After Yang Xiaotao looked at Xiaowei's condition, he found that Xiaowei's body had grown a lot, and the outer layer looked like it had a halo, no longer a single green color.

"Xiaowei, come."

Yang Xiaotao watched Xiaowei jump off her arms and jump on the quilt. Even in the growing stage, she was still a child.

咻咻

Xiaowei's voice sounded in my heart, but she still couldn't speak human words.

But Yang Xiaotao can still understand Xiaowei's meaning, as if he can understand Elvish.

After a period of spiritual communication, Yang Xiaotao learned that after Xiaowei ate the upgrade card, she not only improved, but also gained new abilities from the upgrade card.

That is separate control.

After entering the growth stage, Xiaowei awakened to invisibility, which is the layer of halo on her body that can change the color of her body, like a chameleon, so that no one can notice her.

As for the avatar control, it was a complete surprise.

Yang Xiaotao learned from Xiaowei that the clone has 1/10 of the ability of the original body and can exist independently. The form of existence is not restricted. It can be wood, a grass, a flower or a tree.

The clone does not have independent consciousness, so it is controlled by the main body.

Of course, it will disappear after being damaged.

Moreover, this skill is a one-time use, which means that once the clone is lost or recalled by the main body, this skill will also disappear.

It's a one-off, but there's no denying its power.

Yang Xiaotao was moved when he saw it. If he had the ability of this clone, how much would it be?

In an anime from his previous life, his favorite was the art of multiple shadow clones, which allowed him to do many jobs and earn a lot of money.

Realistically, if one person is guarding a keyboard, then there is no need to worry about hand disability.

Thinking of the ability of this clone, Yang Xiaotao made a decision.

He hugged Ran Qiuye, and after groping for a while, he took out the 'family heirloom' jade pendant from the crack in the mountain.

Ran Qiuye was a little strange, but he was so sleepy that he didn't care.

"Xiaowei, the clone is up here."

Xiaowei immediately developed a small lump from her abdomen, and then the small lump entered the hole of the jade pendant, and a circle of green appeared inside. If you look closely, it looks like a green spot.

"Xiaowei, control the energy of the clone and feed back."

咻咻

For an instant, a layer of green light appeared on the jade pendant, and then fell on Ran Qiuye.

In his sleep, Ran Qiuye felt a sense of relief, his body moved, and he turned over.

After finishing, Xiaowei flew out to look for Wangcai, while Yang Xiaotao felt the aura coming from the jade pendant, which was somewhat similar to Xiaowei's, and the clone's abilities were also available, even if it was only one-tenth, it was enough.

With this, the safety of my family is also guaranteed.

Holding the jade pendant, Yang Xiaotao looked at Ran Qiuye, raised the corners of his mouth, and then groped for a while before putting the jade pendant back far away.

...

"Happy New Year, happy New Year."

"Uncle, happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, nephew."

Yang Xiaotao went out early in the morning. He followed Yang Shitou and went from house to house to pay New Year greetings without even eating. A group of people walked from one street to another in a mighty manner.

Start from the main family, and then branch out together.

Sit in every house, go in when there are many people, say hello to the Chinese New Year, and then stand in the yard. When there are few people, eat some melon seeds in the house.

The head of Yang Xiaotao's family is Mr. Yang Yang Shitou. Now that Yang Xiaotao is in the family and Mr. Yang is at home, Yang Xiaotao has become the leader.

However, most of them were young people. In order to make up for the number, Yang Shitou even carried his son out and followed him to show that he was prosperous.

Along the way, Yang Xiaotao had an endless supply of melon seeds in his pocket, and no one paid attention. They just followed Yang Xiaotao, eating melon seeds, from the street to the end of the street, and there were more and more people around him.

Yang Xiaotao came out of Yang Dazhuang's house, and many children from the school followed Yang Xiaotao back home together.

In the room, Mr. Yang was greeting Uncle Jiu and others, and the older generation gathered together.

Ran Qiuye welcomed the children into the house, distributed candies and melon seeds, and then lay down on the window sill, the edge of the Kang, and other places where he could stand, listening to the old people telling stories about the past.

The children listened with gusto, and even Yang Xiaotao listened quietly.

The scenes I once saw on TV or on the screen are so common in the mouths of old people. These unprocessed stories, without background music, and without emotional rendering, are the most direct and true stories.

It is absolutely fake.

The old man talked about the bitterness and sweetness of the past, as well as those prosperous years, with blurry tears. It was a scene that the children had never seen before.

But he is the most admired hero by children.

Perhaps, in the hearts of the old people, the remaining ones who are alive always have a sense of "humbleness" and a sense of being at a loss when facing the dead. They never feel how great they are because they survived.

After everyone paid New Year's greetings, Yang Xiaotao started taking pictures in the yard.

The people in the village had long known that Yang Xiaotao had returned with a camera, but they also knew that taking pictures these days was not cheap, especially since the film had to be developed, which cost money.

So no one said anything, but Yang Xiaotao remembered it.

"Master, Uncle Jiu, stop smoking!"

"Sit down, look here, don't blink!"

"Yes. That's it!"

Yang Xiaotao sat in the back, extending his hand to direct.

In the front, Mr. Yang led a group of old men from the village to sit together.

Originally they refused because they are too old to be photogenic.

But when Yang Xiaotao said that the children would have to recognize him a hundred years later, Mr. Yang couldn't be stubborn.

click

Aiming at the focus, Yang Xiaotao quickly pressed the shutter.

There was a click in the camera, and a film passed by.

"Okay, next group!"

Yang Xiaotao saw that there was no problem and said hello again.

Soon, a group of old ladies, sorting their clothes, came to the middle.

click

With experience and everyone's cooperation, we quickly passed by group by group.

Yang Shitou held his son and stood behind his parents with his wife.

Click one.

Yang Dazhuang took a photo with his family.

Yang Xiaotao taught Yang Dazhuang how to use a camera, and the couple also took a photo with Mr. Yang.

Finally, Yang Xiaotao came to the brigade headquarters and saw that a group of children had already arranged their poses. Those in front were sitting on the ground, those in the back were sitting on stools, those in the back were standing, and those in the back were standing on the table.

Among a group of children, Mr. Yang, Uncle Yang Jiu, Ran Qiuye and Yang Xiaotao were sitting together.

Yang Dazhuang carefully raised the camera, and after some instructions, it clicked and recorded the first group photo of Yangjiazhuang Primary School.

This photo was eventually collected by Ran Qiuye.

Until the two people passed away, the children who came to express their condolences looked at this photo and cried like tears.

Among them, there are scientists, farmers, businessmen, soldiers, some who have returned from thousands of miles away, and some who have put down their hoes and run...

At noon, Yang Xiaotao cooked a table of food himself and got drunk with Mr. Yang and other old brothers.

After the first day of the new year and breakfast on the second day of the new year, Yang Xiaotao took Ran Qiuye back to Sijiu City.

In the courtyard, the three elders were in high spirits on happy occasions.

This year’s salary has increased again. Although the specific increase is unclear, it is definitely not the previous 27.5 yuan.

This New Year guy showed off to the people in the courtyard.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao coming back with Ran Qiuye, carrying large and small bags, Yan Fugui immediately stepped forward and said, "He's back from the countryside."

"Teacher Yan, happy New Year."

"happy New Year."

Ran Qiuye asked, and Yang Xiaotao followed.

"Hey, Teacher Ran, happy New Year, happy New Year." Yan Fugui looked at Ran Qiuye with a smile on his face, "Teacher Ran, when I paid New Year's greetings yesterday, I heard that this year's salary will be increased. How long have you been working?

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To be continued...