59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

After a while, the two of them were busy.

Chen Feng left Gui Street and headed straight home.

Halfway through, he saw three familiar figures in front of him.

‘Strange, how come the three of them are mixed together.’

Yi Zhonghai was in the middle, with Xu Damao and Jia Dongxu on the left and right, carrying baskets together.

As expected, it should be the meat they bought.

Was it a coincidence, or did the three of them merge?

Chen Feng slowed down his pace, followed them, and went back along Nanluoguxiang.

“Da Mao, thank you this time. If you hadn’t told us, we would have missed the mutton.”

“What are you talking about, uncle? We are all from the same compound. If there is such a good thing, of course I will tell you first.”

Xu Damao looked at the basket in Jia Dongxu’s hand with envy.

Jia Zhang said every day that there was no food at home and asked everyone to donate.

Good guy, when he heard that food could be exchanged for meat, he took out several sweet potatoes.

"It was just a coincidence that I recognized them, so I could use this to ask them to exchange at a lower price."

Jia Dongxu was surprised and said, "No, didn't you say that we are acquaintances, so it's cheaper?"

Xu Damao smiled and glanced at him, thinking in his heart why Qin Huairu married a fool, what a pity!

Yi Zhonghai pulled Jia Dongxu and told him not to talk.

Although it was a bit immoral to threaten them, it was Xu Damao who did it, and it had nothing to do with him.

He just used 15 catties of two catties of flour to exchange for five catties of pure mutton.

This year's dumplings for winter can be made into meat filling!

Yi Zhonghai did not ask about Xu Damao's approach. Anyway, if it was unreasonable, he would not agree.

The three people talked in a low voice and soon came to the outside of the No. 95 compound and entered through the gate.

Chen Feng returned home, lit the oil lamp, and took out the box.

He used a small sword to cut open the interlayer and found what was inside.

A box gun cleverly fixed with a newspaper ball, a letter, a photo and a stack of waste paper - French currency.

'What a loss, I thought it was a small yellow croaker! '

In fact, the box will be worth some money after a few decades, but the timeline is too long, and he prefers small yellow croaker now.

Pick up the letter, open it and take it out.

"Dear Director... Since you have seen this letter, I must have passed away... Fortunately, the action team has completed the assassination mission. The enemy's major general Yoshikawa was shot several times and will definitely die. This is the whole process of this operation... As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, I died for the country without regrets, but my wife and parents are unable to repay me... I hope the director will make proper arrangements. I don't ask for great wealth and honor, but I just want a place to settle down and shelter from the rain in the southwest. Gray Pigeon's last words, June 5, 1939."

Chen Feng put the letter in and sighed faintly.

The Military Control Commission is notorious, but it must be said that many of them were true heroes during the Anti-Japanese War!

This is also the reason why he hates politics!

Once involved, you can't help yourself, even if you are a 12th-grade Pure World White Lotus, you will become a 36th-grade Black Heart Demon Lotus.

If this letter is taken out a few decades later, it will definitely allow this martyr to be vindicated.

If it is more than ten years later, Baldy is still there, and he can take care of his family.

But only in this era.

No!

Really not!

Handing over the box and the letter will not only not bring any benefits to Gray Pigeon's family, but will also cause them to suffer unprecedented disasters in the storm in a few years!

Zheng Yaoxian was almost labeled a villain, and his daughter was implicated, leading to a marriage tragedy.

It is conceivable what the family of this true hero will end up like!

Zhao Gao, who turned black and white and called a deer a horse, would say "admiration" when he saw him!

Although he also killed Li Si, he did not kill Zhang Han!

"Sorry, I can only let you be born later."

Chen Feng apologized and put the box into the space.

He blew out the oil lamp, went back to the bedroom to prepare for bed, took off his outer sheepskin coat, went to bed, and saw the little girl looking at him with a pair of big eyes.

This silence scared Chen Feng and he thought she wet the bed, and hurriedly opened the quilt.

Fortunately, she didn't wet.

"Big Pot, can't you sleep either?" The little girl asked as she got up.

"Uh, yes." Chen Feng lay down.

"Do you want me to sing?"

Chen Li lay on his chest, holding him with a pair of small hands, imitating her mother's posture of "I sing to hypnotize Big Pot".

She used to sleep in Zhou Qing's room, and her mother sang to coax her.

"Don't, I can sleep."

Chen Feng said hurriedly.

"Lili, go to sleep. I'll make you meat patties tomorrow."

Chen Li was happy to hear that. She rolled on his chest, rolled beside him, grabbed his hand, and said

"A big pot is the best. I want to eat a lot of meat patties."

"Yeah, a lot of meat patties."

Chen Feng said helplessly.

No words were spoken all night.

After dawn, he was woken up by the little girl at six o'clock on time. After washing up, he made thin-skinned mutton patties with flour in the kitchen, and fried a few pheasant eggs and a large bowl of fish soup.

Mutton patties with broth are the most suitable for winter in the north.

"It smells so good!"

Chen Jianguo held the bowl, which contained thick oily cabbage and fish soup with green onions and some chili powder.

After eating a bite of meat pie and drinking a sip of soup, he didn't feel the cold at all.

"I don't want to do this anymore. I just eat, drink and have fun at home every day."

"Get lost!" The old man instantly extinguished Chen Jianguo's beautiful dream and said, "If you want to enjoy life, have a child yourself, don't rely on Xiaofeng."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Jianguo, Zhuzi is trying to please Professor Ran, but you don't do anything?"

Chen Jianjun stuffed the meat filling from the corner of the little girl's mouth into her mouth, and added a spoonful of broth to her, with small yellow croaker slices accounting for more than half.

"Or, take some steamed cakes to the Lou family."

Chen Jianguo curled his lips and was very disdainful of Lou Bancheng.

"Brother, forget it, their family is rich and doesn't lack this little thing."

The old man glared at him and said unhappily, "Stupid, they have it, but it doesn't mean we can't give it to them. Having it is one thing, and attitude is another."

"Although Lou Bancheng doesn't care about this concubine, we can't be without etiquette!"

Chen Jianguo surrendered immediately.

"Got it, Dad, I'll take three pounds of rice cakes to send over later."

The old lady added: "Send one pound to Ouyang Jie. The little girl from their family hasn't been here for a long time."

The little girl Chen Li raised her head, her lips were covered with oil.

"Grandma, I'm here!"

"Haha, you're here, you're here." The old lady laughed.

Chen Jianguo also laughed: "This is to criticize Xiaofeng. He reads books at home every day and doesn't go to school to see his childhood sweetheart. Maybe she can be his wife in the future."

Chen Feng was speechless about these adults who worried about his marriage every day. He snorted: "I treat her as a brother, not as a wife. Don't match her up with her blindly."

"Who do you like?" Zhou Qing asked with relish.

The old man smiled and said, "Isn't it Zhang Xiaohua next door?"

"What?"

Chen Jianjun stopped drinking the soup and said seriously, "Xiaofeng, don't be confused. It's absolutely not okay to like Zhang Xiaohua!"

Chen Feng, who was not very interested at first, became curious after hearing this.

"Dad, why?"