Nearly two days of wedding photography made Wen Xu feel as if he had taken off a layer of skin, and the whole person was a little confused, when he heard the photographer spit out the two words from his mouth, Wen Xu directly leaned on Da Bai's neck, brushed off the bow tie around his neck with one hand, and gasped for breath.

"I'll go see a small film" Shi Shangzhen looked like a nobody, lifted the long skirt that mopped the floor and walked towards the photographer.

Halfway through, he suddenly turned his head: "Wen Xu, you can come and have a look!"

"Okay!" Wen Xu squeezed out a little smile from his face, and then reached out and patted Da Bai's neck helplessly, only then did he keep up with his daughter-in-law's pace.

Just as Wen Xu sat at the small table next to the filming location, his mother and Hang Chen also came over, gathered around the computer on the table, and looked at the photos taken by the photographer.

Wen Xu took a few looks, and felt that the shooting was very good, he didn't take the daughter-in-law out of shape for himself, and he didn't make himself ugly, anyway, he knew that it was Wen Xu and Shi Shangzhen.

For Wen Xu, the most important thing about the photo is that it is real, and he did not take pictures of himself as he used to see, all the brides in the wedding photos are like being set out of a mold, Wen Xu remembered that he had heard a married colleague tell a joke before, and when he went to the studio in the painting room, he didn't know where his daughter-in-law was, and he looked at more than 20 people in a row, all of them looked the same, and he had to wait for his daughter-in-law to call him, and he could only recognize people by looking at his voice, or who knew who was his daughter-in-law.

Not only did Wen Xu think it was good, but the photographer was also very satisfied with this group of works, so he couldn't stop flipping through it, and then talked to Shi Shangzhen about how to make some adjustments with PS later.

"Sister, you have a good scenery here, can you be our photography base in the future? If there are guests who want to come to shoot, we can be regarded as a win-win situation."

The curly hair, who was almost scared by Dahua and Erhua yesterday, couldn't see yesterday's cowardice at this time, and immediately resumed his so-called artist status, don't be confused by his appearance, he is actually a miscellaneous team leader.

Shi Shangzhen replied directly: "If you don't say anything else, it's a matter of this cost, you don't necessarily have to eat, let me put it this way, just for you for two days and one night, even if you eat and live, if you exchange the cost, you can't come without twenty or thirty thousand, and my room here is difficult to decide, even if many old guests don't have a month in advance, they don't necessarily arrive!"

When Da Lang heard this, he said directly: "Money is not a problem!"

For people who take wedding photos, they all use such a company, and few will care about the extra 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, so the whole team will go on a trip, and there will be no 108,000 yuan?

"Money is not a problem, but my room here is always a problem!" Shi Shangzhen said directly.

That's true, now the house is not enough to rent, not a regular customer and the credit rating has not been deducted, so it is a common thing for you to wait for two months, who is interested in making any money for wedding photos, and who knows what will come when the time comes.

As soon as the big wave heard it, he immediately stopped talking, and when he came, their boss specially instructed everyone, don't mess with this one, or don't eat it and don't go around, so the big wave is enthusiastic, but the proportion is still grasped.

After looking at it for a while, the photographer was also very satisfied with his work, turned his head to Shi Shangzhen and asked: "Sister, why don't you do this, we will give you a part of the shooting fee, you let us exhibit these photos as works, can you see it?"

The man was so satisfied with the photos that he wanted to be part of his portfolio, so he opened his mouth and asked.

As soon as Wen Xu wanted to speak, he immediately heard Shi Shangzhen say: "No, we don't lack this money, and all this thing is washed out, and after it is made, all the things will be sent to me, and I will personally talk to you about the money."

The photographer couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he heard this, and felt that he was also a dignified photographer, why did he feel so unpopular today. In the past, when I took pictures of people, people were always busy and enthusiastic, but today I met these two, and they kept a certain distance when they spoke, a little lukewarm.

