In order to take his parents and Aunt Cheng and take a good look around Beijing, Li Yange directly chartered a van taxi, first went to Tiananmen Square to visit a circle, and at about two o'clock in the afternoon, the group diverted to the Forbidden City.

Li Yange pointed to the tall and majestic gate not far away and said, "Mom, Aunt Cheng, there is the Forbidden City over there, this is the noon gate, didn't I mail you a stack of videotapes before?" That's where that movie was made. ”

"I know, I saw it in the movie, but I didn't expect to come here to see it in person, it's so high, it has to be thirty meters, to say the least, right?"

Li Jianguo looked at the vermilion city wall, which was almost twenty or thirty meters high, and it couldn't be fully shown in the movie.

It is no wonder that in ancient times, when fighting and attacking cities, so many people needed to die, and at a height of twenty or thirty meters, it was more than enough to fill the corpses of thousands of people.

"The height of the noon gate is almost thirty-eight meters." Li Yange had been in the crew of "The Last Emperor" before, and had listened to a brief introduction from the Cultural Protection Bureau of the Forbidden City, so when he took his parents and others to visit, he could say a few words.

Dong Qiuhua looked at the vermilion city wall and asked a little weakly: "Son, why is this city wall all vermilion?" Is it because there are so many dead people here, and blood is splattered everywhere, that the city walls are painted red? ”

"Mom, where did you hear that? If it's because so many dead people are painted red, how many people will have to die. In the face of his mother's innocent words, Li Yange couldn't cry or laugh, the city wall connected to the noon gate is more than 30 meters high and more than 3,400 meters long, and how many people have to die to paint the city wall red for this.

"Isn't that what movies and television often say about launching the noon gate beheading?" Dong Qiuhua asked inexplicably, when she was watching movies and TV at home, many of those Hong Kong costume dramas were filmed like this.

"Nothing. This noon gate is the main gate of the Forbidden City, how can it be possible to kill prisoners here, what you said is all made up in the TV series. ”

Li Yange shook his head, the word "noon gate beheading" was purely made up by some people, you must know that the status of noon gate, in ancient times, it was equivalent to the door of the office building of a country's top leader, and it was the national-level leaders who came in and out every day, and it was impossible to think about beheading and killing prisoners here.

"Well, I always thought it was really at the noon gate." Dong Qiuhua suddenly realized, after a long time, this noon beheading was made up by others, and she was a little scared before.

Thinking about it now, it's a good thing I didn't say it, otherwise I would have been embarrassed in front of my future in-laws and daughter-in-law.

"Okay Mom, let's go, let's go over there and take a picture." Li Wen pointed to a small stall not far away, the owner of which was a man in his thirties, holding a Polaroid camera of unknown brand, and a wooden sign erected on the side, taking pictures for ten yuan or two.

"Ten yuan, a bit expensive, enough to buy a box of film." Seeing this price, Dong Qiuhua was a little reluctant, there was a camera that Li Yange brought back at home, but he forgot to bring it because he was in a hurry to Beijing.

"It's okay, just take a few photos, it's rare for everyone to come out to play once, take a few photos as a souvenir, and when you go back, you can tell your uncle and them, haven't you been to the Forbidden City in Beijing?" Li Yange smiled, he had a camera sent by Katsuma Tianguji at home, and he thought about bringing it before going out, but he forgot about the effort to get the bag for Cheng Shaojun.

"Yes, I have to take a few photos, but unfortunately I didn't shoot them in Tiananmen Square before."

"It's okay, when I take my grandparents out to play tomorrow, just go over there and take a few photos, I have a camera at home, I just forgot to bring it before."

Soon, Li Yange called Cheng Shaojun, who was shopping with Cheng's mother not far away, and went to call Li Jianguo, who was looking at some fake antiques on the vendors.

"Okay, let's all smile, I say three-two-one, you guys will shout eggplant together."

The stall owner picked up the Polaroid camera, and after finding a good angle, he told Li Yange and his party the essentials of taking pictures.

"Three, two, one!"

"Eggplant!"

In an instant, the five of them shouted in unison, revealing a bright smile.

With a click, the frame is frozen in the camera.

"Come, Mom and Dad, you take a picture together, and you and Aunt Cheng will take a picture later."

After taking a group photo of the five people, Li Yange arranged it for his parents, as well as Cheng Shaojun's mother and daughter, and then Li Yange and his parents, Cheng Shaojun's mother and daughter, Cheng Shaojun and Li's father and Li's mother.

The more I shoot, the more addictive I become, everyone goes back and forth, and unconsciously takes more than 20 photos, and when it comes time to pay for it, Dong Qiuhua sees his son take out a 100-yuan bill, and the other party doesn't even look for it and takes it away, which is called a distress.

One hundred yuan, which is equivalent to her salary for many days.

But soon Dong Qiuhua understood what "true fragrance" was.

I saw her look at the two photos of herself with her son and husband in her hand, the background of the picture was a vermilion city wall, and at her feet was a snowy field, and she hugged her son and husband with a ruddy face, smiling and looking at the camera.

"Not to mention, that guy took a good shot." Dong Qiuhua, who was sitting in the back seat, tapped his head with satisfaction, these two photos are really good.

"Yes, the man filmed me a little too young." Aunt Cheng looked at the photo of herself and her daughter, and she didn't know if it was because of the Polaroid pixel with its own filter, so that some spots and wrinkles on her face were completely invisible at this time.

"Mom, you're young." Cheng Shaojun snuggled up to her mother's side, smiling brightly, she came out to play today, and she could see that her mother was very happy, as a daughter, she was naturally very happy.

When Dong Qiuhua heard this, he leaned over and glanced at the photo, and immediately smiled and said: "Yes, yes, Cheng Meizi, you look at the photos of you and Shaojun, they look like sisters." ”

This is the mother-in-law of the future son, so I have to take care of it!

"I'm still young, I'm going to be fifty soon."

Aunt Cheng touched herself and her daughter in the photo, the silhouette of the two is very similar, if others don't know, looking at the photo, it is really possible to think that they are sisters with a little age gap.

"You're three years older than me, why are you about to be fifty, besides, I work in the workshop every day, and I look much older than you."

"No, Sister Dong, your skin is also very good."

"I can't compare with you, you look at how good our Shaojun's skin is, it must be inherited from you."

“……”

Li Yange, who was sitting in the co-pilot, saw his mother flattering Aunt Cheng on the side and boasting about Aunt Cheng's good skin, and the younger she lived, he was speechless for a while, he knew that his mother was not this kind of person, but the way she looked today must be for herself.

It's hard for mom!

It seems that I have to speed up, while everyone is coming to Beijing for the New Year this year, the relationship with Cheng Shaojun will be determined on the parents' side as soon as possible, if I can directly engage a family and get married next year, it will be beautiful.

Thinking of this, Li Yange glanced at her mother, she still had to mention it.

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