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

Chen Feng left Guijie and headed straight home.

Halfway through the journey, I saw three very familiar figures in front of me.

'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 the basket together.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be purchased meat.

Is it just a coincidence, or did the three of them merge together?

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

"Da Mao, thank you for 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 of vegetables in Jia Dongxu's hand with envy.

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

Wow, when he heard that we could exchange grain for meat, he took out several sweet potatoes.

"It just happened that I recognized them, so I can use this to ask them to exchange it at a lower price."

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

Xu Damao glanced at him with a smile, and thought to himself why Qin Huairu married such a fool, what a pity!

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

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

He only used 15.2 catties of flour to exchange for five catties of pure mutton.

This year, you can make dumplings with meat filling for the winter!

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

The three men spoke in low voices and soon arrived outside Compound 95 and entered through the main gate.

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

Use a small sword to cut open the interlayer and find what's inside.

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

'What a pity! 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.

"Respectfully addressed to the Director... Since you have read 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 entire process of this operation... As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, I have no regrets about dying for my country. The only thing I cannot repay is my wife and parents... I hope the Director will make proper arrangements. I do not ask for great wealth and honor, but only for a place to settle down and shelter from the rain in the southwest. This is the last letter of Gray Pigeon, June 28, 6."

Chen Feng put the letter in and sighed softly.

The Military Intelligence Bureau is notorious, but it must be said that many of them were true heroes during the War of Resistance against Japan!

This is also why he hates politics!

Once you are sucked in, you have no control over yourself. Even the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus will turn into the thirty-sixth-grade Black Heart Demon Lotus.

If this letter is taken out decades later, it will definitely clear the name of this martyr.

If it were a dozen years later and the bald man was still alive, he could also take care of his family.

But only in this era.

No!

Really can not!

Handing over the box and the letter will not only bring no benefits to Gray Pigeon's family, but will also cause them to suffer unprecedented disasters in the storms in a few years!

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

One can imagine what will happen to the family of this true hero!

When you see Zhao Gao, who confuses right and wrong and calls a deer a horse, you have to say "I admire you"!

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

"I'm 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, returned to the bedroom to prepare for bed, took off his sheepskin coat, went to bed, and saw the little girl's big eyes looking at him.

She didn't make a sound, and Chen Feng was so scared that he thought she had wet the bed, so he quickly lifted the quilt.

Fortunately, no urine.

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

"Uh, yes." Chen Feng lay down.

"Want me to sing?"

Chen Li lay on his chest, holding him with her little hands, as if she was imitating her mother's words "I will sing to hypnotize the big pot".

Before, when she slept in Zhou Qing's room, her mother would sing to her and coax her into sleep.

"No, I can sleep."

Chen Feng said hurriedly.

"Lily, go to sleep. I'll make you meat pie tomorrow."

Chen Li was delighted to hear that. She rolled over on his chest, rolled beside him, grabbed his hand, and said, "A big pot is the best. I want to eat lots of meat patties."

"Mmmmm, that's a lot of meat patties."

Chen Feng said helplessly.

Silent all night.

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

Mutton pie with broth is the best choice for winter in the north.

"It's so fragrant!"

Chen Jianguo was holding a bowl filled with thick, oily cabbage and fish soup with green onions and some chili powder.

After taking a bite of the meat pie and drinking a sip of the soup, I no longer felt cold.

"I want to quit and 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, go have a child of your own. Don't think of relying on Xiao Feng."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Jianguo, Zhuzi is trying to please Professor Ran, but you are doing nothing?"

Chen Jianjun stuffed the meat filling at the corner of the little girl's mouth into her mouth, and added a spoonful of broth to her bowl, with small yellow croaker slices accounting for most of it.

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

Chen Jianguo curled his lips and showed disdain for Lou Bancheng.

"Brother, forget it. Their family is rich and they don't need these things."

The old man glared at him and said unhappily, "Idiot, just because they have 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's daughter, we can't be without etiquette!"

Chen Jianguo surrendered immediately.

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

The old lady added: "Send a 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 covered with oil.

"Grandma, I'm here!"

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

Chen Jianguo also laughed and said, "This is a criticism of 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 were worrying about his marriage every day. He snorted, "I treat her as a brother, not a wife. Don't match us up blindly."

"Then who do you like?" Zhou Qing asked with relish.

The old man smiled and said, "Could it be Zhang Xiaohua from next door?"

"What?"

Chen Jianjun stopped drinking his soup and said seriously, "Xiao Feng, don't be confused. It's absolutely not okay to fall in love with Zhang Xiaohua!"

Chen Feng, who originally had no interest, became curious after hearing this.

"Dad, why?"