But he still can't put on the style of a famous photographer, he knows who his boss is, and he also knows what his boss means by taking good photos of you to make people satisfied, smart as he knows that this person is not offended by himself, so this little depression is also put in the bottom of his heart.

"That's fine, I'll let my assistant show you!" said the photographer.

"Don't be an assistant, it's just you, when the time comes, some things will turn into something after the assistant turns like this, I will tell you directly, everyone has a little more peace of mind" Shi Shangzhen looked at the screen here, and kept flipping through the small films that were taken.

Wen Xu was a little paralyzed at this time, sitting on the chair and turning his head to watch a group of people busy packing up their things, the most important thing was to check that these guys didn't let them miss anything, or leave garbage or something on their own territory.

That's it, about half an hour later, Shi Shangzhen, his mother, and Hang Chen were still chatting about small pieces, and a bunch of miscellaneous things that had been packed up were waiting to go back one by one, but these people obviously didn't notice these people at all now, and continued to talk with great interest.

Wen Xu saw it and said, "People are waiting to get off work, if you want to see it, let someone give you a copy and keep it for you to read?"

Shi Shangzhen thought for a moment and said to the photographer: "Then trouble you!"

Hearing Shi Shangzhen say this, the photographer smiled: "Okay!"

Wen Xu actually smiled gratefully at himself when he saw the big waves, and then quickly walked into the car, and after a while, he took a USB drive and gave Shi Shangzhen a copy of the things he had photographed.

Back in the small courtyard, Wen Xu began to order, and then the family ate around the table, and today the meal was quiet, and the three of them, young and old, all stretched out their heads and looked at the computer.

"Eat, eat, the dishes are cold," Wen Xu stretched out his hand and gently tapped the table with his knuckles, and said to the servants.

Shi Shangzhen raised her head here, Wen Xu thought she was going to talk about eating, but who knew what came out of her mouth was: "Wen Xu, why do I think the colors on my screen are not as good as those on their computers!"

Wen Xu had a black line on his heart, and opened his mouth to say: "He uses an apple that makes film, and you have an ordinary computer here, if you want the same, just take down the apple book upstairs! Hurry up and eat ......."

Before the rice word was spit out, he heard Hang Chen say, "I'll get it!"

After saying that, he stood up and ran upstairs with a trot, and came down with the apple book in less than two minutes. Then Wen Xu watched the woman copy the film to the apple book, and watched it together with relish.

Wen Xu really had nothing to say to this couple, so he buried his head in eating it. After waiting for Wen Xu to finish eating, the couple still maintained their original appearance, chatting and laughing together, and they didn't know what to look at in these photos.

"I'll go out for a walk!"

Wen Xu felt that the 'air' here was not very good, so it was better for him to go out for a walk!

After finishing speaking, Wen Xu saw that no one wanted to take care of him, so he had to push open the door by himself, beckoned the pillar to go out for a spin, which was considered to be a meal after eating.

I hadn't taken a few steps out of the door when I saw Lao Dao coming over.

"Boy, it's just right!" Lao Dao saw Wen Xu head-on, and immediately became happy, and raised his eyebrows upwards with a short broom.

"What's the matter?"

"I don't have any alcohol to drink here, I want you to send me a few bottles of wine, it's better to get a few more, and then send them to where I live now" Lao Dao was not polite, and directly asked Wen Xu.

"You're drinking in our ancestral hall, what if you get drunk?" Wen Xu replied.

This morning, everyone unanimously agreed, let Lao Dao live in the ancestral hall, the main job is very simple, nothing to do to the ancestors of the Wen family to pray for the descendants of the blessing or something, if you have time to teach the children of Wenjia Village martial arts, this job is estimated to be the easiest errand, there is no work requirements, there is no late arrival and early departure, not to mention punching in.

The treatment is to provide three meals a day, and every month there can be a salary of 3,000 yuan like other old people who keep the ancestral hall, which can be regarded as a pension.

Lao Dao didn't say he was satisfied, he didn't say he was dissatisfied, anyway, after the notice arrived, he didn't say a word about a small baggage, and he heard that he took a fritter from Bu Xinjian's breakfast table and lived in the ancestral hall.

