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

"Zhu Zi Guo, I'm hungry!"

Braised pig's head takes a lot of time. Chen Li smelled the aroma of the meat and kept complaining that she was very hungry.

It's actually very simple to make her shut up.

"Here, I'll give you another piece of cooked meat. Go sit in the back and don't come over to chant. You're almost annoying me to death!"

Sha Zhu took out a piece of pork skin to get rid of the greedy little foodie.

"whee!"

Chen Li twisted the pig skin with her fingers with great satisfaction and happily sat back at the dining table.

Chen Hao was eating hawthorn and was not envious at all.

Fatty Wang asked curiously, "You eat so many hawthorns, aren't you afraid you won't feel hungry later?"

Chen Hao shook his head and said, "I told you to read more, but you just wouldn't listen. My grandfather wrote in the Barefoot Manual that hawthorn can help digestion and strengthen the stomach. If I eat some hawthorn now, I can eat more meat later. This is called advance preparation. Do you understand?"

"real or fake?"

Wang Kaixuan said with some doubt.

"Brother Bayi, is what our second brother said true?" Chen Li asked the fourth smartest person in the family.

The first is of course the dear big pot, the second is grandpa, and the third is naturally the smart and lovely yourself.

In her heart, Brother Bayi could barely rank fourth, tied with his biological father.

Hu Bayi nodded. He had also read medical books, not just the barefoot doctor's manual, but also other medical books in the Chen family's collection, including those on surgery and traditional Chinese medicine.

"Hehe, I have lots of hawthorns!"

Chen Li took out a handful from her pocket, put it on the table, and began to "prepare" for dinner.

After more than an hour of hard work, it was almost seven o'clock before we had dinner.

It was half past nine that we finally processed more than 50 kilograms of wild boar meat and the remaining two pheasants.

"Sister Yushui, you wash the pot cleaner than my second brother!"

The little girl, who was full, sat on a kitchen stool, slowly eating some hawthorn snacks.

Sha Zhu cleaned the pots and cans.

Chen Feng took out ten pheasant eggs. The big pheasants at home only laid one egg a day. Sometimes, when Chen Li fed them too much well water, they only laid two eggs, which went directly into Chen Li and Zhou Qing's stomachs that day.

These pheasant eggs were nominally picked up by Chen Feng in the mountains.

No matter whether others believe it or not, Shazhu believes it anyway.

"Zhu Zi, give Teacher Ran an egg a day to keep him healthy." The old lady ordered, "If you don't have any tofu at home, bring some from my house."

"Giving birth to a child is like going through the gates of hell. Your mother was born in the rain, which damaged her vitality. Otherwise, ah."

Sha Zhu was also a little sad and nodded silently.

Having children will shorten one's life, and now with material shortages, malnutrition, and limitations in medical technology, what the old lady said is completely true!

Chen Feng gave Zhou Qing well water to drink every day, and fed her ginseng and pheasant at least once a month, as well as various tofu, fish, and eggs every day, all in order to improve her physical condition.

Here, Chen Feng came to the garbage station with half a side of pork and half a braised wild boar's head, pig heart, pig lung and other cooked meats that the old man had instructed him to eat.

Of course Zhang Qian hasn't arrived yet. He will arrive at 12 o'clock in the evening.

"Comrade Chen!"

Chen Feng came here many times. After being beaten up several times by Zheng Dahu, he finally got used to calling him comrade instead of the bandit-like young captain.

"Awang, are you on duty tonight?"

Chen Feng stopped the tricycle with a smile and handed a big front door to Li Wangfu in the guard room.

"That's right." Li Wangfu looked at the supplies and three food boxes in the carriage with envy, but said, "The stationmaster is inside, just go in, I will keep an eye on the gate."

"Don't worry, you have your share."

Chen Feng smiled and stepped forward, arriving at the dormitory entrance.

"Our country successfully launched a missile nuclear weapon into space and successfully hit the target!"

In the house, the sound of Zheng Dahu reading a newspaper could be heard. A radio cost only a dozen yuan, and they were reluctant to buy one.

It just so happened that Zheng Dahu could read, so he simply asked the boss to read the newspaper to everyone. The newspapers were brought by the rag collector, and there were plenty of them.

There are also a few who are studying the traditional Chinese cultural business - playing Pai Gow.

Although we are all ordinary people, every man has a responsibility for world affairs!

Rabbit's Tactical Nuclear Deception

"Dad, what is a missile? Is it a kind of bomb?"

"It's already said that it took off and hit the target, so it must be a bomb!"

"Yes, yes."

"If you ask me, isn't it right to use the money to grow rice and wheat so that the whole country can have food? Why are you making missiles and bombs? Can these things fill our stomachs?"

There are also people who are obviously very dissatisfied with the country's research and development of missiles and other weapons.

Food is the most important thing for the people!

"That's right. If the general leader hadn't remembered us and the deputy leader hadn't sent us meat from time to time, we might have starved to death!"

"Many people have starved to death in our county. Shooting those people from the commune is nothing. If you have the guts, shoot the person who gave the order in the newspaper too!"

The disaster is not over yet, and of course there are many people who are very dissatisfied with the court, even though a large number of speculators who blew big shots were shot last year and their heads were used to eliminate some of the public grievances.

But only part of it.

"Shut up, Cao Laosan, your butt is itchy again, right?" Zheng Dahu said angrily, "Let's go out and practice."

"Uncle, don't, I was wrong!"

Seeing that Zheng Dahu was about to beat up the person who said the wrong thing again, Chen Feng pressed the bell.

"Uncle Zheng, I'm here!"

Zheng Dahu glared at the subordinate who made the mistake, turned around, smiled and quickly opened the door.

"Why are you here so early today?"

Several other people called out to the people inside to help move several hundred kilograms of rice in to avoid being seen by passers-by.

"I went up the mountain and caught a wild boar today. I asked the chef next door to make it into pig's head meat tonight. Grandpa asked me to send half of it while it's still hot. Please eat it together."

Chen Feng walked in with a smile and asked, "I heard you guys arguing just now, what happened?"

Zheng Dahu didn't dare to lie and told the truth.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Missiles are no small matter. Think about it, the Qing Dynasty didn't have cannons, so what happened?"

"If we didn't have this missile, the Russians might invade us in the future, and by then, I'm afraid that it wouldn't be millions of people who would die, but hundreds of millions!"

"You know, missiles can send a super bomb that can destroy a city hundreds or even thousands of kilometers away."

"The Russians have this kind of super weapon, so they dare to send millions of troops to invade our borders and force us to become his running dogs."

Cao Laosan was an impulsive person and had already admitted his mistake. When he heard what Chen Feng said, he immediately lowered his head and said, "Young Master, you are right. I am just an idiot and I don't know the seriousness of the matter."

Zheng Dahu's eldest son Zheng Dabiao asked curiously, "What did the higher-ups say? Didn't they agree?"

Chen Feng sneered, "Of course not. We have sacrificed so many martyrs and finally stood up. If we become dogs again, wouldn't it be a waste of our sacrifice?"

"Since 1949, no foreign devil can force us to kneel down. If anyone dares to force us, we will beat the shit out of him!"

"Hahaha, yes, that's it!"

Everyone in the room laughed out loud.

Chen Feng's words, which were full of the spirit of a gangster, were very much in line with the ideas of this group of second-generation gangsters from the countryside.

I am poor and I don’t live well, but if anyone thinks that this can make us kneel down, I will draw my sword and kill your entire family!

Changsheng Mountain was the largest bandit den in the Republic of China!

You can turn around, but you can’t kneel down!