Restart the Flying Age

When I left Houtang Bay, the New Year in the countryside became more and more intense.

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

After a year of hard work, in the end, I look forward to taking a break in the past few days and reviewing the gains and losses of the past year.

For children, New Year's Eve means new clothes, delicious food and New Year's money.

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

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

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

This dry boat team gathered folk artists who talked, learned, and sang, and beautiful girls, and they walked around the streets to perform. It was a big attraction.

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

The smell of soybeans emanated from the stove. Wu Tao knew that it was brown sugar and soybeans when he smelled the familiar taste. It tasted sweet and fragrant. The only drawback was that it was easy to fart.

Going into the kitchen, I grabbed a handful of brown sugar and soy beans from the basket, bit by bit, and chewed it loudly.

Zhang Huilan was busy making preparations to sacrifice to the Kitchen King, ignoring her son.

In the hallway in front of the door, the old man, with his second grandfather and grandmother aunt, was going through the family tree and had no time to pay attention to him.

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

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

The two cousins ​​from Treasure Island are nominally helpers, but after all, their craftsmanship is quite rusty, and most of the time they just talked.

After greeted the two cousins, Wu Tao asked smoothly: "Where are the uncle and the second uncle?"

Aunt Biao waved her hand and said, "Don't mention it, in the past two days, the government would like to eat and drink. There have not been ten times, and there have been eight times!"

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

After thinking about it, I was relieved a lot.

Who makes Beijiang poor? Without capital, it is difficult for officials to achieve political success, and it is difficult for localities to develop.

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

Seeing the capital, no matter how big or small officials are, they are all like cats smelling the fishy smell, they pounced on them, and bit them.

Officials indulge in businessmen, and to a certain extent they even use deception. In any case, the people and capital are deceived first, and the rest is easy to say.

Let him go, Wu Tao shook his head and didn't bother about it anymore.

Wandering outside the courtyard, Xiao Jiang, Hei Dan and Shi Ziheng came back happily with a large bag of sweet popcorn and rice cones.

While walking, they used rice kaleidoscopes as guns, shooting at each other with their own sound effects.

"Boom boom..."

"Biubiu..."

"Suddenly..."

Wu Tao grabbed the rice kaleidoscope in Xiao Jiang's hand and stuffed it into his mouth in two mouthfuls, crunchy and sweet.

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

Wu Tao slapped him out of anger and said, "You won't be done with another one?"

"Only this one looks the most like a rifle, nothing else..."

"Hurry up!" Wu Tao pointed to Xiao Jiang and warned: "Otherwise, I don't have your New Year gift!"

Xiao Jiang stopped crying immediately, grabbed a handful of rice flowers and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing bitterly.

Seeing what happened at home, I couldn't help myself, so I just took the car back to the rich and honorable home.

Along the way, there were a lot of people entering the city, and the car did not drive fast.

Wu Tao leaned back in the back seat and chatted lazily with Song Zhuang about the daily routine.

"Uncle Zhuang, it's almost New Year, and he tripped you by my side. Aunty, right?"

Song Zhuang happily smiled and said, "She saw the salary I got back, but she didn't have any nonsense. The family took care of it properly, and she told me to take good care of you."

"Auntie is really righteous, virtuous and diligent!"

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

When the car passed by 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?

I got out of the car when I was curious, and walked in to take a look. There was still a long queue waiting to take pictures.

No, it’s the Chinese New Year. Many families drag their families to take pictures of the family, and by the way record the growth moments for the thriving children.

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

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

The family that was photographed suddenly became unhappy, "Hey, sir, we can wait for you when you go to the bathroom. But if you use a young man to fool things, this is not right."

Wu Tao shrugged, expressing his helplessness.

Qiu Xiaotian was more deadly, "Brother, sister, can I fool you? I tell you the truth, his craftsmanship is much better than me. That's a famous photographer who can be ranked in our province!"

With that said, he took the public photography and opened it to the other person.

While turning over, staring at the other side stubbornly, as if a firm gaze could convince the other side.

As a result, the family not only was not convinced, but instead accused Qiu Xiaotian: "Master, you have this skill, and our family portrait has been taken, don't you think?"

The implication is that you don't want to **** anymore, take a photo now.

Qiu Xiaotian's helplessness, especially the helplessness of the bladder expansion, made his legs tighten a little bit tighter, and Wu Tao couldn't help but laugh.

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

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

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

"You definitely don't know me. I am Wang Chao from Class 8, and Yang Guangwei are classmates. 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 the number one in our class. He is so versatile and good for taking pictures."

The middle-aged man looked over and said, "Little master, can you please help us take a picture later?"

Wu Tao glanced at Qiu Xiaotian's horrible explosion when he was held up by urine, smiled and nodded in agreement.

Qiu Xiaotian finally liberated ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ put down the camera, clutched his lower body, shouted "borrow", and rushed out.

Wu Tao picked up the camera, and his breath suddenly changed, no longer what he looked like a lazy boy before.

"Uncle and aunt change positions..."

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

With patient and professional adjustment and guidance, everyone in the back of the team nodded frequently.

He is a master photographer, he is a connoisseur!

When Qiu Xiaotian took a pee and came back leisurely, a group of people in line at the door were talking happily: "The master has promised to help us film..."

"Then I have to go to the master to shoot!"

"I am coming too!"

How long has it been since Wu Tao's craftsmanship has been recognized by so many people? Qiu Xiaotian thought with a dazed expression that the world is changing fast!