59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Xu Damao and others followed the propaganda chief of the Red Star Steel Mill in and quickly connected to the line prepared by the Chen family.

The middle court was already overcrowded, with most of the people being children.

The ticket prices at movie theaters in Beijing are actually not high. In most theaters, watching a movie costs only 5 cents, which is equivalent to one thousandth of the average wage of 43.06 yuan.

(PS: Don’t rush to criticize me. I don’t understand how the official average annual income of 516.75 yuan was obtained.)

But most of those who are obsessed with movies are children. Young people have more or less opportunities to go to the cinema, but adults are reluctant to spend the money and prefer to take the whole family, young and old, to watch movies.

In some villages, villagers often walk several miles at night just to watch a movie.

"Whee!"

Chen Li stood on Chen Feng's thighs and shook her hands vigorously. Several big black hands were shaking continuously on the screen.

Just behind them was the projector table.

The movie hasn't started yet, but the lights are turned on, and a beam of light travels through the air and is printed on the movie screen.

Chen Hao first stretched out his hand to block the light, forming a projection on the screen, and the little girl followed suit.

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!"

The old man stood up and waved to everyone.

The scene soon became quiet, and Chen Hao, Chen Li and the other children stopped making trouble.

"Now, please welcome Chief Wang from the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to speak. Please applaud and welcome him."

"Bah bang bang!"

Everyone clapped very politely, especially the group of children, who clapped particularly hard.

The section chief spoke briefly in official language for more than ten minutes, and everyone applauded excitedly. Then Deputy Director Wang spoke for more than ten minutes, and the applause became quieter.

"Brother, what are they talking about?" Chen Li asked curiously.

"You are still young, you don't need to understand." Chen Feng said while hugging her.

Even though the two speeches lasted more than 30 minutes in total, it can be summed up in one sentence: Follow the Party towards a happy socialist life.

Chen Hao said on the side: "Lily, they said that you have to grow up well and listen to me in the future. You have to sweep the floor, wash the dishes, and take out the trash. You have to do everything."

Chen Li blinked and nodded, "Yeah."

When it was the old man's turn to speak, Chen Hao stopped immediately.

Thanks to his father's deputy section chief rank, Chen Feng held Chen Li and sat in the second row.

He also specially fried a few pounds of peanuts, and each member of the family received a bag.

Chen Jianguo was unlucky. As the only public security officer in the compound, he had to maintain order just in case.

Facing everyone's gaze, the old man smiled and said, "I am a country doctor. I don't have the education and talent to lead. I won't say much, so as not to embarrass myself. Xu Damao, start the movie!"

"Clap clap clap!"

The applause grew louder again.

Everyone likes the old man's style.

These days, factories have their own broadcasting rooms, and Nanluoguxiang also has a loud speaker from the street office, which often broadcasts a set of official language.

Everyone is a little mentally fatigued.

The movie shown this time is "Five Golden Flowers".

Produced by Changchun Film Studio and released on October 10st.

The film tells the love story of a Bai youth Apeng and the vice president Jinhua who fell in love at first sight at Dali's March Street. The following year, Apeng traveled all over Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake to look for Jinhua. After many misunderstandings, the lovers finally got married.

"Haozi, give me a handful of peanuts, and I'll give you melon seeds next time."

Sha Zhu came in bent over. It was too boring to just watch the movie without anything to eat. He always felt sour in his mouth and heart, especially when he saw the hero chasing the heroine in the movie, he felt inexplicably weak.

This kind of love movie is too hurtful to single people.

Especially for a picky single guy like Shazhu, he always feels uncomfortable.

"I want three cakes."

Chen Hao opened his mouth wide and became more and more shrewd.

"You are too dark, pastries are more expensive than peanuts!"

Sha Zhu doesn't want to suffer any loss.

"If you don't want to eat it, forget it. I won't change it."

Sha Zhu looked at Chen Feng, Chen Hao, and Chen Li who were watching and eating quietly. Finally, he couldn't help it and agreed to exchange a handful of peanuts from Chen Hao.

"I can't even eat the peanuts I fried. The world is getting worse and worse."

"Silly Zhu, shut up!"

Several audience members expressed dissatisfaction.

Sha Zhu likes to talk nonsense, but he also knows that he should not argue at this time. Otherwise, he will incur public anger and run back in shame.

In less than fifteen minutes, Chen Feng couldn't bear it anymore and thought of leaving. On the contrary, Chen Hao and Chen Li were watching with great interest, and it was unclear whether they understood it or not.

"Chen Hao, hold Lily. I'm going back."

He handed Chen Li to Chen Hao and stood up and left his seat.

Seeing He Yushui and Sha Zhu standing outside, he walked over and said, "Go sit in my seat over there and watch them both."

He gave her the peanuts in his pocket.

He Yushui was very happy and asked, "What about you?"

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"Ah?" He Yushui looked at the curtain, then at Chen Feng.

Didn’t he like this kind of movie before?

"It's quite beautiful!"

Sha Zhu looked at the male protagonists in the movie with envy, not wanting to read on, because he knew that they would return home in pairs, which really made him excited.

He wishes he could switch bodies, become the male lead, marry the beautiful, wealthy vice president Jinhua, and reach the peak of his life.

"Crazy, I don't understand!"

I don’t understand you uncle!

Chen Feng ignored their astonishment and returned to the room in the front yard.

It was impossible to sleep, but I couldn't watch the movie.

It’s a musical film that fits the mainstream theme of the era, but it doesn’t fit his outlook on life.

Holding the old man's treasured "Chinese Painting Models from Ancient and Modern Times", Chen Feng read it with great interest.

Chinese Painting Models of Ancient and Modern Times was hand-painted by Ding Baoshu, a master of the Shanghai School of Painting in the Republic of China, and printed by Shi Jing of Zhonghua Book Company. It consists of 1 volumes in 4 box and is an officially recognized painting art textbook during the Republic of China period.

The artists of this era are true masters of art.

Old artist is not a derogatory term. It summarizes many Chinese ink painting techniques.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Chen Feng felt a little strange when he heard the knock on the door.

Chen Hao never knocks before entering the door, and He Yushui would definitely not knock on the door at this time. The adults in the family usually ask questions at the outer door and never knock.

So who is it?

Chen Feng stood up and opened the door, only to see Zhang Xiaohua coming in with a bored look on her face.

"Do you have any sugar water? Warm water is best. I don't have any sugar at home."

"Who made this movie? I've never seen anything uglier than this one. It made me want to sleep."

Chen Feng picked up the kettle and poured her half a cup, then added some sugar.

"Then congratulations, you will have something to watch in the future."

He held the cup and handed it to her.

Zhang Xiaohua took the cup and said, "Thank you. No, ever since I escaped death, I swore that I would never wrong myself in the future. I will cherish every minute of my beautiful life and not waste my life on things that bore me."

Chen Feng couldn't help but look at her.

Everyone in the Zhang family lives a long life, but they all have bad luck.

According to the old man, tomb robbers lack good karma, so it is rare for them to die of natural causes at a young age, and it is normal for them to have no descendants.

Several of the Nine Gates have lost their incense offerings, and a large number of them were shot by the state in recent years.

Once the powerful Qing Gang collapsed, the even smaller Nine Gates were also unable to resist the tide of the times.

"That's right."