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

At dawn on Sunday, Chen Feng got up when he heard the voices of Hu Bayi and Chen Hao outside. The little girl had already woken up and was sitting on the quilt with her little butt raised, reading her own picture book.

She read the picture book "Havoc in Heaven" again and again.

She even rehearsed with little kids like Li Jie. She played the Monkey King, and Li Jie played the Giant Spirit, Nezha, Erlang Shen... She was "beaten to death" by the Monkey King several times.

He almost stepped on all the vegetables the old lady had grown.

When he saw his eldest brother getting up, he quickly said, "Big pot, flowery skirt!"

"Yeah. I know."

He took out Chen Li’s most beautiful little red flower dress from the closet and threw it to the little girl, then took out the little cotton shoes he bought and put them under the stool.

Chen Li stood on the bed and placed her favorite picture book in one of the cabinets, which also contained other picture books with very exciting fighting scenes, such as Chenxiang Saves His Mother and Legend of White Snake.

I climbed down from the bed onto the stool, then sat on it to put on my clothes and shoes.

After putting on his clothes, he took out a small red flower from another cabinet.

"A big pot, and this."

"Where did it come from?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

"Last time when Zhuzi got married, he wore it on his chest. I told Sister Yushui that I liked it, so she took it off and gave it to me." Chen Li said conceitedly.

Chen Feng observed a moment of silence for Sha Zhu for a few minutes. If he remembered correctly, Sha Zhu looked everywhere for the little red flower afterwards, wanting to keep it as a souvenir along with the marriage certificate.

He was afraid that what Chen Yulou said would come true and they would get divorced in the future!

In the end, I didn’t find it and cursed the unscrupulous thief for more than ten minutes in the yard next door.

Chen Li put the red cloth flower on her hair and compared it.

"Big pot, doesn't it look good?"

"Oh, it's pretty!"

Chen Feng felt despair about the aesthetic standards of this era. Everyone was proud to wear red flowers, but this thing was really ugly.

"Hehe, big pot, I want to wear it."

"I don't know how to tie my hair, go find my mother."

"Oh--"

Chen Li walked on her small feet to find Zhou Qing.

When he came out wearing the black Zhongshan suit prepared by the old man to wash up, Chen Hao and Hu Bayi were wearing fitted children's military uniforms.

Hu Yunxuan is a major general, so he naturally enjoys special benefits, such as clothes every quarter, meat on holidays, etc.

Fatty Wang was wearing his father's big clothes and looked like the stupid son of his second uncle's third cousin from the countryside.

"Fatty, you can't even see your feet. Change them back and wear black clothes." Chen Feng couldn't stand it anymore and ordered.

"No, brother. Haozi and Bayi are both members of the People's Liberation Army. How can I hold them back? The clothes are a little bigger, but it proves my love for the motherland and my loyalty to the People's Liberation Army!"

Fatty Wang also felt that his father’s clothes were too big and had a strange smell.

He stole this and his mother hasn't washed it yet.

"Stop talking bullshit. Passion can't be achieved with just a piece of clothing." Chen Feng pointed at Chen Hao's room, "Get out!"

"Haozi, Bayi, I can't be with you anymore. I will miss you."

"Go to hell, fat man!"

Chen Hao chased Fatty Wang and beat him, forcing the fat guy into the room to change clothes.

Zhou Fubo and Zhou Dinghai wore Chen Feng and Chen Hao's old clothes, both black shirts.

Chen Li waited for Zhou Qing to tie her ponytail, put a little red flower on her head, and then ran out of the kitchen happily.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, do I look good?"

The little girl held her face in her hands, afraid that the old man couldn't see it.

The old man smiled and nodded: "Beautiful, beautiful, my little Lily is the most beautiful."

Chen Li looked at Chen Feng: "Big——"

"It looks good. Little Lily is the prettiest." Chen Feng said quickly and started brushing his teeth.

Chen Li began to harass others and received all kinds of comments.

After breakfast, around 8:50, the photographer arrived on a tricycle.

The photos were taken indoors. Chen Feng guessed that the film's photosensitive material was not good and the light outside was too strong, which would cause the color of the main body of the photo to be distorted.

Of course, this was just his guess.

