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

Chen Jianjun hesitated and couldn't find a good answer for a while.

He was full of confidence and secretly joined the army, determined to earn the title of a general. However, when he reached the battlefield, he realized the horror of killing.

It was because he had experienced the sacrifice of rows, companies, and regiments of his comrades; the friends he met today would be gone tomorrow; several relatives and friends in Zhoujiagou died in his arms; the battalion commander who had always taken care of him let him live on behalf of the entire battalion...

This pain almost made him collapse!

He absolutely did not want his children to experience the most painful thing in the world and dance with death.

"In short, it just doesn't work."

Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Second Uncle, you heard me, I'm heartbroken, my marriage is in your hands, you have to find me a beauty who is no less beautiful than Zhang Xiaohua."

"Why should it be me?" Chen Jianguo was confused and said, "If your father doesn't agree, ask your father to help you!"

Chen Feng held the chopsticks and pointed at the bowl in his hand.

"Eat my food, drink my drinks, and don't find me a wife, how can you be so ashamed?"

Chen Jianguo looked embarrassed. He drank a mouthful of the broth first, then said depressedly: "Your standard is too high. If Zhang Xiaohua were in ancient times, she would at least be a royal concubine. With her ability, she might even be as good as Lu Zhi or Wu Zetian."

Chen Feng interjected, "Maybe it's Lu Zhen!"

Chen Jianguo asked blankly: "Who is Lu Zhen?"

The old man looked down on him and said, "You don't even know Lu Zhen?"

Chen Jianguo nodded shamelessly and asked, "Dad, do you know?"

The old man looked at Chen Feng and said, "Grandson, teach your uncle a lesson in history."

He knows...bullshit.

When I took classes in the family, the subjects like antiques and history were the most hypnotic!

Chen Jianguo muttered: "You're still talking about me, but you don't know it yourself!"

The old man turned his head.

Chen Jianguo quit immediately.

"Dad, drink more soup, it's sweet!"

Chen Hao was a little confused. It was obviously a bacon soup, so how could it be sweet?

Chen Feng simply said: "Lu Zhen was a witch who brought ruin to the country during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. She was a palace maid who rebelled against the general and became a female prime minister who brought disaster to the country and the people."

At Guan Shan's request, he read all the history books and unofficial histories of various dynasties in China and recorded them in his mind.

This is an essential historical knowledge reserve for an antique appraiser.

Although Li Er forced historians to revise history, which set the first bad precedent and history after the Tang Dynasty completely became toilet paper for the winners, there are still some true things in it.

The historians were well versed in the writing style of the Spring and Autumn Period, and some of the details are terrifying when you think about them carefully.

Chen Jianguo rolled his eyes and said, "You look down on Zhang Xiaohua too much. She is actually a good person."

Chen Feng smiled without saying anything. In his eyes, any pure woman, if she wanted to win after entering the palace, had to be dyed black!

Chen Hao picked up a meat pie and said proudly, "Second Uncle, I went to buy candy and ran into Grandma Jia. She told Banggeng's mother that Sister Xiaohua was a vixen who brought disaster to the country and the people. In ancient times, she would have been burned to death."

The old lady frowned and said, "What nonsense is Zhang Cuihua talking about!"

Jia Zhang's real name was Zhang Cuihua, which is only one character different from Zhang Xiaohua.

Chen Jianguo sighed, "This person is beautiful, so it's easy to be envied. I don't know how many people in our alley gossip about her behind her back."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Second Uncle, no wonder a group of people are jealous of you."

Chen Jianguo said proudly: "Yes, he is handsome. When I was in high school, I received a box of love letters in a month."

"You blow it!"

Chen Feng didn't believe this. It was not the future now. There were indeed some open-minded women in this era, but there were definitely not many who wrote love letters.

because.

"Stationery is expensive, okay!"

"Hahaha!"

The whole family laughed together.

The little girl and Chen Hao also smiled foolishly.

It was almost seven o'clock when Hu Bayi was brought over by his mother.

"Zhilan, Bayi, you've come at the right time. Have a pancake." The old lady smiled and pulled them into the kitchen.

There are still a few meat patties from this morning, kept warm in the pot.

"Madam, no need, we've already eaten." Huo Zhilan said politely, "Chen Hao, have you finished eating? If you're done, get in my car and I'll take you to school."

Hu Bayi looked depressed.

He wanted to come by himself, but his mother insisted on sending him!

He really wanted to eat meat pie, but his mother insisted that she had already eaten it!

Even if you can’t finish it, you can take it to school!

He looked at Chen Hao, who blinked at him and gave him a reassuring look.

The old man put down the bowl and said, "This won't work!"

"Since we are going to school, we should act like we are going to school. Why would we use a government car to pick us up?"

"Zhilan, you should be high-profile when doing things, but low-profile when being a person."

"If you insist on being high-profile, then don't come to my house anymore. We are just ordinary people now."

Huo Zhilan had no choice but to admit her mistake.

"Grandpa, I know I was wrong. I heard that the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and the school pressured Xiao Feng to sell fish at a low price, didn't I?"

Chen Feng thanked her and said, "Aunt Huo, twice the price is not low. Besides, my mother works in a factory and has a lot of free time. She also has a city hukou, food allowance, and a job system."

"Okay, I was wrong. I meant well but ended up with something bad."

Huo Zhilan stuffed a dollar into her son's pocket, and gave Chen Feng, the little girl, and Chen Hao each a piece of candy.

"Then I have to leave first. Chen Feng, you take them to school."

"Row!"

After Huo Zhilan left, the old lady gave Hu Bayi a bowl of meat soup and two meat patties.

Hu Bay is a little kid with a big imagination. It is a common problem among all children that he cannot take his eyes off delicious food. Even the future protagonist cannot control his desire to eat.

After finishing breakfast, when I came out, I ran into Meng Xiaoxing and Meng Xiaozao throwing away garbage at the door.

The short Hu Bayi sat on the front bar of the bicycle, and the tall Chen Hao sat at the rear.

There is no way, there are three levels of threshold.

"Chen Feng, have you eaten?"

Chen Hao replied: "I ate it."

"What did you eat?" Meng Xiaoxing asked with a smile.

Chen Hao thought for a moment and remembered the warning from his family. He said, "Thin porridge and Chinese cabbage."

"Ah, so we're going to eat this?" Meng Xiaoxing said proudly, "The mutton noodles we eat at home are so delicious."

Chen Hao curled his lips.

What is mutton noodles? Mutton pie, mutton dumplings, mutton soup, braised lamb, mutton skewers, grilled lamb chops, mutton hotpot, do you still want to compare with us?

The way Hu Bayi looked at Meng Xiaoxing was as if he was looking at a fool, which made Meng Xiaoxing very angry.

What are you looking at? Even if your father is a leader, you still can’t eat meat!

For some reason, she felt a sense of pride.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Don't spread rumors everywhere. The mutton is not clean. If someone reports it, you will go to jail."

Meng Xiaoxing's voice suddenly stopped.

Chen Feng kindly gave them a reminder and rode his bicycle to take the two children to school.

When he returned the same way, Sha Zhu had already come to his house and took away a pound of steamed cakes. He also used the imperial kitchen knife given to him by Guan Shan to exchange for a bottle of peanut oil and a few fish from the old man.

"No, Grandpa, if Lao Guan knew about this, he would be very angry!"

The old man looked at the kitchen knife proudly and said happily: "That's not my fault. Zhuzi wanted to change it himself."

Judging from his appearance, there is no chance of returning the goods.