Transmigrating to the 70s, Taking My Younger Sister to the Countryside

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Chapter 174 Taking Photos

The first show at the cinema this afternoon was "Heroic Sons and Daughters", which tells the story of the hero Wang Cheng and his sister Wang Fang on the battlefield of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea.

Although Lin Wanru and Yang Xiaoxiao had watched it more than once, they were still very excited and excited.

The original owner of Yang Baiyi had this movie in his memory, but this was the first time he actually saw it.

It was already 2300 years ago, and this kind of movie praising heroes was no longer available.

The 1960s and 1970s was an era of admiring and learning from heroes. As the plot of the movie unfolded, the audience couldn't help but immerse themselves in the plot.

Everyone was sometimes nervous, sometimes excited, sometimes jubilant because of the victory of the war, and sometimes in tears because of the fall of heroes.

The audience burst into warm applause until the end of the movie.

Parents who are with their children take the opportunity to educate their children, let them learn from heroes, and become useful talents for the country and the people in the future.

The children looked determined and serious, and nodded solemnly to assure that they would watch a movie and receive patriotic education over the weekend.

"Brother, when I grow up I want to be a hero like Sister Wang Fang and go to the battlefield."

Seeing that her brother and sister Wanru had no intention of educating her, the little girl took the initiative to make a promise.

There are several children of the same age around me, so I can’t fall behind!

"You should study hard and find a good class to attend in the future!

Our country will become stronger and stronger in the future. No country will dare to bully us. You will never have the chance to go to the battlefield again!"

Looking at the little girl's serious look, Yang Baiyi rubbed her little head.

"The US is so powerful, but it doesn't dare to bully us?"

Influenced by her surroundings, the little girl has no good feelings towards the United States, which provoked the Korean War.

"Yes, they won't dare to do that in the future."

Before China truly rose, the United States often targeted us, both overtly and covertly, but never really fought a war from beginning to end.

"Brother, where are we going now?"

Following the crowd out of the cinema and standing under the scorching sun, the little girl looked up at Yang Baiyi.

"Of course we're going to the photo studio to take pictures! Have you forgotten why we came here today?"

Yang Baiyi pinched his sister's little face. This little girl said last night whether she wanted to take a photo today, but she completely forgot everything about the movie today.

"Just like a sister, brother pinched me and it hurt."

The little girl broke free from Yang Baiyi's clutches and hugged Lin Wanru's waist for protection.

"Don't bully Xiaoxiao. Your big hands were so rough that they made Xiaoxiao's face red."

Lin Wanru lightly punched Yang Baiyi on the arm.

"She's hot, how could I possibly use any force? Okay! I surrender, let's go take pictures now."

Last year, when Yang Baiyi was looking for the black market, he saw a photo studio on the road. He didn't think about taking pictures at the time, so he didn't specifically remember the specific location.

But this is not a problem for Yang Baiyi. The cinema is on a busy street. How could there be no human-powered tricycles in a busy place?

"Master, how much does it cost to go to the photo studio?"

Yang Baiyi hailed a tricycle at random on the roadside.

"As long as you're not pulling anything heavy, it's a dime."

The tricycle driver said enthusiastically.

"We're not pulling anything heavy. There are only three of us, two adults and one child."

Yang Baiyi helped Lin Wanru and Yang Xiaoxiao onto the tricycle, and he got on last.

After crossing two streets and arriving at the door of the photo studio, Yang Baiyi handed over a dime.

"Master, if you're not in a hurry, just wait here for a while. We can take your car when we go back."

The dilapidated county town in the 1970s had no appeal to Yang Baiyi. The first few times he came here, apart from going to the pharmaceutical company to get medicine and looking for Hei Hu on the black market, he spent the rest of the time staying in the guesthouse.

I have to take them both out to play later, and Yang Baiyi doesn’t know where to go, so he simply lets the tricycle driver be the guide.

"No hurry, no hurry. You guys go in and take pictures. I'll wait here."

The tricycle driver agreed readily. The county town was not big and most workers had bicycles. Sometimes he would ride his tricycle for half a day without meeting anyone who took a car.

He could wait here for a while and earn a dime when he returned. Of course he wouldn't refuse such a good thing.

Yang Baiyi and his friends entered the photo studio, and there were several people queuing in front of them.

Although photo studios are definitely considered high-end nowadays, there is only one photo studio in the entire county, and its business is very good every day.

Fortunately, there was no makeup or changing of clothes service for taking photos at this time. The photographer started pressing the shutter as soon as people sat down, so the photos were taken very quickly.

Soon it was Yang Baiyi and his friends' turn. The photographer fiddled with the camera with a very cold attitude.

"Who of you wants to take a picture? Come here quickly."

At this time, no matter what job you do, you will get paid according to your level.

No matter how much you work, there is no commission or performance bonus, so the booming business does not make photographers happy, but very annoyed.

"Uncle, we all need to take pictures. Please take the picture of my brother first. My brother's picture is to be shown to his parents-in-law. You must take a picture of him that looks energetic."

Normally the little girl doesn’t talk much when meeting strangers, and she’s even a little shy.

Today, in order to make a good impression on her brother in front of her parents who are like her sister, the little girl gave it her all.

"Okay, don't worry, little girl. I will take good care of your brother."

Seeing such a cute little girl, the photographer's tone couldn't help but soften.

In the end, each of the three took a solo photo, Yang Baiyi and his sister took a group photo, and then took a group photo with Lin Wanru. Finally, the three of them took a large group photo together.

"Comrade, please give me two copies of each of these six photos."

After taking the photos, Yang Baiyi told the photographer what he wanted.

In addition to mailing a copy to Lin Wanru's home, Yang Baiyi also planned to give a copy to his grandparents so that they could take it out and look at it when they thought their siblings were hungry.

"Okay, it's one dollar per photo, and fifty cents per developed photo. You took six photos in total, and you need to develop six more, so the total is nine dollars. You can come pick them up in three days."

The photographer calculated that the total amount was nine yuan, which was almost half a month's salary for a worker in this small county town.

I have worked in a photo studio for so many years, and few people are willing to take pictures like this.

"Comrade, how about this? I'll pay first, and can you keep the photos with me? I can pick them up next time I come to the county town?"

Yang Baiyi took out a big unity note and placed it on the counter.

"That's no problem. I'll give you a ticket and you can pick it up with the ticket when the time comes."

The photos are light and don’t take up much space, so people from towns and villages often fail to pick them up on time, so it is common for them to be left here for a while.