The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 205 Beijing Anecdote
"God damn this Jia Zhang family, Qin Huairu married into their family, it's really hard for her!"

He took a full nap at noon. As soon as he woke up, he heard his mother chattering over there. Li Feng took a quick look and felt sorry for her. His relationship was better and the scars didn't hurt anymore.

"Mom, they should stay out of their family's affairs, otherwise they might join hands and cry for help!"

Putting on a youth suit with a stand-up collar, Li Feng fiddled with his hair in front of the mirror while helping his mother retrieve her lost memories.

Liu Yin curled her lips, walked to her son, helped him straighten his shoulders, and tugged on his hem, then stepped back and looked at it with satisfaction.

"Well, this outfit costs fifteen feet of cloth, so it's not a waste of money!"

"It's time to go to work, go to work, behave yourself, don't imitate other people's cheating, you've only been working hard for a long time, don't leave a bad impression on the leader!"

When Li Feng mentioned the spent cloth tickets, he could clearly see the flash of distress on his mother's face, but maybe it was because the style reflected her feelings and the wear was effective, so her mother didn't mention it.

"It's okay. I'm on a business trip. The factory director and his friends haven't developed their photos yet. Which photo studio here has the best brand!"

Seeing her son's new clothes on the boat, Liu Yin was not willing to let them get dusty, so she helped move the bicycle out of the house, and then pointed in the direction of Wang Fu#.

"Why don't you go shopping for clothes in the morning? The Central Photo Studio is right there. A few years ago, your dad took you to take pictures. Don't you remember?"

As she spoke, Liu Yin pointed to the photo frame hanging diagonally on the wall, which was filled with various black and white photos. Among them, at the bottom was Li Deyi holding Li Feng, who was about two or three years old and wearing crotchless pants.

"Is this photo of me?"

Li Feng leaned his head closer and looked at the looming little kid in the photo with his fingers in his mouth and his little tweets. He instantly had the urge to destroy the photo. His reputation would be ruined if someone saw it.

"Who else but you? This picture here was taken by your dad after you went to school!"

Liu Yin rubbed the photo frame with her right hand, and with a slightly sad smile on her face, she looked at the photo and then at her son.

“In the blink of an eye, it’s become so big!”

"This is Li Nan!"

"Puch~hahaha!"

Li Feng pointed to the photo of him sitting on a small stool, with a braided braid and a ghostly pink blush on his face. He couldn't help but laugh.

"This was taken when she was five years old, and your dad painted it on her face!"

The mother seemed to be holding back her laughter, but in the end she couldn't help it anymore, and laughed like her son. Now it seems that her son's aesthetics are the same as hers, and luckily he didn't follow his father's lead.

The latest one is probably from when I was a teenager, probably when I graduated from junior high school, with the words "Central Photo Studio" printed on the lower left corner.

"Okay, I'm going to develop the photos first!"

"Just wear this, won't it be cold?"

Liu Yin took out the military coat and motioned for Li Feng to put it on.

"I have a cardigan underneath, so I'm not cold!"

After saying that, Li Feng glanced at the remaining old photos with his peripheral vision, walked out of the house, pushed his bicycle, and rode directly towards Wangfu#.

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"I wonder, no wonder you dare to name someone with the prefix "国"!"

When Li Feng arrived here, he found the place after asking a random passerby.

Looking at the three-bay facade with the four characters "Central Photography" on it, Li Feng's jaw dropped in shock.

Why are you so shocked? Because on the window on the right, there are enlarged ID photos of three people.

"Is it possible? The source of the pictures hanging on the walls of Dajiang North and South was taken by his family!"

After locking his bicycle at the door, Li Feng stood in front of the display window, listening to several uncles discussing these photos and the story of this photo studio.

"Boss Yao is a great guy. Take a look, these photos are unprecedented." The old men clicked on the large photos in the window and chatted happily.

"Who doesn't know Boss Yao? I already saw him when I was working with Baodufeng and Quanjude!"

Another old man clasped his hands behind his back, and although his tone was very calm, the meaning behind it told the others that the quality of our meal was not low.

"Boss Yao doesn't like this. I've seen him in the cheap shop before!"

Not to be outdone, another uncle dusted off the hem of his coat and raised his chin, as if he was taking the photos of the three people in the photo.

