Chapter 158

After leaving houtang Bay, the annual flavor in the countryside became more and more strong.

Unlike after the new century, there is no legal Spring Festival holiday at present, but the Chinese New Year in rural areas is longer.

After a hard year, in the end, I look forward to resting my feet in these days and reviewing the gains and losses of the past year.

For children, the new year means new clothes, delicious food and lucky money.

The sound of gongs and drums came faintly from the village committee courtyard.

As soon as Wu Tao heard it, he knew that the dry boat team was rehearsing the program.

In fact, there are not many entertainment programs during the Spring Festival in rural areas.

This dry boat team gathered folk artists who talked, learned, and sang, and colorful girls to perform in the streets, which is a great attraction.

Back to the vineyard, my mother Zhang Huilan was not only too busy to stop, but also turned around the envoy of Wu Binghua.

The smell of soybeans emanates from the kitchen. As soon as Wu Tao smells the familiar taste, he knows it's brown sugar Bang soybeans. It tastes fragrant and sweet. The only disadvantage is that it's easy to fart.

He got into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of brown sugar and beans with residual temperature from the basket, and chewed them with a pinch.

Zhang Huilan was busy preparing for the sacrifice to the kitchen king, ignoring her son.

In the corridor in front of the door, the old man, with his second grandfather and aunt, was turning over the family tree at home and had no time to talk to him.

This genealogy, after twists and turns, can be preserved to this day. It is definitely the most valuable cultural relic in the family.

Wu Tao chews and wanders to the main room. Wu Binghua is sitting next to a pile of papyrus, strung with paper money for ancestor worship.

The two cousins of treasure island are nominally helpers, but their skills are unfamiliar after all. They just talk most of the time.

After greeting the two aunts, Wu Tao asked, "where are Uncle Biao and uncle Biao?"

Aunt Biao waved and said, "don't mention it. These two days, the government has invited food and drink. Not ten times, but eight times!"

Wu Tao is secretly surprised. Are officials too hungry?

On second thought, I was relieved again.

Who makes Beijiang poor? Without capital, it will be difficult for officials to make political achievements and local development.

So nowadays, the status of officials and businessmen is somewhat upside down.

When you see capital, regardless of big and small officials, you are like a cat smelling the fishy smell, jumping on it and biting it.

Officials flatter businessmen and even cheat to some extent. Anyway, I cheated people and capital first, and the rest is easy to say.

Let him go. Wu Tao shook his head and stopped caring.

Around the gate, Xiao Jiang, black egg and Shi Ziheng came back happily with a big bag of sweet popcorn and rice tube.

Walking with a rice flower tube as a gun, they shoot at each other with their own sound effect.

"Bang Bang..."

“biubiu……”

"Suddenly..."

Wu Tao grabbed the rice tube in Xiaojiang's hand and stuffed it into his mouth in three bites. It was crunchy and sweet.

Xiaojiang was so angry that he cried and shouted, "brother, you compensate me, you compensate me!"

Wu Tao gave him a slap and said, "don't you just take another one?"

"Only this one is most like a rifle, and the others are not like..."

"Stop!" Wu Tao pointed to Xiaojiang and warned, "otherwise I won't have your new year gift!"

Xiaojiang immediately stopped crying, grabbed a handful of rice flowers and stuffed them into his mouth. He chewed it bitterly.

Seeing what happened at home, I couldn't help myself. I just took a car back to my rich home.

Along the way, many people came to the city and the car didn't drive fast.

Wu Tao leaned against the back seat and chatted lazily with Song Zhuang.

"Uncle Zhuang, it's almost the new year, and I'm still tripping you around me. Is it all right with my aunt? "

Song Zhuang smiled happily and said, "she didn't have any nonsense when she saw the salary I took back. I've taken good care of you at home. I've told you to take good care of you. "

"My aunt is really sensible, virtuous and diligent!"

"Hey, don't praise her. She just regards you as a cash cow! " Song Zhuang Xin straight mouth fast tunnel.

When the car passed by Qiu Meimei photo studio, Wu Tao saw that the door was full of people.

My heart is full of strange, it's unscientific! When did Qiu Meimei's photo studio become so popular?

Curious, I got out of the car and went in to have a look. There was still a long line waiting to take photos.

This is not, the new year, many families with their families to take a picture of the whole family, by the way to record the moment of growth for the growing children.

After all, it changes year by year. After the new year, it grows another year.

Wu Tao was caught by Qiu Xiaotian as soon as he entered the door. "Come and help me for a while. I'll go to the bathroom."

The photographed family was unhappy, "Hey, master, we can wait for you when you go to the bathroom. But it's wrong for you to fool things with a young man. "

Wu Tao shrugged his shoulders to show that he could not help.

However, Qiu Xiaotian said, "elder brother, elder sister, can I fool you? To tell you the truth, he is much better than me. That's a famous photographer in our province! "

With that, he opened it with public photography and showed it to each other.

While turning, he stared at the other side, as if his firm eyes could persuade the other side.

As a result, the family was not convinced. Instead, they accused Qiu Xiaotian and said, "master, you have this Kung Fu. Our family photos have been taken. Do you think so?"

The implication is, don't force it. Shoot it quickly.

Qiu Xiaotian's helplessness, especially the helplessness of bladder expansion, so that his legs were clamped tighter. Wu Tao couldn't help laughing.

At this time, a surprised voice suddenly sounded in the back: "Hey, aren't you a photographer Wu Tao?"

Wu Tao was also stunned at the sound. There were still people here who could recognize themselves.

Looking back, it turned out to be a classmate of Beijiang middle school, a acne boy with glasses.

"You certainly don't know me. I'm Wang Chao from class 8. I'm a classmate with Yang Guangwei. I often hear him tell your legend."

"Hi, hello."

When the middle-aged man next to him saw this, he quickly asked, "Xiao Chao, do you know him?"

Wang Chao turned back and said, "of course, Dad, he is the first in our session. He is versatile and takes good photos."

The middle-aged man looked over and said, "little master, can you take pictures for us later?"

Wu Tao took a look at Qiu Xiaotian, who was suppressed by urine to the tragic appearance of explosion, smiled and nodded to promise.

Qiu Xiaotian was finally liberated. He put down his camera, covered his lower body, shouted 'excuse me', and rushed out.

Wu Tao picked up the camera, and the whole person's breath suddenly changed. It was no longer the appearance of a lazy boy.

"Uncle and aunt change positions..."

"Wang Chao, you'd better take off your coat..."

Through patient and professional adjustment and guidance, we can see that the people behind the team are not aware of their severity and nod frequently.

It's a master photographer, an expert!

When Qiu Xiaotian peed and came back leisurely, a group of people in line at the door were talking happily: "the master has promised to shoot for us..."

"Then I'll go to the master to shoot!"

"I'll go too!"

How long has it been since Wu Tao's craft was recognized by so many people? Qiu Xiaotian thought with a confused face that the world really changed fast!