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

The young man was stunned.

These are not two candies!

"These candies are for you. You can eat one or two every day. But remember, hide them well and don't let others see them." Chen Feng looked at the cute appearance of the little girl and inexplicably thought of his own little foodie.

With an idea in mind, he took out a bottle of fructose in a can and gave it to the boy.

When Chen Feng gave the boy money and rice just now, the boy was still a little dazed and hadn't come back to his senses.

"Here!" Chen Feng stuffed the bottle into his pocket.

As a result, the bottle came out from under his feet.

"Big brother, can I take it?" The little girl sitting on the rice bag bent down and picked up the fallen bottle.

"This is too expensive." The boy makes a living by picking up scraps, but he has a lot of experience and matures much more precociously than other children.

When he saw the bottle that Chen Feng sent him, he was completely afraid to take it.

"Well, consider it as a small gift from me to future police officers." Chen Feng smiled and patted the poor but determined young man.

"What's your name? Grandpa Guan is back, what should I say?" the boy asked.

"Just say it was sent by Chen Feng!

When he came out on his motorcycle, Guan Yushan was standing at the door.

The old man said expressionlessly: "Aren't you afraid that he will take away all your rice?"

According to Sha Zhu, Lao Guan has a dead look on his face all year round!

"If he takes it, he takes it. I won't lose anything. But I don't think he will." Chen Feng parked the car outside the courtyard wall and asked, "From what you said, do you know him?"

Guan Shan said calmly: "I know him. His father died of illness, and his mother ran away because she couldn't stand the tiredness. His grandfather sent them to an orphanage before he died."

"The two children are also sensible. They come out every day to pick up scraps and look for their mother. They use the money from the sales to exchange for supplies for the orphanage."

"Old Liu, who worked in the police station's communication room, didn't have any children, so he adopted them both."

"That's not bad." Chen Feng murmured.

About Shan nodded slightly.

Yes, they are already very lucky, at least they know their parents.

Because of the disaster, many children have no parents at all.

Under Premier Zhou's arrangement, at least 3,000 orphans and abandoned babies were sent from the disaster area to Inner Mongolia, where they were distributed to nurseries and herdsmen in various banners, and were adopted, cared for, and raised by some kind and voluntary caregivers.

They are affectionately called "children of the country" by local herdsmen!

This experience is known as the famous "Three Thousand Orphans Entering Inner Mongolia".

Duguima: A Mongolian mother raising 28 children

The reason for choosing Inner Mongolia is that Inner Mongolia has the largest source of meat and cattle and sheep milk in the country, which can ensure that these children grow up healthily.

"Teacher, if someone donated tens of thousands of tons of food, would it go down in history?"

Guan Yushan glanced at him and sneered, "Yes, Shen Wansan donated a wall to Nanjing City. The Ming Dynasty remembered this big fool who was chopped to death by Zhu Yuanzhang!"

Chen Feng's self-admiration disappeared in an instant, and his heart turned cold, as if he had been stabbed by Guan Shan and turned left three times.

"I'm going, I'm going. Please help me take care of that little girl when you have time."

Shan Weilang waited until Chen Feng's motorcycle was far away before entering the yard.

"Hello, Grandpa Guan!"

The two siblings who were eating the candy grains stood up at the same time, and like frightened little mice, they immediately hid the bottle of candy grains in their hands.

"What are you doing at my door?" Guan Shan asked with a forced smile.

He couldn't help but look at the little girl. Looking at her cute eyes, he seemed to understand why Chen Feng entrusted him to take care of her.

“Look at the rice!”

"Help me watch the rice!"

The boy said two more words than his sister.

"A man named Chen Feng, who said he was your student, gave you this rice and the pheasant."

"Big brother, give me some candy." The little girl said anxiously.

"Oh, next time ask for more, and tell him that it was me who asked him to give it to you. He won't dare to refuse."

Guan Shan smiled and opened the door key. The boy took the bag on his own initiative, but found that he couldn't lift it because he was too weak.

"No, Grandpa Liu said we are not allowed to take other people's food." The little girl said embarrassedly.

"Then how do you eat?" asked Guan Shan.

"It was given to me by big brother, not what I wanted." said the little girl cunningly.

"Brother, I'll help you!"

The little girl hid the bottle of sugar grains in her clothes on her belly, making her belly bulge slightly, and held the bag tightly with both hands.

"oops!"

"Okay, I'll do it myself." Guan Yushan smiled and pulled the bag in.

"Grandpa Guan, we'll help you pull it."

I can't lift it, but I can still drag it around.

"Grandpa Guan, what kind of chicken is this?" the little girl asked, looking at the pheasant whose neck had been crushed on the ground.

Guan Shan smiled and said, "You'll know after you take a bite."

"Xiao Liuzi, go talk to your Grandpa Liu and ask him to come over to my place at noon to cook rice and roast chicken. This time he ate my chicken and it was as good as mine. Let's see if he feels good about it."

"Grandpa Guan, my last name is not Liu!"

"Okay, Xiao Liuzi!"

···

Chen Feng drove his motorcycle to the ruined Hou family's house, and this guy was actually at home today.

Hearing the sound of a motorcycle at the door, Hou Polan went out to take a look. When he found that it was Chen Feng, he was surprised: "What's going on? Your grandfather is so old, and he is going to work to support the family again?"

"No, Uncle Hou, you are cursing me in a roundabout way." Chen Feng got out of the car and asked, "I didn't provoke you."

"I didn't scold you. It wasn't your grandfather. Could it be that your father and second uncle got you the car?" The broken Hou laughed and said, "I have seen them. It seems that many people in your area say that they have no talent."

Well, a lot of people say that.

And they don’t put it so “euphemistically”, they all say “a good father makes a good son”.

However, Chen Feng actually does not agree with these judgments, because it is very simple, for most of the outstanding people, it is not their own ability that makes them stand out in the competition.

It’s because they happened to be in the right position at the right time.

If we give Chen Jianjun, Chen Jianguo and other seemingly middle and lower-level officials a chance, they will definitely do a good job and may not be worse than those senior officials.

"It's my friend's car. I borrowed it for fun."

The bag in the truck bed was taken in and placed on the main table in their house.

Hou Paolan poured him a glass of boiled water.

"Didn't I send you a bottle of Biluochun last time?" Chen Feng took a sip and found it too bland.

The Broken Marquis said calmly, "The tea is very good. I exchanged it for a small yellow croaker and a Hetian jade seal from Gu Qiyuan of the Ming Dynasty. That jade seal is Gu Qiyuan's favorite treasure."

"That's what I left for you to drink." Chen Feng said unhappily, "Why are you doing this?"

The Broken Marquis disagreed: "If you are thirsty, it is better to drink boiled water."

"Come over here, everything is here."

Chen Feng followed him in and saw him pull out a box from under the bed, which was not locked.

When he opened it, he saw more than a dozen gold bars and a few pieces of jade.

They are basically small boutiques.

Take Gu Qiyuan for example, he was one of the two most famous epigraphers in the Ming Dynasty. The jade seals he liked might not be made of top-grade nephrite, but the added cultural value and celebrity value were definitely not low.