59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

The food was not good, but it was good for the workers.

Like many workers, Jia Dongxu usually ate in the factory cafeteria and left some for his family.

The food in the factory was not very good, but there was one advantage, that is, in order to avoid workers being hungry and lacking nutrition to work, they used more oil than at home.

This time, Jia Dongxu obviously brought back two more portions of food.

"Can you hear people talking outside?" Zhang Haixing seemed to be asking, but in fact he was confirming.

There are many similar methods in the world. The Xinyue Hotel in the First Hotel (Auction House) of Sijiu City has a listening slave, which can hear whispers in certain corners in a complex noise environment.

During the Republic of China period, the subordinates of the eldest lady of the Xinyue Hotel, Yin Xinyue, were so slow and eager that they could be heard through the wall.

Yin Xinyue married Zhang Qishan, and the Xinyue Hotel (Yin family) in Sijiu City also became an ally of the Zhang family. The two sides have been secretly supporting each other.

"Shh, don't make noise, I'm listening to the opera!" Chen Feng said with a smile.

Zhang Haixing came over and pinched his ears with her hands.

"Don't use this talent blindly. I know a friend who used his ears too much when he was young, and now he is almost deaf."

"Ah, does listening to slaves have this side effect?" Chen Feng stopped eavesdropping and tried to ask: "The secret training methods used by the Yin family have many restrictions, right?"

Zhang Haixing said unhappily: "Don't ask about other people's family inheritance methods, otherwise you will be in trouble."

"Everything in the world is interdependent."

"Some talents that seem to be God-given to you require a high price behind them."

"In short, don't use your talent indiscriminately, and don't use it until the critical moment. Of course, if the situation is a little dangerous, you must use it first."

Does my body have side effects?

Chen Feng thought for a few seconds, yes, he has a strong yang energy and is bored.

"Hey, you should wash the dishes."

Zhang Haixing stared at him.

Chen Feng looked at her calmly.

"The agreement says I'll give you the fish, but it doesn't say I have to wash the dishes."

"I have a habit. If I cook, I won't wash the dishes!"

Zhang Haixing pinched his face with her hand.

"I also have a rule. If I wash the dishes, I have to spend a long time until they are very clean."

"It's okay. I can wait!" Chen Feng smiled triumphantly.

"I have plenty of free time."

Zhang Haixing picked up the three plates in the lunch box and the bowls on the table, squatted beside the bucket, and used a ladle to fetch water. One bowl at a time, one ladle of water, washed for half a day, and had to wash three times.

It was indeed very clean, but it was a waste of water.

If it was the old lady and Zhou Qing, they would do it with a basin of water.

If it was Chen Hao and Hu Bayi, they would wash the dishes with a basin of water and rinse with a ladle of water.

If it was the little girl, even a bucket of water would not be enough.

The warm light of winter at noon was slightly tilted and shone in from the door.

In the sun, Zhang Haixing carefully washed a plate with a serious look.

‘Beauty is like a painting, the ancients are not deceiving me.’

Chen Feng suddenly had the idea of ​​learning painting from the master, and some Western painting techniques theories that he had read in Beihai Library flashed quickly in his mind.

Composition, light, curves, etc., all appeared in his consciousness and combined and superimposed.

Zhang Haixing washed for more than ten minutes, and Chen Feng waited for more than ten minutes.

When he took the lunch box back, he happened to meet Jia Dongxu leaving home and preparing to return to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Chen Feng smiled at him and walked away.

“Big pot, for you to eat!”

The little girl saw that he did not come back for lunch at noon, so she specially left him a roasted sweet potato.

There was a small tooth mark on the sweet potato, which really made him laugh and cry.

“Did you bite it?”

Pinching the little sister’s face, he asked, “If you are hungry, just eat it yourself.”

“Big pot, I’m afraid it’s not sweet.” The little girl said coquettishly with a serious expression.

"Haha, Lili, you are so cute!"

Chen Feng laughed, very happy with his little sister's attentiveness and thoughtfulness.

Took the sweet potato, divided it into two halves, and said: "Is it sweet? If it's not sweet, I won't eat it."

Chen Li nodded vigorously, raised her head and said: "Big pot, sweet, very sweet, very delicious."

"Come on, let's each have half."

Each of them has half a sweet potato.

The old lady who was basking in the sun in the yard smiled and said: "Xiao Feng, the girl bit all the sweet potatoes at noon in order to find the sweetest one. If her mother was not here, she would have been beaten."

"Hahaha!"

Chen Feng was almost dying of laughter.

Such a little sister is so funny

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When I came to the study, the old man was copying a medical book.

Without disturbing the old man, I took my little sister to the bedroom kang and quietly took out a bunch of washed grapes from the space.

I lay on the bed and let my sister eat the grapes by herself.

Soon, I fell asleep in a daze.

Chen Li ate half of it and began to doze off.

In order to finish it, the little girl resisted sleepiness and stuffed all the grapes into her stomach.

"I'm done!"

Then she tilted her head and lay on Chen Feng's chest and fell asleep.

After more than an hour, Chen Feng woke up and moved his sister aside.

A few days later, the final exam results came out.

Chen Hao passed and failed.

"Grandpa, you can't hit me!"

Chen Hao held up the report card and said with a look of dissatisfaction: "I got 65 in Chinese and 56 in math, which adds up to 121 points. On average, I passed all the exams!"

Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, and Chen Li stood behind the door, secretly looking into the study.

The old man suppressed his anger and asked, "I ask you, how much did Bayi score?"

Chen Hao yelled, "Grandpa, you can't compare me with Hu Bayi. If you compare like this, Wang Kaixuan, Chinese 38, math, how much is math."

"27!"

Fatty Wang kindly reminded him with great loyalty.

"That's right!"

Chen Hao said happily, "Grandpa, look, your grandson is really good, much better than Wang Kaixuan!"

"Grandpa, Brother Haozi is very good, really!"

Fatty Wang lived up to his loyalty and used himself to humiliate Chen Hao.

Chen Feng really wanted to shout 666 to these two weirdos.

The old man was embarrassed for a while.

Chen Hao's remedial lessons this year really paid off for Ran Qiuye's efforts. At least, unlike previous years, he didn't score 10 or 20 points more.

"Just give me half a beating, one passing and one failing, Xiaofeng, give me half a beating."

Chen Hao hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, how many strokes is half a beating?"

The old man sighed and said, "Twenty strokes!"

Chen Hao was struck by lightning.

Chen Feng walked forward with a "grim smile".

"Hao, be more conscious and take off your pants."

Chen Hao took off his pants, lay on the stool, and begged Chen Feng, "Brother, be gentle, I have to go to the bathhouse with Bayi and others to learn swimming in the afternoon."

Chen Feng's mouth twitched.

Hu Bayi is really rich!

In order to save the trouble of boiling water for a bath, his mother gave him a few tickets to the bathhouse in Tsinghua Garden in Dongcheng District.

The most famous and high-end bathhouse in Beijing is the Tsinghua Garden, which is located on Wangfujing Street. Before 1949, its scale and facilities were the first among Beijing bathhouses.

For Chen Hao, Fatty Wang and Chen Li, that was not a bath at all, it was clearly a fun swimming pool.