59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 110

The weather was very bad, but the weather was very good.

Coming in from the village entrance, some old people at home greeted me.

These old people are actually only fifty years old, but they are almost the same as the old people in their sixties and seventies in the city.

Fortunately, the chaotic times have ended. Although it is a little worse now, it is still much better than the Republic of China.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the lower class was not even considered human. They had to be dogs for landlords, dogs for foreigners, and dogs for warlords. The average life expectancy was less than 40 years old, which was similar to the black continent of this era. Every year, countless people starved to death, were killed, and died of exhaustion.

"Hello, second grandma."

"Xiaoqing's family is here, and they're riding bicycles, great."

"Hello, third cousin."

Zhou Qing is of average seniority in Zhoujiagou, and these people are considered elders.

Whenever the original body came before, he would greet and greet, definitely the good kid next door.

"You're so old, are you going to get married?"

"No, I'm only 13."

"13? Do food grown in the city grow so tall?"

"Grandpa, my cousin is here!"

When they were almost home, Zhou Dinghai shouted.

When Chen Feng rode into the yard, his grandfather smiled happily, looked at the bicycle, and then looked behind.

He thought his daughter and son-in-law were here again.

"Did you buy a bicycle?"

"New or old?"

"Old, no need to buy a new one, as long as it works."

Chen Feng picked up the package and sent it to the kitchen, and his grandfather and Zhou Dinghai followed him in, curious about what was inside.

"Xiao Feng, are your mother and the others behind?"

"No, I came here by myself this time."

Chen Feng untied the rope of the package and took out the wild duck, crab meat buns, and flour. In addition, his family asked him to bring a few pairs of warm shoes, old books, two old comic books, and two bottles of canned meat.

"Ah, you rode here alone?"

The old man was a little stunned.

"Yes, it was quite fast and peaceful all the way!"

Chen Feng said with a smile.

On the main road, he deliberately avoided the villages on the roadside and walked quickly all the way without stopping.

If he was thirsty, he just needed to drink some well water.

"That won't work, it's too dangerous!"

"You are so young, why don't they watch you? What if you meet bad guys on the road..."

Chen Feng regretted it. He shouldn't have mentioned this matter. Later, grandpa and grandma kept talking about it, even though Chen Feng said that this matter was agreed by the old man.

"Cousin, is the comic book for me?" Zhou Dinghai asked excitedly.

"Well, you and your brother take turns to read it."

Chen Feng asked: "Grandpa, where is Fu Bo?"

"He's fishing in the ditch."

Grandma came in from outside and said: "We are close to the sea, we can catch fish to eat, don't take it from home every day, your father is a good man, but he is too kind. With such a silly father, you should keep the food for yourself first."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Grandma, I have good news for you, my mother is now eating public food."

"She joined the logistics department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, responsible for purchasing items, and can buy rationed food in the future."

"Oh, that's a great thing."

The two old people were extremely happy.

My aunt was not at home either, probably fishing on the beach.

Zhou Dinghai secretly picked up a bun and was about to put it in his trouser pocket, but he didn't expect to be seen by grandma at a glance.

"Dinghai, what are you doing with the buns?"

"Grandma, I'm taking them to my mother." Zhou Dinghai was quick-witted and found a good excuse in an instant.

"Nonsense, you want to eat them again?"

Grandma said unhappily: "This is a bun, it must be steamed before eating."

The crab roe soup buns were steamed again, and the taste and texture were not as good as the first time, but no matter how bad it was, it was still a meat bun, which was better than pure white flour steamed buns.

"Flour is enough, why make meat buns." Grandma was happy, but also a little guilty.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "This is a crab roe soup bun, specially invited a chef to make it, that is, the son of chef He Daqing when my father and mother got married."

"He Daqing, he has great skills, and his son is also a chef now?"

Grandpa's memory is surprisingly good, and he still remembers the chef Chen Jianjun invited when he got married in Tianjin.

"Yes, his skills are very good. I have learned a lot from him now. I will show you my skills tonight."

"Haha, good, there are top talents in every field. If you can fish and cook, you can marry a good wife in the future."

Chen Feng looked embarrassed.

What's going on? A "wife" popped up after a few words?

But looking at his body, I don't know if it's because of the serum or drinking too much sun water. Anyway, his body

He grew again, and was about to grow to 170cm.

A height of 170cm was nothing in the later generations, just an average.

But in this era, he was the best among adults.

No wonder everyone thought he was old enough to get married.

"Grandma, Grandpa, are you feeling better now?"

"Much better. Since I took your grandfather's medicinal wine, my body has been healthy and my hands and feet are stronger."

"That's right. It hurts when you hit me."

Zhou Dinghai suddenly interrupted.

"Hey, you bastard, I think you're itching again!"

Grandpa wanted to catch him, but Zhou Dinghai turned around and ran outside.

"Cousin, let's go fishing."

Chen Feng also felt bored staying at home, and said, "Grandpa, I'm going fishing. My mother is a buyer and needs to provide a batch of seafood to the factory."

"Go, go."

The two old people laughed.

Zhou Dinghai came out with a fish bucket and had already prepared the fishing rod.

"Cousin, let's go by bike!"

"Okay."

Chen Feng satisfied his little cousin's vanity.

Riding a bike, he followed the path near the beach as he requested.

Along the way, Zhou Dinghai was very proud and frequently showed off to the children who were fishing, picking up conchs, and looking for crabs on the beach.

"Wow, a bike!"

If the two or three-year-old children at the entrance of the village were just purely curious, then the older children who were picking up seafood, digging clams, and looking for crabs here were envious and admired.

Their eyes made Zhou Dinghai even happier.

Parking the car on the beach, Chen Feng took out a handful of candy.

"Who has clams? Exchange with me, one clam for one soft candy."

There are actually quite a few clams on the beach now. The water in the Bohai Sea is very clean. This kind of seafood, which has certain requirements for water quality, can easily reproduce along the coast of the Bohai Sea.

If you want to fish, clams, crabs, and shells are the best baits.

Of course, Chen Feng could choose not to use it.

But if he didn't use it, he would inevitably be suspected, especially when he was 100% hooked.

"I have it!"

"I have it too!"

A group of children came over barefoot with small wooden buckets, most of whom were still wearing open-crotch pants.

"Cousin, don't give me candy, I can dig it myself!"

Zhou Dinghai was heartbroken.

Chen Feng stuffed him with a handful of soft candy with a smile, and the little cousin immediately felt the taste of happiness.

"One clam for each one."

"I have three."

"Okay, three candies."