it's called walkman." Wen Xiaoman reads music, and the students in the class have good conditions, and they have seen this new product.

"It's not the same when you listen at home, why do you have to listen while walking? Besides, you don't know if there is a car coming from behind. It's so dangerous." Ma Lihua shook her head in dissatisfaction and said, "You said foreigners are also interesting. Such good skills, what's wrong with doing? Do these things."

"The foreigners' ideas are different from ours." Wen Si said, then turned his eyes on the camera.

Such opportunities are not often present. He wants to see more and think about it. Anyway, he is idle on the train.

Yang Rui closed his eyes, listened to Cantonese songs that seemed familiar but had never heard before, and experienced the wonders of the flow of time and space and his own tranquility.

The train ran forward with a clang, and black smoke rolled out and sprayed towards the blue sky. The snow-white clouds floated leisurely in the sky, as if they were careless about everything on the ground.

The green trees outside the window appeared and disappeared, the green mountains and streams flashed by, and they appeared again and again. They made the picture monotonous and made Yang Rui drowsy.

Soon, the tape that had been replaced twice stopped automatically. Yang Rui did not change it again. He turned over and made a uniform and snoring sound.

"Oh, what do you think of this young man at home?" Ma Lihua pulled her husband and talked about gossip.

Comrade Wen Si gestured at the camera and said impatiently: "You care what they do. Hedong is so big, how can I know."

"Isn't this asking you to guess?"

"I can't guess."

"Hey, I'll ask you, how much is the camera in your hand worth?" Ma Lihua changed her way and asked.

Wen Si became a little interested in chatting, smiled and said, "Don't ask how much it costs, this is Hongqi 20, you can't buy it even if you have money."

“How to say it?”

"This is a camera that has been made in 70 years and has been discontinued in 79 years. I know why?"

"Why?" Ma Lihua asked in cooperation.

Wen Si smiled and said, "It's too difficult to make. Look at this lens and the body are all imitating German cameras, and they are made better than German ones. These optical glasses are polished out one by one by the master, and there are not many of them produced in total, and they are all given to the central media."

"Then your club has one?"

"Aren't we Beijing Daily? We have to be close to the water and the moon is the first to come. The old man is reluctant to show it to others. I have to talk to him when I go back this time."

"If I can't buy it, how did this young man get it?" Ma Lihua asked a key question.

Wen thought for a moment, shook his head again, and said, "Maybe his family lent him? Or..."

"I'm so anxious after finishing my words."

"Or it was bought from Hong Kong." Wen Si said, shook her head and said, "No, that's too expensive."

"How expensive?" Ma Lihua was curious about this question.

Wen Si raised three fingers and said, "I have participated in several exhibitions for more than 3,000 Hong Kong dollars, but I haven't sold a few units. Foreigners think it's expensive."

"Three thousand Hong Kong dollars?" Ma Lihua repeated it, quickly grabbed Wen Si's arm and said, "You still play with such an expensive thing? Can you afford to lose it if you break it? Hurry up and put it back for someone."

"Oh, why do you speak so much like a photographer in our club..."

"Do you put it?" Ma Lihua raised the grilled fish on the table.
Chapter completed!