Seeing Wang Taozhi about to start lecturing again, He Ruixue immediately raised her camera and waved, "Xiaojie, hold your mother's arm and pose closer. I'll take a picture of you two as well."
Wang Taozhi's smile suddenly became as bright as the morning sun. "Okay, Dongbao, remember to take pictures of the scenery behind us so that people can see where we are at a glance."
When she takes it back, she will show it off in front of He Chunsheng.
When he says he can't spare the time, isn't it because he's worried that his performance won't be good and the deputy director won't give him a promotion next time?
Look how envious he is this time.
They took another family photo, which was taken by Jiang Yanxu. Seeing his skilled movements, He Xiaojie was a little puzzled, "Uncle-in-law, have you ever held a camera before?"
"Yes, I took someone's picture when I was in school."
“That’s amazing.”
He Xiaojie suddenly remembered that the man in front of her had studied abroad, and asked curiously, "Uncle-in-law, the people you are talking about are not those foreigners, right?"
"Part of it was, we took pictures of each other at graduation."
Seeing that Jiang Yanxu didn't want to talk further, He Ruixue stopped her from asking further questions, "Come, Xiaojie, I'll teach you how to use a camera. Later, you can take a photo of me and Comrade Jiang."
"Really? Auntie, you're so kind!"
He Xiaojie never thought that she would have the chance to touch the camera, and she listened very carefully throughout the whole process.
He Ruixue had adjusted the camera parameters. She only needed to follow her instructions, stand in the corresponding position, hold the camera horizontally and press the shutter at the right time.
He Ruixue and Jiang Yanxu standing together are like a unique landscape.
With a click, the image of the two people standing side by side was captured on the film.
Putting down the camera, He Xiaojie was a little nervous. "Aunt, I don't know how the photos turned out. Should I take a few more pictures?"
"No, I trust you."
Zhao Meiya said with a bit of pride, "If you are good-looking, you can't look ugly no matter how you take pictures.
Xiaojie, learn from your aunt and don't look for those ugly things in the future. It makes me upset when I see them."
"Grandma, I haven't even started yet."
"That's why I have to tell you in advance. By the time you find it, it will be too late. Don't blame me for speaking harshly.
When you go to sleep in the future, there will be a big Yaksha lying on your left and a small Rakshasa lying on your right, and you will be frightened awake in the middle of the night."
Zhao Meiya threatened her, "Back then, your second aunt was ignorant and ran off to the island with a man. If Qiao Rui hadn't been so handsome, I don't think I would have let them in."
He Ruixue didn't expect that her mother was actually a face control.
Some modern people have suggested that in a family with many children, the child that parents love the most has nothing to do with whether he is well-behaved and sensible.
Some like to be close to their children who are dependent on them and cannot leave them; some like children who cry and seem the most vulnerable;
Some are very simple and crude, and just like those who look good.
No matter how she looked at it, she felt that the old lady was the last type.
The Forbidden City is not open to the public now, so a few people went to climb the Great Wall.
In the second half, Jiang Yanxu held He Ruixue's hand, and Zhao Meiya was quite dissatisfied with it.
But she was already exhausted, so she didn't say anything about asking He Dagen to drag her.
At the top of the mountain, several people chose their favorite scenery and took a photo.
The film was whirring, and Wang Taozhi felt distressed. "Dongbao, all these photos cost money. Stop taking pictures. Two photos are enough."
"Sister-in-law, if you think about it this way, the photos you take yourself are cheaper than those taken at a photo studio. If we take one more photo, we earn one more."
"Don't lead me into trouble. It's really better not to take pictures."
"How could that be, sister-in-law? Think about how expensive the round-trip train tickets are. It's a rare trip for us, and it would be a shame if we didn't leave some souvenirs."
Wang Taozhi felt that this made sense. Besides, she was planning to show off the photos to her colleagues and neighbors, so the more photos she brought back, the better.
Thinking about the sky-high price of the round-trip ticket, which was equivalent to two months' salary for her, she immediately stopped caring about the money spent on the film.
Waving his hands, he said, "Okay, I won't persuade you. Go ahead and buy some when you're done. Since you're here already."
The next day, they visited the Summer Palace and the Temple of Heaven.
I came across Donglaishun on the way and went in to have a mutton hotpot. For ten yuan, I could order several large plates of mutton and eat my fill.
On the third day, we went to Caishikou, the place where criminals were executed in ancient times, and took a group photo in front of the Zhengyang Bridge Archway.
Coincidentally, when they were leaving, they happened to meet someone leading foreign tourists to visit.
When He Ruixue saw that he had a camera on his waist, she asked him to help take pictures, and he appreciated it and agreed.
In the afternoon, several people arrived at Xizhimen. The department store here is much taller and more majestic than the ones in the city, and covers a very large area.
There are many kinds of goods and containers everywhere, almost everything is available.
Even Wang Taozhi couldn't help it and bought a long cotton coat without a ticket, and also bought a pair of leather shoes for her man.
Let’s not talk about He Ruixue. The night before yesterday, Jiang Yanxu took her to Pigeon City secretly and exchanged a lot of local tickets.
I bought a set of clothes and shoes for my parents, two cans of milk powder that are hard to find elsewhere, various kinds of wine and tea, and various northern red sausages.
As for photographic supplies such as film and developer, they were also sold in the store. However, because it was a relatively niche store and only accepted industrial films, she was afraid that it would be difficult to buy them when she returned, so she took the opportunity to stock up a lot.
Jiang Yanxu has always had low material desires. After a leisurely stroll, he only bought a few tools for processing medicinal herbs and a dozen old men's sweatshirts, which were obviously for Mr. Xu.
He Xiaojie was selecting pretty hair ties and cute ornaments, but when he checked out he realized his budget was insufficient. Wang Taozhi scolded him and gave him the balance.
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