The closer the Chinese New Year comes, the more lively the village is. Children are running and jumping, laughing everywhere, and so is their house. What the children look forward to most throughout the year is the Chinese New Year.

  Ye Yaodong also took advantage of the wind and couldn't go out to sea, so he rode his bicycle and went to the town photo studio to find the owner.

  Today is only the twelfth day of the lunar calendar. After returning from his mother-in-law’s natal home a few days ago, he has been busy going to sea, and today is the only time he finds time.

  Because it’s not yet the end of the year, the photo studio should not be very busy, and the weather is not bad today, so hurry up and ask someone to come over to take pictures, otherwise, in a few days, it is estimated that there will be more people taking pictures.

  Last year when he was born again, he didn’t take a family portrait in the first year. He only took pictures of their family of four. He already felt very regretful. This year he will definitely have to take a family portrait.

  Everything else can be discussed later, what to do in the future, only time cannot stop, memory will also fade, now I don’t take many photos, the fragments of memories in the future will only be blurred, with photos, I can still recall the past clearly.

  Taking pictures of all the good things now, and taking them out later to see them are full of memories, which is the most precious thing.

  Ye Yaodong was pedaling his bicycle, the cold wind blowing head-on directly to his cuffs and neckline, it was cold, and behind him sat Ye Chenghu who wanted to follow.

  The father and son chatted while cycling, which was not boring.

   "Isn't it good to play at home? It's so lively with so many people playing together, I have to come out to blow the cold wind."

   "I'm not cold! I have to follow! It's not fun to follow them, it's fun to follow you."

   "Let's say it first, I won't buy you anything to eat. Don't make a wrong decision. Don't think that you can eat whatever you want after you come out. I don't have any money."

  Ye Chenghu wrinkled his nose and snorted twice, "You took all my lucky money, and you still said you have no money."

   "What about your New Year's money? You don't want it anymore, it's not mine anymore? It's the New Year's money my mother-in-law gave me, so what else is there for you?"

   "No, I was thinking that my grandma would give me two copies next year, so that I could hand in one and keep one. I was so stupid that I forgot to tell my grandma. I was so mad."

  Ye Yaodong was amused when he heard it, "My boy, you're thinking fast? Still thinking about asking your grandma to take it back and give it a double share next year?"

   No wonder that day when he saw Mother Lin take out the red envelope, he hurried forward and dragged people into the house.

   "Who told Hui Hui Niang to take it away? Ask her to ask for it, but they don't have it."

   "Then if you ask me, it's mine."

  Ye Chenghu pouted, feeling aggrieved, he finally caught his father today, and his hope was shattered again. I thought his father would be more talkative, and he could give some pocket money, or buy something to eat.

  Ah~ When will he grow up?

  Ye Yaodong heard that there was no movement behind him, chuckled twice, and ignored him, how could a child put so much money in his hand, and occasionally giving three or five cents would be enough to make other children envious.

  He is quite used to children. If other people's children dare to ask for money, the parents can spray them bloody.

  Ye Chenghu's depressed mood didn't last long. When he rode his bicycle to the town, he couldn't see clearly, so he couldn't care less about getting angry.

  Sitting on the back seat, his neck stretched out so long, he looked left and right, wishing he had a pair of eyes on both sides and the back of his head, making it impossible to see.

  There are shops on the left and right sides, there are hawkers setting up stalls everywhere, people going to and from the market, and there are loud yelling.

   It’s almost Chinese New Year, there is a market every day in the town, and there are a lot of stalls on the roadside, there are all kinds of things, food, play, and everything.

  Although Ye Chenghu came here once last year, but watching it again this year, it is still very fresh. Which child does not like to be lively, and this is not something you can see every day.

   "Dad, Dad ~ they sell candied haws and marshmallows ~"

   "Sit down calmly, otherwise if I don't watch you later and let you be abducted by a kidnapper, I have nowhere to look for it. Don't be too miserable if you lose your arms and legs and goug your eyes."

  Ye Chenghu shuddered and didn't dare to move anymore. It wasn't the first time his father talked about the tragedy after being abducted, but this time he always felt that he was much more serious.

   "If I don't move, I will grab your clothes and stay in the car."

   "Well, hold my waist so that you won't be afraid of being carried away. Be good, and I'll buy you something delicious when I get back."

  Ye Chenghu nodded like a chick pecking at rice, looking very cute, but found that his father couldn't see it, so he immediately responded happily, "I knew you were the best, dad."

   "Don't give me ecstasy soup."

  Ye Yaodong also looked around while riding, looking at the stalls on the side of the road, and felt that there was nothing unusual, but for today's people, this is already extremely lively.

  The more people walked into the street, the more people there were. He couldn't ride on the bicycle all the time, so he could only get off and push it. Ye Chenghu still let him sit firmly on the back seat so as not to be squeezed.

Afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to return, he stopped halfway to buy something, so he decided to drop by, so he simply bought some roasted seeds and nuts, and some candy. He saw that there were red dates and longan sold, so he weighed two catties and put them all in front of the bicycle. basket.

  Ye Chenghu’s pockets were also stuffed with melon seeds, red dates and candies. He smiled so hard that he couldn’t see his teeth, and sat in the car while shopping and eating. He was very happy, because his father was willing to spend money.

  He said it was wise to come out with his father!

  Yang Yang didn’t even have to eat it yet!

  Ye Yaodong originally wanted to see if there were any Spring Festival couplets for sale, and bought them all at once, so as to save him having to find time to buy them in ten or so days.

   I didn’t expect to walk all the way, but I didn’t see any Spring Festival couplets for sale, and I don’t know if it’s still early and no one has put them out yet.

   But if you don’t have one, you can just forget it. If you have time, you can come out and buy it. If you don’t have time, just ask the fortune teller in the next village to write a copy.

The father and son stopped and went, and when they got to the photo studio, the baskets in front of the car were full, and even the handles on both sides were covered with several paper bags, small net bags, all kinds of things. food.

  Ye Chenghu couldn't close his mouth with joy, "Father, I will return next year's New Year's money to you, not to mother!"

   "Yes, as long as you can convince your mother, or you can give me all the pocket money you saved."

   "I don't have any pocket money, my mother won't give it to me. I used the toothpaste peels to exchange the maltose a few days ago. I exchanged a piece, and then I licked and ate it with Yangyang."

  Ye Yaodong: "..."

   It's so pitiful, and each of them licks and eats...

  He couldn't bear to coax their pocket money anymore.

   "When I go back, I will tell your mother that I will give you two cents a day to buy food after school."

   "Really?" Ye Chenghu was so happy that he almost jumped up from his bicycle, and the car almost turned over on his side. "Father, are you serious? You can't lie!"

   "Sit down for me."

Ye Chenghu was very excited, "Father, then remember to go back and tell your mother to give me two cents a day as pocket money. There are a lot of things to eat as soon as the school gate arrives after school, but it is lively, and some people can go shopping. We can just stand there and watch for a while, and then go home disheartened."

   "Well, then you have to study hard. If you fail the exam all day, your mother will definitely not agree. It's fine if you don't give you a whip."

  Ye Chenghu's face suddenly collapsed again, "You still have to study hard?"

   "Well, sure, your mother is not easy to talk to, but if you do well in the exam, I will ask her to reward you."

"All right."

  Ye Yaodong also put his best intentions, lest the child, like him, lose interest in reading for a few days and don't want to study anymore.

   In this way, at least there is money hanging there. In order to receive pocket money, how can we be more serious?

   For children who are short of food and clothing, this is also a good way.

  When he was a child, his mother was too picky. If he was tempted with money, he would definitely not drop out of school early. If he had to bite the bullet, he would have to study for a few more years, saving him from not being able to read a few big characters.

  In those days, they had nothing to eat, and they had to work. They worked during the day and only went to school at night.

   Despite the constant traffic on the street, the front of the photo studio is quite deserted, with only two couples queuing up to take pictures there.

  At this time, photos are usually taken at moments full of ceremonies such as marriage, graduation, and parting.

  Ordinary people seldom take pictures, and they are reluctant to pay the money. He thinks that these two couples should be here to take wedding photos. Many people got married years ago.

   As the saying goes, if you have money or not, marry a wife to celebrate the new year.

  Ye Yaodong saw that there were a lot of things in the basket in front of the bicycle, and he didn't dare to put the children and things at the door, lest he turn around and lose money, so he took Ye Chenghu and waited at the door for a while.

  Seeing someone coming out of it, I immediately stopped the owner of the photo studio to explain his purpose.

The owner of the photo studio also has a good impression of him. There are not many people who can ask him to come to take pictures. Throughout the year, he can be counted on ten fingers. It is easy to make a good impression.

   "Afternoon? There is a market this morning, and there are many people coming and going. There may be other people who want to take pictures."

  Ye Yaodong raised his eyebrows, he didn't want to wait until the afternoon, his time was precious.

   "You wait for these two people to finish taking pictures and come with me? How can I make money by taking one or two pictures here? I have a lot of family members, so I need to take quite a few pictures, and my brother's family will definitely take pictures too."

   "I have time to go in the afternoon..."

"In our village, when we see us taking a family portrait, there will definitely be other people who will invite you to take a picture. During the Chinese New Year, everyone is willing to spend money to take a family portrait. Go early, and you can earn more money. Do it here Wait, who knows if there are any guests?"

  The owner of the photo studio hesitated for a while, "Then can you help promote it in your village?"

   "This is simple and easy to say."

   With his mother around, are you afraid that you won't be able to promote it?

   When the time comes to ask his mother to go to the Women's Federation to say a few words, those women will probably rush to take pictures.

  It is natural for women to love to take pictures, no matter when, let alone those who can make money and have wages, they will be more willing than ordinary women.