"It's almost six or seven years ago. I took the train with them to move to Beijing and responded to the call to prosper the capital's service industry. In the blink of an eye, alas!"

"You also moved to Beijing from Shanghai?"

"No, it was brought here in one pot!"

It sounds like there are still things that are well hidden. It seems that they are still professional and technical personnel back then. Everyone is sighing. They came with a lot of honors. Now they and this city are gradually experiencing the baptism of time together.

Even though it is during working hours, there is still a lot of traffic in the photo studio. There are people with families and young people dressed in formal clothes, who come to take ID photos.

Although people are not rich in life now and lack material resources, they are obviously full of passion in spirit and are still willing to contribute the few banknotes in their wallets to take photos.

"Those who take photos get a number!"

Maybe because he saw Li Feng wearing new clothes and a fashionable hairstyle, he mistakenly thought that he was rushing to take pictures. The salesperson at the door waved over, took out a piece of bamboo, and reminded him responsibly.

"Uh, comrade, I'm going to develop the photos. As he said that, Li Feng took out the film in his pocket, pinched it and showed it to him!"

"Oh, oh, then just come with me!"

As he spoke, the salesperson looked Li Feng up and down. These days, cameras are rare, and they are usually only available in public houses. They also have a printing room, commonly known as a darkroom. Not many people come to the photo studio to develop photos like this.

"Did you take this photo yourself?"

The young salesman asked curiously while leading the way.

"I'm from the Publicity Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. I borrowed a camera to take the photos for publicity needs inside the mill!"

In order to avoid trouble, in this era dominated by "left" ideas, we should not be labeled as "pursuing capitalism and enjoying it" by outsiders.

It's better to keep a low profile outside. Anyway, it's a photo taken in the factory, so it's appropriate to use the name of the Publicity Department.

"Master Yao, this comrade from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill is here to develop promotional photos!"

Then the salesperson took out a tray, motioned Li Feng to put the film on the tray, and carefully pushed it into the developing room.

"How big are you going to wash?"

The light in the lab was relatively dim. Li Fengying saw a middle-aged man pick up the film and look at the imaging effect in the film under a convex lens under the orange-red light.

"How big can you wash here?"

Li Feng didn't know the current photo specifications, so he humbly asked for advice. "For the group photo of the first two people here, it is recommended to be five inches. For the group photo of this group of people, it is best to be fifteen to twenty inches!"

After looking at it and seeing that the photo was pretty good, Master Yao lay down in front of the window, looked at the young people outside, and said after pondering for a moment.

"Sure, let's do what you said. For the one with multiple people, wash it by twenty inches. It won't be short of money!"

"Okay, you have to go back and wait for five days. Then take this list, pay the money, and get the photos!"

The salesperson on the side opened an order for Li Feng, and Master Yao also collected the film and put it in a numbered bag.

"Can I take a look here?"

"Okay, look, if anything happens, say hello!"

The salesperson nodded and immediately returned to the door, continuing to be ready to place signs at any time.

The display wall is filled with many developed photos, ID photos, family photos, and "wedding photos" of newlyweds side by side.

Li Feng slowly became a browser and stopped at the scenic photos of Sijiucheng, trams, pedestrians, students doing morning exercises...

Although the resolution is not as high as it will be decades later, the superb photography skills still slightly make up for the shortcomings.

At this time, in a studio, a group of lesbians wearing student uniforms laughed out loud, attracting Li Feng's attention.

In the studio BJ, a scenery background was pulled up. About seven or eight female students stood side by side at a 45-degree angle, facing the camera, showing bright smiles.

"Ran Qiuye, how about we take a photo together!"

Li Feng's eyes were curiously staring at the master operating the old-era camera covered with black cloth, when he was suddenly attracted by a question.

"Ran Qiuye, EMM...?"

Looking for the voice, I saw that among the female students I had just glanced at, there was indeed this "acquaintance".

"I won't take pictures anymore. I'm so tired from standing there. I want to go visit the department store!"

Ran Qiuye, who was wearing two braids, took her classmate's little hand, pouted, and hammered her legs to express that she no longer wanted to stand.

"Oh, it's just one picture. From now on, everyone will go their separate ways. I don't know when we will see each other again. Let's keep it as a souvenir!"

