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

I went to Guan Yushan's house first and left him braised rabbit meat, wild hen with red dates in casserole, steamed crucian carp and a bottle of bulk Erguotou.

"You brought so much, why don't you leave some for yourself?"

Guan Shan took the plate, divided a quarter of the rabbit meat, poured the rest into another bowl, and asked, "Whose house are you going to?"

"Mr. Pauper, give him some compensation and apologize." Chen Feng replied.

Guan Shan and Polan Hou had a conflict in their early years and have had no contact with each other since then.

However, he was not angry about Chen Feng's "repentance" and apology to Hou Polan. Instead, he nodded.

"Go."

"By the way, tell Chunming to come and wash the dishes for me."

Chen Feng glanced at this arrogant old man. Washing dishes was clearly a chance for him to eat roasted sweet potatoes and rabbit meat.

He didn't come, and the old man was roasting the sweet potatoes he gave him by the coal stove.

I plan to eat half a sweet potato tonight.

After leaving Guan's house, he carried the food box and went to Han Chunming's house.

"Xiao Ming, let old man Guan go over and wash his feet."

Han Chunming's elder sister Han Chunxue said in dissatisfaction: "It's late at night and we have to eat. How can you order people around like this?"

Han Chunming ran out and said, "Sister, I don't want to eat anymore."

Han Chunyan sighed and said, "Chunming is stupid."

Han Chunsong nodded and said, "That's right. Guan Shan is a very stingy person. I don't know why I would want to take him as my master?"

"Brother, did you bring meat for the master?"

Han Chunming knew how capable his senior brother was. He had been working for the master these days and had gotten a lot of meat, and he never had to carry heavy loads.

Chen Feng opened the food box and let him take a look.

"You think too much. I want to give this meat to others."

"How is that possible? Do you know other people?" Han Chunming didn't quite believe it.

Chen Feng smiled and rode his bike, then separated at the intersection and went to the shabby Hou family's house.

He was dumbfounded.

"Well, if I can't eat meat, then I can't eat it. Anyway, I've eaten so much recently. I eat better than Jianjun."

"It's a pity that it's my brother's flesh. If it were my own, I could bring it to my mother."

Han Chunming went to Guan Shan's house to prepare for Lao Guan to wash his feet and wash the dishes, while Chen Feng soon came to the ruined Hou's house.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"coming!"

When Paolahou opened the door and saw the food box in his hand, he was immediately happy.

"Did you bring green onions?"

“…”

"What about garlic, garlic!"

The corners of Chen Feng's mouth twitched.

Most northerners like to eat onions and garlic raw. Sha Zhu often chews on a raw onion.

However, the Chen family is from the south and prefers southern food habits.

"Okay, I've brought them all."

"Well, that's the good thing about your Chen family, you are righteous!"

Hou Paolan invited Chen Feng in.

"Why don't you wait a moment? Blind Chen is still outside telling fortunes for a director named Wang."

Chen Feng asked curiously: "What game?"

Marquis Polan smiled and said, "The new deputy director of the Xicheng Public Security Bureau, who just retired from the army, took four people to the mountains at the beginning of the month to track down the wolf pack that injured people. As a result, they were almost entangled by the wolves. Fortunately, they met a master with godly gun skills passing by. He killed all the wolves on the spot and gave them all the wolf meat and wolf skins. Now he is looking for that chivalrous master everywhere."

Chen Feng's eyelids twitched.

The clothes the other person was wearing were very shabby, and he thought he was the captain of the militia!

That’s right. Nowadays, many pragmatic officials really serve the people.

Like Jiao Enlu!

Who would have thought that a county secretary eats and wears worse than an ordinary worker.

"People like this still believe in fortune-telling? Aren't you afraid of being reported for practicing feudal superstition?"

Putting the lunch box on the table, Paolahou said, "Of course, Deputy Director Wang doesn't believe it, but his wife does. She even asked him to read her fortune and ask about her future."

"Okay, I've given you the food. Do you have a steamer? Put the food in the steamer to keep it warm. I'll go back first."

"No, you won't wait for him to come back?"

The Tattered Marquis said in surprise.

What should I say when he comes back?

Is it possible to have a live recognition of relatives? I can't handle such an embarrassing situation.

Chen Feng complained in his heart and said, "Wait for the old man to figure it out himself. If you have this intention, you might as well persuade him. He is old, why does he have to wander around outside every day?"

Hou Polan felt that this sentence was implying something about him!

He also hangs out outside every day.

"You do not understand."

"Hurry up and bring the iron pot and the steamer."

After putting the meat, fish, chicken soup, etc. in Hou's bowl, Chen Feng went back with the empty box.

After he left, Blind Chen came back.

"Why do you have to hide from him?" Marquis Polan complained, taking out the food from the steamer.

"What should I say when I see him?" Chen Yulou said depressedly.

"Could it be possible to recognize him on the spot, hold him in your arms, and ask him how his family has been doing over the years?"

"I can't afford to lose face!"

"You're asking for trouble!" Hou Paolan poured himself a glass of wine and poured him another seven points.

Chen Yulou ate a piece of meat and sneered, "I asked for it, and you are the same, right?"

"I clearly have a daughter, but it's as if I don't have one."

Hou Paolan's face turned bitter and he drank the wine in one gulp.

"It's different. My daughter is marrying my enemy, but your family is not."

Chen Yulou said dully: "I would rather switch with you. Brother Qianhao went out with me, but none of them came back. I should go to accompany them."

"Here we go again, here we go again!"

The Broken Marquis gave him a chicken leg and said, "Let's not talk about it. I won't talk about the past, and you won't talk about the past either. Okay, let's just have a good meal today."

"Have fun and enjoy a feast made by your grandson. Don't let the delicious food made by the brat go to waste!"

"Brother, come on, let's go together."

Chen Yulou nodded when he heard his praise, then laughed and scolded: "You eat my grandson's meat and call him a stinky boy and a rag picker. Do you have a conscience?"

"Oh, yes, I was wrong!"

Marquis Papa nodded quickly and said, "Your grandson's braised pork, steamed fish, and stewed chicken soup are really good. He is a very capable chef. You have taken advantage of me for several years. Finally, I can enjoy the good life with you."

When Chen Feng returned home, his family had not yet eaten.

Chen Li finished an hour of reading and ignored Chen Feng with a pout.

"Little Lily, who made you angry?"

"Big Pot, I don't want to play with you anymore and don't talk to me." The little girl said with a pout.

"Why?" Chen Feng teased.

"I'm not your baby anymore!" the little girl said angrily.

"How could that be? You will always be my favorite sister." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"really?"

"of course it's true."

"Then can I not study?"

"Sure, as long as you don't eat meat."

"Big Pot, I don't want to play with you anymore!"

"Why?"

Chen Li had no idea that she had fallen into a language trap designed by the unscrupulous Da Guo.

"Xiao Feng, it's time to eat."

"Let's go and call your second brother to eat some meat." Chen Feng pinched his sister's little face.

"Hehe, eat meat!"

The little girl's puffy face immediately turned into a smile.

He ran to the study to call for help, and then went to look for his father, Chen Jianguo and others.