In his previous life, he studied photography with Mr. Edison Chen and used an Apple camera that had automatic skin smoothing and light adjustment. There was no need for things like film.

"Everyone is standing still!"

First there was a group photo, with Fatty Wang, Hu Bayi, Chen Hao, Chen Li, Zhou Dinghai, and Zhou Fubo in the front, and a few adults in the back.

Zhang Haixing was wearing a white dress and standing next to Chen Feng.

"Ready, smile!"

"Whee!"

The photographer took two pictures and then stopped.

Film was expensive, but we couldn’t do as we do in later times, where we could reshoot if the picture wasn’t good.

The Chen family took another group photo, which attracted other neighbors.

Sha Zhu "escorted" Ran Qiuye over to chat with Zhou Qing, and stood at the door with his sister to look inside.

"Brother, let's take a picture too." He Yushui suggested.

Shazhu was a little moved.

Ran Qiuye said shyly: "Forget it now, I look too ugly. Wait until your nephew comes out before taking the photo."

"No, you are always the most beautiful!" Sha Zhu said affectionately.

If He Yushui was a few steps away, she would vomit out the porridge she drank in the morning.

Who can understand her!

"Silly, what are you looking at?"

Yan Bugui came back from the countryside yesterday afternoon. In order to save water, he came to fetch water this morning. He saw Sha Zhu and his family of three standing at the door of the main hall of the Chen family, and asked curiously.

When Sha Zhu heard Yan Bugui calling him by his nickname, he ignored him as Chen Feng had said before.

Yan Bugui had no choice but to change his address: "Zhu Zi, what are you looking at?"

"Take a picture." Sha Zhu said simply.

"Hiss, you are really willing to spend money!" Yan Bugui took a deep breath.

Taking photos, like eating meat, are things that only the middle and upper classes can enjoy. Many families want to keep photos for their elderly and they hire painters for just a few cents.

That's what he planned too.

"Next!"

After taking individual and group photos of the old man and the old lady, they took photos with Chen Feng, Chen Hao, Chen Li and others.

When Chen Li was photographed alone, the girl was riding on a wooden horse stool and smiling particularly brightly.

“Let’s take a picture together.”

Zhang Haixing took Chen Feng and Chen Li together.

Sha Zhu stroked his chin and said mysteriously, "Why do I feel like the three of them are a family?"

"Nonsense, Lily is Xiaofeng's sister." Ran Qiuye said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He Yushui felt inexplicably lost.

The old man and the old lady were smiling happily.

"Yes, smile!"

As the three smiled, the photographer pressed the power button.

With a "pop", the exposure is complete. Outdoor exposure is prone to distortion. "Brother, sister, let's take a photo with you too."

Chen Hao was holding a fake gun, Hu Bayi was holding a real gun without bullets, so Fatty Wang had to hold a stick to fight back. This was the stick that Chen Feng used to beat Chen Hao.

Chen Feng felt a little bit out of harmony and waved at He Yushui.

"Rainwater, together."

"Ok!"

He Yushui, who had been envious for a long time, also ran over and stood next to Zhang Haixing and Fatty Wang.

Chen Li got down from the stool, leaned against Chen Feng and Zhang Haixing, hugged the pony head, and smiled happily at the camera.

"Next group!"

"Dinghai, Fubo, stand still." Zhou Jing pulled his two sons.

···

After an hour of work, the photographer was about to leave.

Chen Jianjun sent them to the door, wrote down the number on a piece of paper, and gave it to the photographer together with the fee.

Chen Feng gave him a hundred in one go, and still had a lot left.

'Hey, I can buy them some more pens.'

"Brother, I laughed too early just now. Will it be missed in the picture?" Chen Hao said worriedly.

"Don't worry, you're so ugly, it doesn't matter whether you smile or not!" Fatty Wang laughed.

"Fatty, look at my Tathagata Palm!" Chen Hao slapped him.

"Ah, you damn monk, you are so vicious!" Fatty Wang performed while covering his chest. His acting skills were enough to beat all the young handsome guys in later generations by a large margin.

"Hehehe, second brother, you beat Fatty Brother to death!"

The small yard is filled with the joyful atmosphere of a group of funny little guys.