59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

The shrimps are so expensive, how can we afford them?"

My aunt complained.

My heart aches, so much money went into my stomach.

"It costs 50 cents per pound! 50 cents!" Zhou Jing was also heartbroken.

The two of them felt as if they had missed out on several hundred million yuan.

Well, 50 cents is indeed a lot of money for the fishermen who are careful with their budgets.

"And a shrimp must weigh at least half a tael, and one tael costs five cents. I ate seven or eight shrimps, which is equivalent to a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes?"

"In fact, we ate less. Fubo and Dinghai ate more. They must have eaten at least twenty shrimps together!"

The more the couple counted, the more upset they felt, and the more upset they felt, the more regretful they felt.

Chen Feng looked at them as if he saw those hard-working workers who bought houses at high prices, but the house prices plummeted by half half a year later.

'If I had known earlier, I should have quoted a lower price. '

"Uncle, don't worry, I promise that I will make a lot of money in the future."

"Okay, okay, don't count anymore."

In the end, it was the grandfather who calmed down first and stopped this meaningless regret.

"The shrimps last time were all caught by Xiaofeng himself. He can eat whatever he wants."

"What's the use of having money? Without tickets, it's just a pile of waste paper."

"May the Dragon King bless you. Come on, shrimps, shrimps, shrimps."

My aunt didn't succeed. It was still a catfish.

Zhou Fubo and Zhou Dinghai caught two prawns together, which made them very happy.

"Xiaobo, Xiaohai, you can eat more conch meat tonight."

The little cousin looked at each other and said nothing.

Chen Feng's fried conch meat was also delicious, but it was much worse than fried prawns.

It took more than three hours to catch four buckets of catfish and most of the prawns. The fish and shrimps swam away.

Except for Chen Feng, who could continue to catch prawns, they found that lifting the rod every few minutes didn't work.

"Xiaofeng, look at your watch, what time is it?" Grandpa said happily while looking at the shrimps in the wooden barrel.

Since the catfish could not be sold at a high price, Chen Feng suggested keeping it at home and making it into dried fish, which could be eaten with grains and cabbage.

Of course, if it can be kept fresh, it would be good to send it to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill on the same day.

The workers are vegetarians every day, and they are particularly looking forward to fish.

Chen Feng looked at his watch and said, "It's past eleven o'clock."

"Let's go home."

The group of people walked around half a circle and quietly returned home.

The grandmother who was guarding the house was weaving straw sandals with straw.

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, only rich families could afford cloth shoes. During the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, a student joined the army and took a photo. Among more than 30 people, only one person wore cloth shoes.

The situation is much better now, but cloth shoes are still valuable warm items in rural areas, and they are usually not worn as much as possible.

In the vast rural areas, straw sandals are generally worn in summer and autumn, and cotton shoes are worn for warmth in winter and spring.

I went fishing again in the afternoon. This time I was lucky and encountered a group of prawns.

After dinner, Chen Feng went out for a stroll.

The two cousins ​​wanted to follow him.

"Bicycle, take it and ride it."

"Thank you, cousin!"

Zhou Fubo and Zhou Dinghai immediately focused their attention on the bicycle, their eyes flashing with excitement. They were eager to try this new thing, so they began to scramble to hold the front of the bicycle.

"I am the eldest brother, I should hold the front of the bicycle, you hold the back of the bicycle." Zhou Fubo said confidently.

"Why? You are the eldest brother, so you should let me go. I will hold the front of the bicycle." Zhou Dinghai retorted without showing any weakness.

"Will you let me go?" Zhou Fubo widened his eyes.

"I won't let me go!" Zhou Dinghai said with his neck stiff.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Zhou Jing on the side hurried over and kicked them to stop their quarrel.

"You two stop arguing. Look how anxious you are. Daddy, let me try." Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"Dad, this is given to us by our cousin." Zhou Fubo and Zhou Dinghai said in unison.

"Oh? Do you two know how to ride it?" Zhou Jing asked curiously.

"Of course I know!" The two answered at the same time.

Zhou Jing thought for a while, then said, "How about this, Daddy will give you one cent."

"Only one cent? It's too little." Zhou Fubo said with a pout.

"Then two cents, no more." Zhou Jing threatened

"If you still think it's too little, you won't get a penny, and I'll beat you up."

Hearing this, Zhou Fubo and Zhou Dinghai looked at each other and nodded obediently.

Chen Feng took a walk outside, went to the back mountain on purpose, and then came back with a wild rabbit.

When he came back, he saw his uncle riding a bicycle, sliding down the slope below Zhou's house, pushing it up, and sliding down again.

"Cousin, did you catch a rabbit alive?"

"Well, we'll have roasted rabbit tomorrow." Chen Feng wanted to laugh when he saw his uncle pushing the bicycle uphill.

"Uncle, why don't you ride up?"

Zhou Jing looked a little embarrassed. He was very proficient in sliding down, but he hadn't mastered the trick of controlling the direction in front while riding, and couldn't coordinate his hands and feet.

"Haha, I'm tired. It takes a lot of effort to ride from the bottom up."

"Dad, have you learned it?"

Zhou Fubo said happily: "Dad, we agreed that if you learn it, you will let us ride it."

Zhou Jing's face was stiff, but he didn't want to lose face in front of the three children, so he said with a stiff neck: "Yes, that's right, I will teach you to ride it now."

After all, they are his biological sons, and he can't bear to see them go the wrong way.

If the bicycle is broken, he will be heartbroken.

"Dinghai, come back with me to wash and peel the rabbit." Chen Feng ordered.

"Oh, big brother, you learn it quickly, I will learn it later."

Zhou Dinghai kept shouting while walking and looking back.

"Dad, you have to be fair, don't cheat, whoever cheats is the crab!"

Looking back, looking at the fat rabbit in Chen Feng's hand, he almost drooled.

"Cousin, how do you eat this rabbit, braised?"

Chen Feng was also thinking about this question. To be honest, braised rabbit meat is enough to eat once, he thinks it should be grilled.

Back in the compound, two restless old people and an aunt who couldn't sit still, the three of them were taking care of their private plots.

Private plots in rural areas are generally allocated within 5% of the farmland.

Tianjin is too close to the old city, and officials are very cautious. The private plots in Zhoujiagou are about 3%.

The average arable land per capita is 2.6 mu, and an adult can get 52 square meters. The four adults in the Zhou family can get 208 square meters of private plots, which is equivalent to the floor area of ​​two houses.

Half of them grow vegetables and half grow grain.

(PS: Instructions on Four Issues about Privately Raising Poultry, Livestock and Private Plots by Members in June 1959 pointed out that members can operate private plots that do not exceed 5% of the average arable land per capita; encourage members to develop personal breeding, etc. During the three-year famine, the food in the private plots was the foundation for most victims to survive.)