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

As the sound of a motorcycle engine approached, a group of children who were cutting water grass by the river and going home from school immediately looked up. Among them, the two older ones, Zhou Dinghai and Zhou Fubo, were the happiest.

Two guys were carrying big baskets filled with aquatic plants on their backs, and holding sickles in one hand, as they quickly climbed up from the river.

"Cousin, this way, cousin!"

Chen Feng drove his motorcycle over. That’s the good thing about the countryside: even the small roads are relatively wide and wide enough for a three-wheeled motorcycle to drive on.

"cousin."

"Hello, big brother!"

Several children on this section of the river bank gathered around. Most of them had pigs at home, and their parents were too busy to take care of them, so they were the ones who harvested the grass to feed the pigs.

The youngest one was about six or seven years old.

"Why are you so young and coming to the river?" Chen Feng frowned slightly and gave each of these little guys a candy.

He was really afraid that something might happen to these children.

The boy grinned and said, "Big brother, I can swim, and my dad said that without his permission, I will not go into the water, but just cut water plants in the mud."

Zhou Fubo said, "Cousin, I'm watching. If anyone dares to play in the water, I'll spank him."

"And I!"

"Me too!"

Several children raised their hands, vying to perform.

They had exchanged firewood and clams with Chen Feng before, and knew that they would get candy if they followed this big brother.

"I don't want you to watch."

The two younger boys pouted and shouted unhappily.

He was holding sugar grains in his left hand, a sickle in his right hand, and wearing open-crotch pants, which made Chen Feng want to laugh.

"Okay, get to work, and when you're done, I'll go back with you."

"I'll finish eating first!"

“You can put it in your mouth.”

"I can't talk with it in my mouth."

These guys chattered for a long time, but finally put it in their mouths.

After waiting on the river bank for more than ten minutes, Zhou Fubo, Zhou Dinghai and others helped each other and quickly completed their respective tasks.

The two youngest children were asked to sit in the truck bed and the basket was placed in front of it. Zhou Dinghai and Zhou Fubo could only walk, slowly following the motorcycle.

Both cousins ​​were carrying baskets, and there was no room for two in the car, so they simply didn't get in.

Chen Feng is so fair!

"Cousin, you're not going home today, are you?" Zhou Dinghai asked.

Zhou Fubo wanted to complain about his brother's question: "It's so late, of course he won't go home, he will definitely sleep at our house."

Turning around, he asked Chen Feng expectantly, "Cousin, the water birds are coming again. When will you bring me here to catch and roast the birds?"

Yes, the migratory birds are here again. There are already some early birds flying here in Tianjin, hunting in the rivers and fields.

"She has to go to class now, so she'll have to wait until the next holiday."

"My cousin is so young and she has to go to school?"

The two little cousins ​​shrank their necks, feeling that Chen Li was so pitiful. If they knew that Chen Li's homework included Chinese, mathematics, dance, music and other subjects, they might be even more terrified.

"By the way, cousin, the flashlight is not working." Zhou Dinghai thought of this and quickly told him.

The flashlight that Chen Feng gave me before is almost out of battery.

"It's okay, I brought a few this time."

It just so happened that he had gotten some tickets from Niu Gengshen and Ye Jin some time ago and bought a dozen batteries, which he had originally intended to use for radios and flashlights, but he ended up giving them to a few of his uncle's family.

"Big brother, why are the birds we roasted not as delicious as the ones you roast?" asked one of Zhou Dinghai's friends.

Country children are good at catching birds and fish, and they often roast them and eat them, but they have no seasoning and no skills, so the fish naturally don’t taste good.

"I'll teach you a method. Put some salt water in a bowl. Don't put too much salt, just a little bit will do."

Chen Feng taught: "After roasting for a while, brush it with salt water. This way the meat retains moisture and will not be roasted dry and lose its crispness. The salt can also penetrate into the meat."

"Oh!"

A group of children nodded repeatedly.

Don't underestimate their intelligence. They may not be good at studying, but they are definitely keen on studying barbecue.

Just look at Chen Li, the foodie, and you’ll know that every one of these children can become a barbecue expert.

When they arrived at the village entrance, they waved goodbye to Chen Feng.

"Little Chen Feng is here!"

"Let's go fishing this time. Our village has an empty boat again."

"Yeah, let's go fishing tomorrow!"

When they saw Chen Feng, the people at the entrance of the village were very enthusiastic, not only because Chen Feng brought a wild boar, which allowed their village to produce piglets on their own, but also because the huge school of fish that Chen Feng brought last time when he was fishing scared these old men.

Nowadays, many people are feudal and superstitious, and fishermen are even more so. It concerns the lives of their families, so they have no choice but to believe in it.

"Hello, grandparents!"

"Cousin, not grandpa and grandma, you should call them uncle, but you can just call him brother!" Zhou Fubo corrected.

Hmm, it seems like these two cousins ​​are of pretty good generation.

Chen Feng smiled and did not change the address. He was not a complete member of the Zhou family, so it was more convenient to call him by age.

When we returned to Zhou's house, grandpa and grandma were processing the catch distributed by the village in the evening, which was mainly knife fish and a small amount of mackerel.

"Grandma, hello grandpa."

"grandparents!"

"Hey!"

Zhou Jing and his wife, who were helping to light the fire and cook in the kitchen, ran out and were very happy to see Chen Feng.

"Why did you come so late today? If you had come earlier, I wouldn't have cooked sweet potatoes."

These sweet potatoes are not newly harvested, but dried sweet potatoes preserved from last year, or hidden in the cellar.

However, the humidity at the seaside is high, so it is most likely that they are dried sweet potatoes rather than cellared sweet potatoes.

"There's a small pot for boiling water, so cook some rice," grandma ordered.

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Sweet potatoes are fine too. I want to try some sweet potatoes too."

"Dinghai, Fubo, take the cans in."

"Aunt, these cans are venison. Cook them as soon as possible. Don't keep them."

"Oh, why did you give it away again? There's still half left from last time!" my aunt exclaimed.

Chen Feng looked at his uncle. Zhou Jing had no choice but to explain, "What we eat at home is not decided by me. Your aunt and grandma have the final say."

"Cook it today, cook it today!" said grandma with a smile.

The two cousins ​​were holding bags filled with supplies. They really wanted to tell Chen Feng that if he hadn't come, their family would only be able to eat one can of food in several days, which would not be enough to share.

Chen Feng went in with a bag on his back and put a large bag of rice in it.

When he came in, he saw that the village's rice fields had been harvested, but since the Zhou family was cooking sweet potatoes, most of the rice was probably given to the commune.

"We have rice at home," my aunt stressed. "The commune allowed us to keep a lot from this harvest, enough for us to eat for most of the year."

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's good. It's also good to eat more rice. Eating sweet potatoes will cause you to fart easily."

"Haha, big brother farted in class."