"I'm in my ears, your ancestral hall is inside, there are three doors in between, and there are a few old men who have nothing to do, light incense, light a fire and worship or something, there are people almost twenty-four hours a day, what am I going to do there when I get drunk?" Lao Dao couldn't help but feel a little angry when he heard Wen Xu say this.

"What's wrong with you, unhappy?" Wen Xu saw that Lao Dao was still a little angry, so he opened his mouth and asked.

After two mornings of getting along, Wen Xu felt that this old way really had two brushes, even if he was a warlock, he could be regarded as a capable warlock, just with this kung fu, not to mention three thousand a month, ten thousand was worth it.

"It's okay, just a few old men in your ancestral hall are really annoying," the old man said angrily.

Wen Xu could only sigh when he heard it, several old people living in the ancestral hall are all sixty or seventy, and when it comes to the generations are Wen Xu's brothers, the only elder is the ninth grandfather who has a little abnormal brain, although the old man's brain is not normal, but when it comes to this ancestral hall and the like, the old man is sober, he used to sweep the ancestral grave every day, and now in addition to sweeping the ancestral grave, he is wiping the tablets of the ancestors in the ancestral hall, and rarely talks to people.

"Seriously, is there any wine?" said the old man.

"Isn't there any wine in the ancestral hall?" Wen Xu was very surprised, because there must be wine in the ancestral hall, this Wen Xu knows, although Wen Xu has not been there much since it was built, but he still knows something, the old people in the ancestral hall have wine from time to time when they have small sacrifices, and these old men get together, they will drink a small cup when they have nothing to do, how can there be no wine? Not only is there wine, but the wine is also good, one is the blue of the ocean and the sea, more than 100 yuan a bottle.

"That wine can also be called wine?" The old Taoist priest glared and said, "Boy, if you are stingy, just say directly, why are you going around the bend with me, I am this old person, is it interesting?"

Wen Xu smiled and said, "You are so old, why are you so reasonable to ask people for things?"

Lao Dao continued to say confidently: "How can I say that I have passed on a few skills from you, shouldn't I eat some wine from you?"

Wen Xu listened and said, "Yes, yes, I'll go back and get it for you!"

"Send it to me!" said the old man, who turned around and walked straight away!

Wen Xu looked at the back of the old man, and felt that when he looked at it, he remembered how Sun Wukong came out to learn art in Journey to the West, stealing other people's clothes to wear on his body, and learning how people walked.

Just looked at Lao Dao and left his sight, Wen Xu turned around directly, took the white cow out, took three bottles of Moutai and three bottles of Wuliangye from the space, hung them on the horns of the white cow with a thin rope, and rode the white cow to the ancestral hall like this.

Anyway, Wen Xu had nothing to do at this time, and he didn't want to go home, in case he was caught by Shi Shangzhen and wanted to discuss those photos with him, Wen Xu felt that his brain might explode directly.

When Wen Xu arrived slowly riding the white ox, the sky was already dark, and the lights around the ancestral hall had been lit up, illuminating the eaves and shadow walls of the ancestral hall, which looked not only antique, but also with a solemn and tranquil.

Wen Xu stood at the door, went up to the seventh-level stone platform, and looked up to see a gold-edged and blue-bottomed chapter hanging in the middle of his head, with four big characters written on it: Wen's ancestral hall.

The two gates are seven meters wide, and there are nine rows and nine columns on each door of the copper nails on the Zhu bottom, anyway, Wen Xu thinks that this should be placed in the Qianqing Dynasty, and with these nails on the door, it is estimated that they are enough to destroy the clan.

As soon as Wen Xu stood in front of the door, he was about to reach out and grab the door knocker of the beast's head, which was bigger than a human head, when he heard a dog barking from inside.

"Shut up!" the dog shut up with an angry old man's angry shout.

"Who?"

"I, Wen Xu!" Wen Xu raised his voice.