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

2 month 22 day.

Early in the morning, Zhou Qing took out the skirt that Lou Xiao'e and Chen Jianguo had given to their daughter.

Children are not very sleepy in the morning and wake up easily.

As soon as she heard the door open, the little girl who was lying next to Chen Hao, with one of her little feet almost touching her brother's face, woke up immediately.

A pair of big eyes rolled around and the head was raised.

She carefully retracted her little feet to destroy the evidence of accidentally bullying her elder brother.

"Shh!"

Zhou Qing made a gesture to stop him from making noise.

Chen Li nodded excitedly, her eyes fixed on her new dress. She crawled on all fours like a turtle to the bed, stood up and opened her arms, waiting for her mother to put on her new clothes.

"whee."

Looking at the beautiful new warm thick cotton skirt, the little girl kept grinning.

"sit down."

Put on your rabbit-skin boots.

She couldn't wait to go outside and show off her new clothes to other friends.

Early this morning, a child in a nearby yard fell ill.

Pink eye, and it's quite serious.

Since it is the little girl’s birthday, although there will be no birthday party, it will not be celebrated like usual.

"Zizzizi!"

Two pheasant eggs fell one after another on the heart-shaped omelette maker made by Chen Feng himself, making a slight sound in the boiling oil.

Chen Li likes to eat fried eggs that are fried harder rather than the tender ones that are yellow with white.

The old lady and Zhou Qing were cutting vegetables and rolling noodles nearby.

Since it is a birthday, we must make longevity noodles to let the little birthday boy have a special holiday.

It was quite interesting to see that the iron sheet in the pot really fixed the eggs into a heart shape.

"Xiao Feng is smart. If those restaurants knew that this little thing could be used to make something special, they would definitely learn it and use it to lure young people to eat there."

"It's just waste eggs." Zhou Qing said with a smile.

Eggs aren't cheap, especially this year.

Others may not know, but Chen Feng remembers that starting this year, the citizens of Sijiu City really could not eat eggs.

Starting from 1960, eggs from Beijing were no longer supplied to the market and were instead supplied to a few special groups such as intellectuals and patients.

"Speaking of which, this hen is also strange. A pheasant actually lays an egg a day." The old lady was knowledgeable and knew that pheasants were different from poultry and would not lay eggs every day.

(Pheasants only lay eggs after mating, between April and June, and the number of eggs is about 4 to 6.)

Zhou Qing finished rolling the noodles and waited for the old lady to free up the knife.

"Maybe my family has good food. Other pheasants can't eat rice every day."

Chen Feng turned over the heart-shaped double eggs he had cut.

When the eggs are done, pour the mutton slices directly into the pan while the oil is still there. Stir-fry until done. Then pour water into the hot pan and make a pot of longevity noodles according to custom.

"Chen Hao, go find my little sister. It's almost time for dinner."

"Oh." Chen Hao, who was practicing riding a bicycle in the yard, put down the bike and went to the next yard to look for someone.

"White dragon horse, hooves facing west..."

One big and one small, they came back singing.

The beautiful new dress made the little girl, who was beginning to be conceited, very proud.

"Cauldron, am I pretty?"

As soon as she entered the door, the little girl hurriedly asked Chen Feng.

"Beautiful, you are the most beautiful today!"

Chen Feng first made her a small bowl of noodles, and specially poured a layer of mutton slices, fried eggs, and vegetable leaves on it. He also poured some of the sauced venison from a bottle that he had specially placed in the space.

"Well, happy birthday!"

Chen Li looked at the bowl in her eldest brother's hand stupidly, thinking it was for grandpa.

According to the Chen family’s rule, the first bowl is given to the old man.

"Why are you just standing there? Take it and say thank you to your brother." Zhou Qing squatted down and said while touching his daughter's little face.

"Mom, isn't this for Grandpa?" Chen Li asked puzzledly.

"Today is your birthday, you can eat the first bowl." Zhou Qing said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you, big brother." Chen Li took her small bowl and looked at the delicious layer on top. She was happy but she didn't dare to be the first to pick up her chopsticks.

Fortunately, the old man has already got his own bowl.

The family sat at the dining table.

"Happy birthday, little Lily. You eat first today."

"Then I ate?"

Chen Li looked at it and whispered.

"Eat!" the old man said with a smile.

The little foodie immediately ate the braised venison first, which was the most delicious.

She is completely different from Chen Hao who likes to save the delicious food for last. She eats the delicious food first and secretly gives the unpalatable (favorite) food to Lai Fu.

This way, everything she eats is delicious.

“Big pot, delicious.”

The little foodie now wishes he could have his birthday every day. His mind is filled with new clothes and venison fried egg noodles every day.

"Haha, then eat more."

Chen Feng did not favor one over the other. The old man, the old lady, Chen Hao, Chen Jianjun and others all had a fried egg and braised venison.

However, the last bottle of meat was completely gone.

From now on I can only eat braised mutton.

There were no more eggs in plain sight, so he had to go up the mountain to find pheasant eggs and pheasant hens.

After breakfast, Chen Feng took Chen Li to Wangfujing for shopping.

Just like before, he gave a cigarette to the old man guarding the tricycle, and then took the little girl in.

"Today, whatever you want to buy, I will buy it for you."

Chen Feng was very generous.

The old man didn't give the venison away for free.

Those old comrades were quite capable and gave the old man many good things in return, including a lot of bills of various kinds.

The old man gave all the sugar tickets, wine tickets, etc. to Chen Feng.

The bill has a date. If it is not used after this month, it will become invalid.

"Soda." Chen Li said without hesitation what she lacked the most.

There were two cans left, a bunch of 9s in gummy bears, a handful of raisins, a lollipop, and seven one-cent coins.

The only thing she had never been able to get on her own was soda.

"How many bottles do you want?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.

"So many 9 bottles!" The little girl opened her mouth and counted 9.

"That's 9 bottles then." Chen Feng said, trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, big pot, you're the best." The little girl didn't know how many 9 bottles she had lost, she just felt that her child's life had reached its peak.

Bought nine bottles of soda at the counter.

"Big pot, I want it."

Chen Feng gave her a bottle, but she thought it was not enough and stretched out her left hand.

"Do you want to open it and drink it?" Chen Feng asked.

"Uh-huh."

Holding an unopened can of soda in his left hand and an opened can of soda in his right hand.

Chen Li walked around the store with her short legs, looking somewhat domineering.

Many people couldn't help but look back and express their love for the little girl who was wearing a beautiful imported warm skirt and smiling all the way.

"What a pretty little girl."

"Old Han insisted on having a son, but I think a daughter would be nice too."

Some women who came to shop saw Chen Li and suddenly thought that it might be better to have a daughter.

"Big pot, little picture book."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

Chen Feng said lovingly.

A comic book costs only a few cents at most. Chen Feng has a lot of money on hand, so he doesn't care about this small amount of money at all.