The female classmate whose hand was held by Ran Qiuye seemed to have a good relationship with her. She pushed the other students aside with a smile and asked the master to change the background picture. The two of them were holding hands, facing the camera at an angle of 45 degrees, leaving this picture. A sincere friendship.

"Look, there's a gay man at the door who's been looking at us!"

"Just look at it, maybe it's for taking pictures!"

The two little girls did not forget to whisper while taking pictures, and their eyes were unconsciously attracted by Mr. Li Daguan at the door.

"Look at the camera, otherwise the photo won't look good!"

The photographer under the black cloth was obviously dissatisfied with the half-heartedness of the two girls. In order to avoid wasting film, he reminded him anxiously.

The little girls who just took the photo, their family conditions are average, they are too embarrassed to take a group photo. After all, it is not cheap to develop a photo, and it is already very difficult to take a group photo of seven or eight people.

"Hello, comrade, are you here to take pictures too?"

When they saw Li Feng standing at the door of the studio looking at them, those who were brave enough to stand up bravely stood up and spoke to Li Feng.

"I'm here to wash the promotional photos in the factory. Are you students from a nearby school?"

Li Feng smiled and answered the girl's question. He stared at them with clear and somewhat stupid eyes. He could tell at a glance that they were students at the school.

"We are students from Beijing Normal School and are about to go on internship, so everyone from the dormitory came over to take a photo as a souvenir!"

"Oh~ that's it. I wish you a bright future and cultivate more flowers for the motherland!"

Li Feng clapped his hands gently and said beautiful words.

"You are so good at talking. You have long wanted to work. School is so boring!"

"I want to go to the border areas and support them. There is a shortage of teachers in remote areas. I don't know if I can choose them!"

The female classmates were chattering, full of longing for graduation, but also a little anxious about the future.

Li Feng's eyes inadvertently passed over Ran Qiuye, this poor silly woman, who completely "disappeared" in the later stages of the TV series.

In the TV series, it can be said that they are working very hard, counting the cold weather, riding bicycles, and running here and there to pay for the students' tuition. When thinking about the teachers who asked parents to correct their homework in the previous life, the spiritual realm is completely different.

"Do you know Ran Qiuye?"

The female classmate who came to strike up a conversation sensitively noticed Li Feng's gaze, tilted her head, and looked at Li Feng.

"I don't know each other, but I feel a little touched by your friendship. Maybe when I look back ten years from now, I will still cherish every moment on campus."

"You are such a nice person to talk to, hee, hee, hee!"

Girls are generally more courageous than gay men when there are more people. Seeing that Li Feng is good-looking and well-dressed, and they are all of the same age, the little girls still show off their youthful side.

"Yi Zi, come here quickly, this comrade wants to get to know you!"

The little girls watched Li Feng chatting with them and the others for a few words, feeling gradually familiar with them. After the two of them finished taking photos, they pushed Ran Qiuye forward while scratching his armpits.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The future teacher Ran blushed with embarrassment, grabbed the end of his braid, and playfully started to fight with the person who just scratched his armpit.

"It's not nonsense. Look, I've been waiting for you for a long time. You just took pictures and I kept looking at you!"

Even the thick-skinned Li Feng couldn't stand the jokes of these classmates. He rubbed his nose and decided not to get involved.

"Your photos will have to wait for five days. When the time comes, will you come to pick them up together or individually!"

Photographer Fu took the photo, glanced at Li Feng standing at the door, and then asked the girls about their follow-up plans, and rescued Li Feng in time.

"We'll get it ourselves. Whoever is free can get his own when the time comes!"

The female classmate who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Li Feng just now, after consulting everyone's opinions, said to the master with a smile.

"Okay, then I will make an order for each of you. I will make two orders for the two of you who took a photo just now. You can pick them up when the time comes!"

After saying that, the master swishly wrote down the numbers and handed each of them to everyone.

Li Feng, who stepped out of the door in two steps, glanced at the group of cheerful little girls inside, smiled bitterly and shook his head. Fortunately, someone interrupted, otherwise it would have been difficult to get out just now.

I don't know what kind of luck he had recently, but he met characters in TV series one after another. Li Feng couldn't help but sigh, either the world is too small or the capital is too small.

(End of this chapter)