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Chapter 42 Drone

"Let me teach you a trick from the dad above. When you are free on weekends, take your child to a toy supermarket or snack street on purpose. Make an appointment with her in advance to only buy one or two toys. If the child doesn't abide by the agreement, she will act violently. If you have a temper and want to buy something, just ignore her and watch her make trouble. This will make her understand that the universe does not revolve around her, which is very important!"

"I agree. If you raise your child to be a fairy or a daddy, you will definitely suffer a lot in society in the future, and you will suffer the same in the future."

"Haha, this is a good idea. Thank you for your suggestions. I will definitely try it this weekend."

"Hey, looking at the lively discussion between you, this single person will only think that Yaya is more well-behaved. Not to mention that she forced Zhong Tao to buy something for her. Even Yaya stopped Zhong Tao from buying something!"

"The child is so angry with the father"

Discussions on the barrage were raging. Zhong Tao's rural life is really enviable to have a little sister like Yaya.

Not only is he sensible and able to work, but he also saves money, who can resist this!

But even if he doesn't buy snacks, Zhong Tao still has to consume what he should.

After shopping around, Zhong Tao bought some daily changes of clothes and toiletries. Of course, Zhong Tao didn't forget to buy things like oil and noodles.

The procurement was fruitful, and the sacks Zhong Tao brought were filled.

This time I spent a total of 97 yuan on the night market stalls.

There is no way, things in the county are also cheap!

A short-sleeved shirt costs 13 yuan, and long pants cost [-] yuan. The total cost of a complete outfit is only [-] yuan.

Although the material is a bit poor, it is enough as long as it fits well and absorbs sweat.

"Okay, Master Zhong Tao, it's getting late now and it's time to go back."

A program staff member weakly reminded Zhong Taodao.

The time now is 06:30 in the evening, and it would be around seven or eight o'clock to walk back to the village.

If you don't leave now, you will have to walk at night.

"Go back to the village?" Zhong Tao shook his head: "I still have something to buy."

Still haven’t bought anything?

I’ve bought everything I need to buy!

What else does Zhong Tao want to buy?
Counting on fingers, I didn't buy any firewood.

However, firewood is difficult to carry, so Zhong Tao can just go up the mountain to pick up some and chop some. Considering Zhong Tao's physical fitness, it won't take too long to collect enough firewood.

"Come on Yaya, let's go to the scrap station."

Zhong Tao smiled slightly.

After hearing Zhong Tao's words, the audience looked puzzled.

What are you going to do at the scrap yard if you have nothing to do?
Is Zhong Tao going to buy some garbage?
Even director Hou Yao found it puzzling.

So far, everything Zhong Tao bought was within his expectations.

If Hou Yao was living in the countryside, he would still buy the same things.

But Hou Yao couldn't figure out what the smelly scrap station could contain.

Zhong Tao led Yaya carrying the sack and asked people in the county all the way until they finally arrived at the gate of the scrap station.

The waste station in the county is similar to what everyone remembers, with large machines that press garbage into pieces and mountains of garbage piled high.
There really isn't much to see in this place, so most people just walk around.

"Is anyone here?" Zhong Tao shouted loudly as he entered the scrap collection station. It seemed that he was very familiar with the scrap station.

"What?"

A deep voice sounded, and the owner of the scrap collection station emerged from behind the garbage pile.

When they saw the owner of the scrap collection station, the audience's eyes widened.

Boy, this outfit is so unique!
The owner of this scrapyard has big red hair that looks like a chicken coop, wears a leather vest with sequins, and half of a breakdancing glove on his hand!
Whether it is from his dress or from his melancholy eyes and sparse stubble, the audience can confirm that this guy is not mainstream!
These days, there are actually some non-mainstream people alive!

"Holy shit, shit, shit, shit, seeing this thing immediately brought back distant memories for me, as if I was back in the summer of my childhood."

"Ah, ah, it seems that non-mainstream was very popular more than ten years ago. I still remember my signature in high school: I would rather be arrogant to the point of moldiness than be obsessed to the point of going crazy."

"The format of the barrage above is wrong. It should be: I'd rather be in a high position and become moldy than be obsessed with someone until I go crazy."

"If the non-mainstream in the past was considered trendy, then the non-mainstream now is considered retro, purely old school!"

"You are really able to put gold on the face of non-mainstream people. This thing is neither human nor ghost. It makes me upset when I look at it."

"Don't be biased against the non-mainstream. At least when the non-mainstream was popular, those non-mainstream people didn't do anything to disturb the people. Nowadays, some of the spirited young people are better. They use will-o'-the-wisps and loudspeakers and dance in residential areas in the middle of the night. What a disaster!"

The appearance of the scrapyard owner aroused strong reactions from the audience.

As for any older audience, who hasn’t seen non-mainstream films when they were young?
Even as long as people in that era went to a barber shop, they were likely to experience "non-mainstream" hairstyles.

After all, Teacher Tony of that era liked to blow people's hair high and fluffy, just like wearing a big helmet.

In fact, non-mainstream is a very interesting cultural symbol of the times. Tracing its roots back to the "Gothic culture" from abroad.

However, although "Gothic culture" is a foreign thing, after it came to our country, its style quickly changed and even blended into the local culture. After deconstruction, it was given different meanings of Gothic culture. This was the reason why non-mainstream culture flourished everywhere at that time. No wonder the audience was filled with emotion after seeing it.

Zhong Tao didn't have much reaction when he saw the owner of this non-mainstream scrap station, and said skillfully: "I'm here to buy the goods."

"Buying something?" The non-mainstream glanced at the sack on Zhong Tao's back, then glanced at the program team in the distance, and then lowered his voice and said to Zhong Tao: "Follow me."

The non-mainstream was very familiar with this garbage mountain. They turned east and west in front of the road, and Zhong Tao followed closely with Yaya.

The cameraman was stunned and hurried to follow.

But the road in the garbage mountain is not easy to walk. If he accidentally slipped, the cameraman fell into the garbage pile. Unfortunately, he was contaminated with garbage and sewage, which was disgusting to hear.

However, the experience of the cameraman did not arouse the sympathy of the audience.

"No, how did you film this show? Zhong Tao and that non-mainstream person have disappeared."

"Did you notice that Zhong Tao looks familiar, as if he has bought things at the scrapyard before?"

"This is impossible, let alone buying things at a scrap station. As Zhong Tao, can there be a scrap station within ten miles of his home? I have never heard of any scrap station opening in a wealthy area."

"Looking at the way Zhong Tao and that non-mainstream person were communicating just now, everyone thought they were going to trade some taboo items. I'm really curious about what Zhong Tao will buy in the end. Dog Photography hurry up."

The audience kept urging, but even if the cameraman wanted to follow Zhong Tao, there was no trace now.

In desperation, the cameraman released the drone again.

As the drone took off, everyone was slightly shocked by the scene in front of them.

From a bird's-eye view, you can easily find that each garbage mountain in this waste station has its own characteristics.

For example, there are recyclable garbage piles made up of various bottles, rotten vegetable leaves, kitchen waste made up of leftovers, and even e-waste mountains made up of scrapped electronic products.
(End of this chapter)