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

The next day, Chen Feng installed the cloak on the motorcycle bed, and wore a steel helmet and a straw raincoat, a combination of high-tech and traditional rainproof technology, ready to escort Chen Jianjun and Chen Li to work and school.

"Wait, the helmet isn't waterproof if you do this."

The old lady took off the helmet he was wearing and said, "I'll change it for you."

"Mom, Brother Jun still has to go to work later." Zhou Qing said as he glanced at the clock hanging on his chest. This was a gift Zhou Jing gave to his sister after earning a large sum of money from the sale of the steel mill last time. The money was pooled together by several children.

Half of it was contributed by Zhou Jing, and the rest was contributed by Chen Hao, Zhou Fubo, Zhou Dinghai, Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi.

Chen Li was responsible for running errands and delivering the goods.

According to the little girl, she was just very poor.

Chen Jianjun took a glance and found that the small photo in the wall clock was not of him, but a group photo of three children. He felt a little envious.

"It's still early, and motorcycles are very fast." The old lady said casually, and went back to the room with the American military steel helmet that Chen Jianguo had stolen from somewhere.

Uncle Chen collected a lot of strange things in his room, and then Chen Hao inherited the inheritance/collection.

"whee."

Chen Li followed the old lady into the room with a smile to see how she modified the helmet.

She also wore a helmet, but her head was so small that it almost covered her eyes.

"Grandma, I want to change too."

"Why are you changing it? You don't have to ride a bike."

In order to prevent rain from entering her neck, the old lady sewed a rectangular piece of oilcloth on the edge of the lining of the steel helmet, so that the rain would slide along the oilcloth and onto the raincoat.

But after the modification, this helmet looks very much like the stupid helmets in some later TV dramas.

It came out in less than five minutes.

Chen Feng looked left and right, and always felt that the helmet was almost covering his face. Fortunately, the helmet only blocked the area below his neck and did not affect his face.

In addition, there is a five-pointed star in the center of the front of the helmet, which is the symbol of the US Army, but it can be seen as Chinese.

After all, it was captured spoils of war.

"Big pot, big pot, look at me, look at me!"

Seeing Chen Feng looking at his helmet, the little girl anxiously pulled his clothes.

Chen Feng looked down and saw that Chen Li's big helmet had also been modified for the old lady, with cotton cloth padded inside so that the little girl's head would not be covered by a helmet that was several sizes too large.

He just looks a bit like that weird-looking Big Head Son.

The little girl is now very proud, with her head held high and a big helmet on her head. In her hand, she holds a fake rifle made by Chen Jianjun from the master craftsman at the steel rolling mill, and salutes him like the Eighth Route Army soldiers in the movie.

"Well, at first glance he's a serious little Eighth Route Army soldier!" Chen Feng commented with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

The little girl was so happy that she consciously ignored the strange word "serious" from Chen Feng's mouth.

"Dad, Grandpa, I am also a member of the Eighth Route Army!"

"Okay, okay, get in the car, get in the car, we're going to be late!" Zhou Qing glanced at the clock again. "Chen Hao and the others are almost at school."

Chen Hao and his friends naturally had no way of snatching the motorcycle from Chen Jianjun and Chen Li, but the three-wheeled bicycle was empty, but how could they ride it over and return it?

Chen Jianjun held his daughter in the truck bed. Chen Feng started the motorcycle and took them to the sports school first.

"Jianjun, you are such a bastard. How can a father ride in the car while his son gets wet in the rain?" Guo Chunhua went to work holding an umbrella. It was nice to be close to home and could just walk.

When Chen Feng saw people, he slowed down on his own initiative.

The alley is now full of water. If we go faster, we will definitely be scolded.

These hard-working new masters of New China have a strong spirit of heroism. No matter who you are, if you violate the people and do not ask about your generations, you are not a native of the old city.

Chen Jianjun was sitting in the truck bed, with the front and back and all four sides covered by translucent white tarpaulin made of steel frames, except for a 20-centimeter opening on the front side for ventilation and lighting.

Chen Li was holding a gun and aiming randomly outside, her little face showing a happy expression as she looked at the alley and courtyard outside.

"I would like to ride it, but Xiaofeng won't let me!"

Chen Jianjun was speechless. He had been scolded by the old man, the old lady, and Zhou Qing because of this matter, and now he was scolded again by Guo Chunhua.

It’s so unjust!

"Oh, this is not normal, Xiaofeng must like riding a bike!" Guo Chunhua said with a smile while holding an umbrella.

I like it too!

Chen Jianjun sighed. If possible, he would certainly like to ride a motorcycle to and from get off work, but he didn't ride a bicycle.

But he is dreaming!

There was no way Chen Feng would give him this licence. He would rather send him there himself than let him ride a bike.

After passing Guo Chunhua, Chen Feng accelerated and soon arrived outside the alley.

"Uncle Zheng, good morning."

Chen Li saw Zheng Erniu, who was sitting at the door of the store and selling steamed buns, waving his toys.

Zheng Erniu smiled and waved.

"Uncle Zheng, we're in a hurry, so we'll leave first." Chen Feng's helmet did not cover his face, but he had another way. He directly opened an invisible hole in the front, allowing all the rain to fall into the space.

Even if the old lady hadn't made the renovation, he wouldn't have been wet by the rain.

"it is good!"

Zheng Erniu was greeting Chen Li and didn't notice this.

"Dad, look, there are so many cars."

This is the peak time for school, and there are many wealthy and useless children studying at Shichahai Sports School, so there are many cars at the gate.

The advantages of motorcycles came into play, they were able to weave in and out of the drivers, making them want to curse.

But now is not the same as in the past. Those who drive cars are not necessarily powerful, but those who drive motorcycles are definitely people in power.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!

Chen Li said to her father, "Dad, when can you buy us a car? All the cars in Daguo belong to my sister."

"Ahem, yes, there will be in the future."

He doesn't want to stand out now. Since the change of government last year, the political struggle has become more and more intense, especially after the natural disasters and man-made disasters collided last year, which made some people look bad.

In order to consolidate power, a proper correction meeting turned into a scheme to kill the monkey and sue the chicken.

What a pity that article of ten thousand words is full of truth!

'In the future there will be.'

The Chen family strictly implemented the old man's strategy, building high walls and slowly becoming king.

Standing too high, the Chen family is probably the second general now!

When he arrived at the door, Chen Feng stopped the car.

Sister Zhu Lin was standing at the door, waiting for Chen Li to join them. This was the result of Chen Feng's bribery with fruits, meat and snacks over the past two months.

"Chen Feng!"

"Lily!"

Chen Li waved to them happily, and Chen Jianjun opened an umbrella and escorted his daughter out of the car.

"Zhu Lin, thank you for your help."

"Uncle, it's no trouble. We'll go first." Zhu Lin replied with a smile and took the two chattering little girls into the school.

"Goodbye, Dad. Daguo, come pick us up at noon."

"it is good."

"Ah."

Chen Jiajun got into the car quickly.