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

Take the three fish and give one to the Jia family to help Qin Huairu.

If it were in the past, Sha Zhu might have really agreed.

But now that Ran Qiuye has his child, no matter how good his conscience is, it cannot compare to the importance of his son and daughter-in-law.

"My Qiuye also wants to eat fish, this is specially for her."

After a pause, his conscience still started to bother him a little.

"How about this, if you don't mind, I'll cut the fish tail for you."

Fish tails have many bones, and none of the three people in his family like to eat them. Every time, he is the one who finishes and eats the last bit of the fish tail.

"Zhu Zi, thank you, thank you so much."

Never miss any opportunity to gain an advantage.

Jia Zhang immediately thanked Yi Bu for this, saying that the fish tail was also meat and she did not dislike it.

"You're welcome." Sha Zhu looked at her family's vegetables and said with a smile, "Just give me some vegetable leaves."

Jia Zhang was stunned. Wasn’t it a gift?

Why did it change?

Why is the silly pillar gone?

These uncles who go to the countryside are increasingly unable to come back!

Qin Huairu, on the other hand, has not yet completely transformed. Because she is pregnant, she is not suitable for heavy physical work and cannot use machine tools. She is currently doing some leisurely work in the steel rolling mill and has not yet experienced the pain of the front-line workers.

He skillfully cut the best leaves and asked Jia Banggeng to bring them over.

Looking at the fresh and tender leaves, Sha Zhu was very proud. He cut a fish tail for Jia Banggeng to take back.

"Hehe, Qiuye, you can't say I'm stupid this time. You traded the fish tail that you don't like to eat for the vegetable leaves that are suitable for soup."

Ran Qiuye tutors Chen Hao and others in class at Chen's house.

She found a set of high school textbooks, and Chen Feng sat under the eaves of the yard, flipping through them in the sunset.

In the kitchen, Chen Li was eagerly waiting to watch Zhou Qing make "Stir-fried Lamb with Green Onions".

Zhou Qing watched Chen Feng cook several times and her cooking skills improved greatly. In addition, Chen Feng regularly added more and more oil to the house, so she slowly changed her habit of being reluctant to add oil.

A pot of pork ribs that had been stewed since around four in the afternoon was already cooked. Even though the casserole was covered, the aroma of green onions mixed with meat still continued to overflow.

The little foodie was tempted so much that he kept twisting his body and looking frequently at the casserole on the ground.

"How is it? Is it difficult?"

Chen Jianjun and the old man fought for five minutes, and then both of them were exhausted. Now they are drinking a bottle of "juice".

Of course, Chen Jianjun could still fight, but he didn't dare to really fight back against the old man and could only admit defeat again and again.

Even though it only lasted a few minutes, this kind of intense fight was the most physically demanding.

"It's OK. It's not that difficult."

Chen Feng put down his old math textbook from his second year of high school. He had already finished reading his math textbook from his first year of high school and had memorized all the theorems and algorithms in his mind.

Compared with the high school and college mathematics in the previous life, it is basically not difficult.

"Why are you disturbing Xiaofeng?"

The old man said with some dissatisfaction: "Can't you see he is reading a book? Let him read quietly. Come on, let's continue fighting."

"Again?"

Chen Jianjun pulled up his sleeves, which had several red marks on them, and said, "Dad, why don't you stop using the stick? My arms are all bruised."

The old man looked at his son coldly, and said angrily: "Shed more tears in peacetime and less blood in war. Do you understand? You can't even dodge the stick of an old man like me, and you still have the nerve to show off!"

Chen Jianjun asked cautiously, "Dad, can I use the stick as well?"

The old man hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

Then, the sound of sticks clashing could be heard from the yard.

It’s a pity that Chen Hao and the others were in class, and Chen Li was squatting in the kitchen waiting for dinner, so no one watched this wonderful scene.

After practicing for a while, Chen Jianjun took the opportunity to slip away under the pretext of delivering pork rib soup, mutton and deer blood health wine to Chen Jianguo.

"Fatty, come out and take this bowl of mutton ribs back."

Wang Kaixuan's family had a good income, but his grandfather and parents were very similar to Chen Jianjun. They all took the initiative to donate food, cloth coupons, etc. to help the widows and descendants of their comrades.

The little fat boy regretted that he didn't have a powerful brother like Chen Feng to protect him.

"Brother, if I take it back, my parents will definitely scold me."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't take it back, don't come to my house again."

Wang Kaixuan asked, "Then I can stay in Chen Hao's room tonight, okay?"

"As long as Chen Hao doesn't object."

Chen Feng knew how attractive home-cooked food was to this foodie. Even someone like Huo Ling, who had no shortage of delicious food at home, would be reluctant to leave, let alone the little fat boy who had suffered a lot.

Most people don’t have this blessing, but the little fat guy has it.

Just based on his grandfather's status, many people cannot even ask for it.

In other words, the old man has a higher status.

On the surface, the Wang family is more powerful now, but after Chen Feng met Mr. Zhao, he naturally understood that the Chen family's power was actually more terrifying, but it was hidden underwater and not revealed.

Wang Kaixuan smiled and wanted to go back with the bowl in his arms, but the old lady quickly stopped him.

"You little fool, just go back like this, put the food in a lunch box, and walk carefully, don't spill it."

Wang Kaixuan went back quickly and came back quickly.

"Brother, my father agreed to let me stay here tonight."

"What did you say?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

"Hey, I said I'd recite ancient poems with Chen Hao and Bayi tonight."

Wang Kaixuan deceived his parents and seemed very skilled at telling lies.

"Did Bayi go back tonight?" Chen Feng asked.

"When Auntie comes later, I'll say the same thing. She will definitely agree. Auntie doesn't want to make breakfast either."

Huo Zhilan really didn't like cooking, she had never done it before.

Even with the ingredients prepared by Chen Feng, the cooking temperature of the noodles was not well controlled.

"It smells so good, is this pork ribs?"

Zhang Haixing arrived on time and happened to come in with Chen Jianjun.

"Yes, Chen Feng went to the black market last night and bought some meat."

"Lily, is the food ready?"

Chen Li poked her head out of the kitchen and nodded, "Dad, it's almost done."

A few minutes later, Chen Li started calling for dinner.

"Grandpa, Dad, Big Pot, Sister, Second Brother, Brother Bayi, Brother Fatty, it's time to eat."

Hearing Chen Li's call, Ran Qiuye put away the pen the old lady gave her.

"Okay, that's all for today. We'll continue tomorrow."

"Phew, it's finally over!"

Fatty Wang shouted.

He Yushui helped Ran Qiuye back. Hu Bayi and Wang Fatty packed up their things and went to the kitchen to help with Chen Hao.

"Wow, so many meat dishes?" Wang Kaixuan asked in surprise.

"You are all children, you should eat more meat."

The old lady likes Wang Kaixuan even more than Hu Bayi, who is somewhat of a relative of hers, mainly because this guy is sweet-talker, respects the elderly and loves the young, and looks very festive.

This is not the past, when vegetarianism is rampant and people are encouraged to limit meat intake and engage in fitness exercises.

Due to lack of meat and malnutrition, eating meat is indeed the best way to nourish the body's blood and qi.