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

"Lily, when you go to school tomorrow, don't fight and study hard, okay?" Zhou Qing specially picked up a piece of pig ear for his daughter.

The little foodie agreed quickly.

"Mom, don't worry, I don't fight."

For Chen Li, going to school by herself is obviously different from going to school by her second brother.

She spent a day in the sports school training class and found it very fun. It was not as scary as her second brother said.

Chen Feng knew that the girl's novelty had worn off and she would definitely regret it, so he came up with all kinds of "clever ideas" and pretended to be stupid and cried and asked to go home.

There was no big brother like him in the sports school to give her snacks.

Stir-fried wild boar meat, braised large yellow croaker, stir-fried vegetables with dried fish, and high-quality white rice were perfect for eating with rice, and the children enjoyed the meal very much.

The dried tofu was made by Sha Zhu, Chen Feng provided the soybeans, and he was responsible for the production of the materials. He was so devoted to researching the dried tofu, tofu, and bean skin that he almost reached a limit.

The entire Chen family benefited from it.

Others are tofu beauties, but he is almost becoming the black god of tofu.

Chen Hao put the pistol on his waist. Although there was no bullet, he was still immersed in the atmosphere of "Chen Family Sharpshooter" and couldn't extricate himself.

"Dad, you're on vacation now, come hunt with us, so that the wild boar I kill doesn't have to be thrown away, you can carry it back."

Chen Jianjun paused for a moment and said unhappily, "You mean I should go up the mountain and carry the prey for you?"

Chen Hao really wanted to say “Yes, yes, that’s right”, but his low emotional intelligence told him that if he dared to say that, his father would definitely whisper in his mother’s ear at night.

Then your butt is dead!

"How could that be, uncle? When we came back, Haozi said that you could still ride the bicycle for us and get the water bottle." Fatty Wang said with bad intentions, trying hard to lead Chen Hao into the ditch.

He lost again in the competition just now!

"You are so useful!"

Chen Jianjun squinted and said, "Thank you so much!"

Chen Hao's face was almost the same color as the bottom of a pot.

He did discuss this with them on the way. It was too heartbreaking to feed two big wild boars to the tiger.

But I didn’t say that in front of his biological father!

"You wait, Fatty!"

Fatty Wang raised his eyebrows, looking very proud.

"Uncle, you're welcome. I'm your eldest nephew. Haozi said that I must respect you and make sure you eat good food every day." Fatty Wang smiled happily.

Chen Jianjun decided to practice more after dinner!

You must practice harder!

We can’t let them just eat and gain weight without losing strength.

Fatty Wang didn't expect that by setting a trap for Chen Hao, he would end up burying himself!

After dinner, Chen Jianjun took them to the yard to practice martial arts. When he saw the pistols on the waists of the three little guys, he remembered to take the guns back.

Chen Li sat on the wooden horse chair, twisting her little butt and swaying back and forth with the chair. She followed Chen Jianjun's example with her hands and watched her three brothers practice martial arts with a smile on her face.

"Drink, drink, drive, drink!"

The little Lolita's moves were very messy, but her slogans were so loud and powerful.

A child in the middle yard saw people practicing boxing in the front yard and immediately started shouting.

"Brother, Uncle Chen is teaching martial arts again, go practice martial arts!"

In just a few minutes, a group of little kids came over to practice together. Chen Jianjun did not stop them, but instead taught them from time to time.

Many years ago, Sha Zhu was also so shameless to come and take advantage of Chen Jianjun, claiming that he was half of his apprentice.

Chen Feng was in the kitchen, preparing to braise all the pork with the old lady. It would take time to finish braising more than 300 kilograms of pork.

But firstly, it tastes better this way, and secondly, it can be stored for a long time and is not easy to deteriorate.

The old man and Zhou Qing were helping out on the side.

After an hour of training, the children went home. Chen Li smelled the aroma of meat and "rode" her beloved wooden horse into the kitchen.

Together with two other gluttons, they sat by the stove, looking at an extra-large iron pot.

Three pig heads were being cooked inside, with peppercorns, star anise and bay leaves mixed in, filling the whole kitchen with the aroma.

"Big pot, what kind of meat is this? It smells so good. I'm hungry again!"

"Haha, are you hungry again?" Chen Feng couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah, I'm hungry!" said the little foodie seriously, stretching his neck and staring at the pig ears in the pot.

"Little sister, this is braised pork. I've told you many times. Why can't you remember it?" Chen Hao said from the side.

"Are you stupid? If I didn't say this, how could big brother reward us with meat?" Fatty Wang whispered in Chen Hao's ear.

Chen Hao was stunned and looked at the silly and cute little girl.

My sister is so cunning (smart)?

But thinking about what happened in the past, it seemed to be like this. Every time she asked this, she would always end up eating a bite or two.

"Phew, I'm so stupid!"

When the pork head was almost done, Chen Feng, based on his past experience, added the marinade he had prepared long ago, mixed with the seasoning prepared by Sha Zhu.

Wait until the meat has completely absorbed the flavor of the marinade and it is done after soaking for about a few hours.

Seeing the looks of the three little gluttons, Chen Feng smiled and picked up a piece of pork head and cut it into slices with his small sword.

He picked up a piece of meat and gave it to the little foodie who had been waiting for it.

"Hmm, let's see how it tastes."

At this point, the meat slices have not yet been absorbed by the marinade, but the meat has already absorbed the salt, cooking wine and star anise spices during the stewing process, so it is fine to eat.

"Uh-huh."

"Leave this fatter one to me!"

Chen Hao and Fatty Wang divided the other two pieces.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Chen Feng cut a plate, put it in a plate, added a piece of pig ear, and two bottles of Xifeng wine mixed with water, put them in a food box, and sent it to his second uncle Chen Jianjun's house.

"Xiao Feng, you finally remembered me, your poor second uncle who can barely afford to eat."

As soon as they met, Chen Jianguo started complaining.

"Second uncle, you still don't have enough to eat. Second aunt is not only beautiful and rich, but at least she is a rich and wealthy woman." Chen Feng saw that Lou Xiao'e was not there, and guessed that she had gone home, so he couldn't help but make a joke.

"Hey, what's 'white rich woman'? It should be 'white rich beauty'!" Chen Jianguo has a quick ability to absorb new things. He understood the semantic difference in his nephew's joke in just one sentence.

In his eyes, Lou Xiao'e is indeed fair, rich and beautiful.

Chen Feng smiled but said nothing.

All we can say is that the postmodern aesthetic of oval face is different from the current aesthetic.

From the 60s to the 90s, everyone liked the square-shaped types such as Teresa Teng, Zhu Lin, Chen Xiaoxu and Liu Xiaoqing. The oval face was a typical foxy face and was not popular among the mainstream (not that it was disliked).

"Where's Second Aunt?"

"I can't stand not having good food. I've been living at her parents' house lately, so I have to eat out alone. It's so boring."

Chen Jianguo opened the food box and saw the meat and wine inside. He couldn't help but open a bottle and took out two cups and chopsticks from the kitchen.

He didn't mind his nephew's young age and poured wine for him personally.

"Come, have a drink with Uncle Er."

"Uncle, I don't drink." Chen Feng said unhappily.

"How can a man not drink?" Chen Jianguo picked up a piece of pork head with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. While eating, he said, "Back then, your father and I stole wine to drink together. I was only 6 years old at that time!"

"Grandpa didn't notice?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

"I found out and gave your father a good beating!" Chen Jianguo couldn't help laughing.