Chapter 159 The Old Taste of the Year

When I left Houtangwan, the flavor of the New Year in the countryside became more and more intense.

Unlike after the new century, there is no statutory Spring Festival holiday right now, and the New Year holidays in rural areas are actually longer.

After a year of hard work, at the end of the day, I just look forward to resting my feet for a few days and reviewing the gains and losses of the past year.

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

There was a faint sound of gongs and drums in the village committee compound.

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

In the Spring Festival in the countryside, there are actually not many entertainment programs.

This dry boat team gathers folk artists who talk, learn and sing, and beautiful girls, and they walk around the streets to perform, which is also a highlight.

Back at the vineyard, my old lady Zhang Huilan not only couldn't stop herself, but also turned around Wu Binghua's envoys.

The aroma of soybeans emanated from the kitchen. When Wu Tao smelled the familiar smell, he knew it was brown sugar and soybeans. It tasted delicious and sweet. The only disadvantage was that he was prone to farting.

He went into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of warm brown sugar soybeans from the basket, and chewed them until they crackled in small handfuls.

Zhang Huilan was busy making some preparations for offering sacrifices to the Stove King, and ignored her son.

Under the corridor in front of the door, the old man, with his second grandfather and eldest aunt, was flipping through the family tree, and there was no time to talk to him.

This genealogy has gone through twists and turns, and it has been preserved to this day. It is definitely the most valuable cultural relic in the family.

Wu Tao chewed and wandered to the main room, where Wu Binghua was sitting beside piles of straw paper, stringing paper money for ancestor worship.

The two aunts from Baodao are helpers in name, but their skills are quite unfamiliar after all, and most of the time they are just chatting.

After greeting the two aunts, Wu Tao casually asked, "Where are Uncle Biao and Uncle Biao?"

Aunt Biao waved her hand and said, "Don't mention it. In the past two days, the government has invited you to eat and drink. Not ten times, but eight times!"

Wu Tao was secretly surprised, the officials are too hungry, right?

After thinking about it, I was relieved a lot.

Who made Beijiang poor? Without capital, it will be difficult for officials to make political achievements, and it will be difficult for localities to develop.

Therefore, among the current government and businessmen, the status is somewhat upside down.

Seeing capital, no matter whether it is a high-ranking official or a small official, they are like a cat smelling a fishy smell, and they will pounce on it and bite it.

Officials flattered businessmen, and even cheated to some extent. In any case, first deceive people and capital to the ground, and the rest is easy to say.

Let him go, Wu Tao shook his head and didn't care anymore.

Going around to the gate of the courtyard, just in time for Xiao Jiang, Heidan and Shi Ziheng to come back happily with a big bag of sweet popcorn and rice crackers.

While walking, they held rice pop tubes as guns and shot at each other with sound effects.

"Bang bang bang..."

"biubiu..."

"Thug..."

Wu Tao snatched the rice flower tube from Xiao Jiang's hand, and stuffed it into his mouth in two bites, crunchy and sweet.

Xiao Jiang was so angry that he burst into tears and cried, "Brother, you pay me, you pay me!"

Wu Tao slapped him angrily and said, "Wouldn't it be over if you take another one?"

"Only this one looks like a rifle the most, the others don't look like..."

"Stop!" Wu Tao pointed at Xiao Jiang and warned, "Otherwise, I won't have your New Year's gift!"

Xiao Jiang immediately stopped crying, grabbed a handful of rice crackers, stuffed them into his mouth, and began to chew bitterly.

Seeing what happened at home, I couldn't help myself, so I just took a car and went back to Fugui's home.

Along the way, there were many people entering the city, and the cars were not driving fast.

Wu Tao leaned on the back seat, lazily chatting with Song Zhuang about homework.

"Uncle Zhuang, it's almost New Year's Eve, and I still trip you up by my side. Does Auntie have any objection?"

Song Zhuangle said with a chuckle: "When she saw the salary I got back, she didn't talk nonsense. The family is well taken care of, but she even reminded me to take good care of you."

"Auntie really understands righteousness, is virtuous and diligent!"

"Hey, don't praise her. She just treats you as a cash cow!" Song Zhuang said bluntly.

When the car passed Qiu Meiren's photo studio, Wu Tao saw people gathered at the door.

My heart is full of strangeness, this is unscientific! When did Qiu Meiren's photo studio become so popular?

Out of curiosity, I got out of the car and walked in to see that there was still a long line waiting to take pictures.

No, it's the Chinese New Year, and many families come to take a family portrait with their families, and record the growth moment for the thriving children by the way.

After all, it changes every year, and after a new year, it becomes a year older.

As soon as Wu Tao entered the door, he was caught by Qiu Xiaotian, "Come and help me for a while, I'm going to go to the toilet."

The family who was photographed suddenly became unhappy, "Hey, master, we can wait for you when you go to the bathroom. But it's not right for you to use a young man to fool things."

Wu Tao shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he was helpless.

But Qiu Xiaotian became more logical, "Brother, sister, can I fool you? Let me tell you the truth, his skills are much better than mine. He is a famous photographer in our province!"

As he spoke, he took the public photography and opened it for the other party to see.

While turning over, he also stared at the other party, as if his firm gaze could convince the other party.

In the end, not only was the family not persuaded, but they accused Chou Xiaotian of saying, "Master, you have this skill, and our family portrait has been taken, don't you think so?"

The implication is, don't push yourself, hurry up and shoot.

Qiu Xiaotian felt helpless all over his body, especially the helplessness of his bladder swelling, so that his legs clamped a little tighter, Wu Tao couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, a surprised voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Hey, aren't you Wu Tao, the master photographer?"

Wu Tao was also shocked when he heard the sound, there are still people who can recognize him here.

Looking back, it turned out to be a classmate from Beijiang Middle School, a boy with acne and glasses.

"You definitely don't know me. I'm Wang Chao from Class 8. I'm a classmate with Yang Guangwei. I often hear him tell your legendary stories."

"Hello."

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

Wang Chao turned around and said, "Of course, Dad, he is our number one this year, he is versatile, and he is good at taking pictures."

The middle-aged man looked over and said, "Little master, can I ask you to help us take pictures later?"

Wu Tao took a look at Qiu Xiaotian's horrible appearance of being urinated to the point of exploding, smiled and nodded in agreement.

Chou Xiaotian was finally liberated, put down the camera, covered his lower body, shouted 'Excuse me', and rushed out.

Wu Tao picked up the camera, and his demeanor suddenly changed, he was no longer the lazy boy he was before.

"Uncle and aunt change positions..."

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

After a series of patient and professional adjustments and guidance, the people behind the team were all confused and nodded frequently.

After all, you are a master of photography, you are an expert!

When Qiu Xiaotian urinated and came back leisurely, a group of people queuing up at the door were happily discussing: "Master has promised to help us take pictures..."

"Then I will also go to the master to take pictures!"

"I am coming too!"

How long has Wu Tao's craftsmanship been recognized by so many people? Qiu Xiaotian thought in a daze, the world is really changing fast!

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