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

"You went to the beach?" the old man asked in surprise.

Xu Damao explained with a smile: "No, I went to the countryside to show a movie today, and the Mengshan Commune gave me three large river shells. I don't know how to cook them, so I just gave them to you to try."

The old man shook his head and said, "Then there's no need. If you don't know how to do it, you can go find Zhuzi. You two have been fighting for so many years, and now you're both married and have your own children. You're about to become fathers. It's a good time to reconcile. As neighbors, don't fight all the time."

"Give!"

Little foodies who are well fed and satisfied are easy to talk to.

This is also related to the fact that she eats too much shells and conches. She used to be greedy, but now that she eats more, she is not so greedy anymore.

Xu Damao stopped hesitating, took the bag and said goodbye to the old man.

When I returned to Compound No. 95, I happened to see Liu Haizhong's three sons. The eldest son, Liu Guangqi, was bragging to Sha Zhu, talking about how good his new partner's personality was and how well matched he was with her.

The two younger brothers sat aside without saying a word.

"Da Mao, do you need anyone in the Propaganda Department?" Liu Haizhong was sitting in the yard with a fan in his hand, enjoying the cool air. Seeing Xu Damao, his "ally" who used to have a good relationship with him but now has less contact with him, he said enthusiastically, "Come and talk when you have time."

Ever since Xu Damao lost his position as the second uncle in Liu Haizhong's career, he had cut off contact with him, but he never refused to make money.

He knew what Lao Liu was thinking!

The Propaganda Department has several departments, such as the projection team, radio station, auditorium singing and dancing troupe, etc. These are jobs that allow you to talk to leaders and easily form personal connections, but the work is relatively undemanding.

Even the most tiring projection team, whether in the countryside or in the city, is a sought-after job.

Old Liu naturally wanted to send his eldest son in.

"Okay, I'll come over after I have dinner."

Looking at Sha Zhu, he hadn't asked Sha Zhu for help yet. It was just a few river shells. Even without seasoning or cooking skills, a simple cook would be good.

When I got home, Meng Xiaozao was cooking.

"father!"

"Well, Xiaozao, how about frying these river krusts?"

"Yes, Dad, I can fry!" Meng Xiaozao said happily: "Teacher Ran sent some oil, saying that it was leftover from before and they couldn't finish it."

Xu Damao was stunned.

Is it Silly Pillar?

This idea was instantly suppressed by himself. It was definitely impossible for Sha Zhu to be the one who sent it. It could only have been sent by Teacher Ran.

"Why did Teacher Ran give us fuel?"

Meng Xiaozao said uncertainly: "Teacher Ran is a good person."

Ran Qiuye is indeed a good person, but not a bad nicety!

Xu Damao is very clear about this. Ran Qiuye and Sha Zhu are two different types of people. If Sha Zhu hadn't listened to Ran Qiuye in everything, their family would have been full of conflicts long ago.

"Did you do something?"

Meng Xiaozao put the hot dishes on a plate, poured a dozen drops of oil into the pot, scraped it a few times with a spatula, and then poured the cabbage in.

Oil is too expensive!

I gave Ran Qiuye a few taels of silver, but I still have to cherish it and use it sparingly.

"No, oh, I remembered that I helped Sister Yushui wash some clothes."

Meng Xiaozao said shyly, "Sister Yushui lent me her first-grade textbook, so I wanted to help her wash clothes. Dad, do you think it's because of this?"

"Well, it should be this." Xu Damao took a knife, cracked open the river clam, and cut out the clam meat inside.

"You are a fool with good fortune."

"Hey, Dad, I learned how to read. Can I teach it to my elder sister?" Meng Xiaozao mentioned that she was going to school while her sister Meng Xiaoxing was working as an apprentice in a cloth shop, and she felt uneasy.

Xu Damao did not object to this and said, "If you have time, go and teach her on the weekend."

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"Good evening, old man!"

Liu Haizhong came in with a bottle of Xifeng wine. The old man asked in surprise, "What day is today? Xu Damao is here, and you should come too."

"Xu Damao also came to borrow your motorcycle?" Liu Haizhong asked in surprise.

When the old man heard this, he immediately said, "The motorcycle belongs to Xiaohua. It's no use for you to blame me."

Liu Haizhong came over, sat on the stool next to him, and said, "This old man, my son Guangqi is going to meet the girl's parents tomorrow. If it works out, they will get married in a few days."

"That's why I came to borrow the motorcycle. I wanted to make a good impression on his mother-in-law's family."

More than just a good impression!

Riding a motorcycle to your father-in-law's house in this era is almost the same as driving a Bentley or Porsche to your girlfriend's house in the future. It's an explosive effect!

Even if it's a borrowed car, it's still prestigious.

The old man still shook his head and said, "It's not that I won't help, you should ask Xiaofeng and Xiaohua about this matter."

"Grandpa, you are the head of the family. You have given the order, how dare they disobey?" Liu Haizhong felt that the old man was shirking responsibility. In his opinion, the head of the family, like the old man, has the final say in the family.

If the child dares not listen, beat him to death!

The old man said calmly: "The children have grown up and have their own opinions. As old people, we should respect their opinions. Just like Xiaofeng, he started fishing and hunting by himself last year and learned to take care of the family and his brothers and sisters. I will not interfere in his affairs."

"Xiao Liu, our children have grown up, and we must learn to let go."

"Blindly forcing children to learn is not enough to teach them skills. It will only hinder their growth."

Liu Haizhong heard something of the meaning and felt embarrassed and indignant. On the one hand, he was envious of the old man's status and the power of the Chen brothers. On the other hand, he was somewhat sarcastic about the old man's background but why he did not give his son more power.

In his low level of vision, he believed that climbing up was the truth, and he did not understand the need to step back in order to move forward in the future.

Chiang Kai-shek understood this very well. He stepped down many times and then quickly came back to power. Every time he stepped down, his next step was to a higher position.

"Uncle Liu, please stop harassing my grandfather. I have something to do tomorrow and I need to ride away on my motorcycle."

Chen Feng came out of the warehouse and said, interrupting Liu Haizhong's request.

"Is that so? Okay then, Xiaofeng, your brother Guangqi is getting married, can you lend me his car?" Liu Haizhong was not giving up and thought of riding a motorcycle to pick up the bride.

"Sure, but you have to pay for the fuel."

"Fuel." Liu Haizhong hesitated for a moment, but for the sake of face that day, he decided to agree: "Okay, it's not far from here to Dongzhimen. One yuan is enough for the fuel, right?"

"Uncle Liu, do you think the motorcycle is a horse carriage?" Chen Feng said loudly, "I don't want money either, just buy me a liter of gasoline."