The life of Lao Liu since 1944

In a place like the vegetable market, which is full of life and the atmosphere of fireworks, you will naturally meet some familiar faces over time.

No matter how good life is, there must be stories and traces of life. For example, He Daqing, Xu Fugui and others may be regular customers of this vegetable market. They appear here every day or every few days to buy vegetables, sell vegetables, or just chat. Their figures have become part of the vegetable market, adding more life to this place.

Today, Hou Jie unexpectedly saw Mu Chunhua, a character in the TV series "Sesame Alley", in the crowd at the vegetable market, which surprised Hou Jie. The interweaving of the characters in the TV series and real life made the originally dull days instantly colorful, as if the plot in the TV series was happening around him. He was looking forward to it.

Hou Jie has decades of life experience and knows the course of history in the next few decades. He does not have those grand and unattainable ambitions. On the contrary, he pays more attention to the real life in front of him and pursues an ordinary and warm lifestyle.

For him, being able to eat and drink well, enjoy delicious food and a comfortable quality of life is one of the great pleasures in life; finding a beautiful wife, going through the journey of life hand in hand, supporting and caring for each other, is also a beautiful expectation deep in his heart.

In addition, he also hopes to have a healthy baby, a big fat boy, which is not only the continuation of the family bloodline, but also the expectation of a happy family integrity. These ordinary wishes are exactly the most real and simple ideals of life in Hou Jie's heart.

As for food, he didn't have to worry about it. The chicken, duck, fish, meat and other food resources in the space were extremely rich, enough to support his sales activities for one or two years. Once these materials were exhausted, he did not sit and wait for death. Instead, he showed his ability to adapt flexibly and went directly to other countries to steal materials, sorted them out a little, and put them on the market again for sale. There was a chance to get more advanced machinery and equipment, so that the country would not spend money and buy a bunch of fakes.

Anyway, he will not do these things in China. There are always interests between countries. It would be great to take some money from them to subsidize himself and the country!

As for clothing, Lao Chen's family deals in silk fabrics, so they have no shortage of fabrics for clothing. But he is still worried! He has stolen too much fabric from Xiao Rizi, and he still hasn't figured out a good way to deal with it.

The second courtyard where I live is hidden among quaint houses, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. It seems like an independent universe, a world of its own.

Pushing open the mottled wooden door, you enter a quiet world. In the yard, the bluestone-paved path is winding, with green trees on both sides, and the sun shines on the road. The breeze blows, bringing bursts of floral fragrance, making people feel relaxed and happy. Living here is like being in an ink painting, and both the body and mind are extremely relaxed.

In the yard, there is an ancient eight-immortal table and several bamboo chairs. Drinking wine is not only for the intoxicating aroma, but also for savoring the leisurely and contented life interest.

Such a life, although simple, is full of endless charm and appeal, and it’s beautiful just to think about it.

There is no shortage of bicycles, tricycles, and even cars in the temporary warehouses.

Days like this make people feel guilty when they think about them. Life is really too beautiful. The warm sunshine, beautiful scenery, smiling faces of relatives, the company of friends, everything seems so harmonious and beautiful that it makes people intoxicated and don't want to work hard anymore.

I just want to enjoy this peace and comfort.

However, he couldn't just sit there and do nothing. Since he had come to this world, he had to do something.

Life is not just about enjoying the good things, but also about contributing to society and others. Although life is good now, we cannot relax because of this. We must continue to work hard, provide more help and support to ordinary people and people in need, do our part, and accumulate more virtues and blessings.

Remember the teachings of the ancients: "Don't be afraid of shallow knowledge, just be afraid of short ambitions." Now is not the time to relax. You still need to continue to work hard, make more contributions to society and others with practical actions, and write a beautiful chapter in your life.

When the three-year disaster is over, we will stop. It is unreasonable to help in emergencies but not in poverty. There are many examples of people turning into enemies because of helping others.

Hou Jie was very narcissistic and praised himself again and again in his heart.

After breakfast, Hou Jie slowly and steadily walked towards Dazhalan in the south of the city. This time, his destination, the Eight Great Hutongs, was a mysterious place he had longed for.

If you are a man, you should go and have a look. Ahem! Ahem! Just take a look, don't think too much!

The Eight Great Hutongs, located in the old Beijing city during the Republic of China period, are a unique landscape in the bustling streets and alleys. It not only has a deep historical heritage, but also contains rich cultural connotations. The ancient buildings, bustling streets, various characters and complex interpersonal relationships make this area full of endless attraction.

"Waves in the waves, waves in the waves..."

Hou Jie was chanting an unknown melody, walking lazily and casually along the winding path.

At this moment, the originally bright colors of the sky were gradually replaced by heavy, low-hanging dark clouds, and a hint of coolness quietly seeped into the air, foreshadowing an impending rain curtain. The skyline in the distance was blurred and merged with the low-hanging clouds, as if silently announcing the change in weather.

Next to Shichahai, Hou Jie inadvertently passed by a remote alley that few people visited, and suddenly a series of jaw-dropping conversations came out of it.

A rough and cunning male voice sounded, his words full of teasing and threats: "Little girl, you are so unlucky to meet us brothers today."

Then, another rude and slightly childish voice said, "Hurry up and take out the money, otherwise, we brothers will start to 'rob' you!"

The thief, who should be younger, said in a lewd voice: "Brother, this little girl is so pretty. She has a unique flavor. I can't help myself."

However, the older thief, who was more rational, stopped him and said, "Hold on, you are such a loser."

Faced with such threats and provocations, the girl not only did not show the slightest fear or surrender, but responded firmly and calmly: "I have no money, and even if I did, I would not give it to you." Although her voice was weak, it was full of determination and courage, and it sounded particularly clear and powerful in this quiet alley.

One person shouted, "Hey! You really want money over life! Hurry up, or I'll kill you, believe it or not."

When he heard them say that the girl was pretty, Hou Jie was no longer sleepy. He was overwhelmed by his sense of justice, not because of the girl's beauty!

He quickened his pace and decided to step forward and rescue the girl. How could he, Hou Jie, tolerate such a situation?

As the 40-year-old withering bud of the motherland, he is a kind-hearted and handsome man who is as handsome as Pan An.

Besides, this girl has such a beautiful voice. It would be a pity if it was ruined like this.

"The White-foot Patrol is coming"

Hou Jie shouted outside.

Then, two strong figures were seen running out of the woods in a panic, without even looking back.

White-foot patrol is actually foot patrol, a bit similar to the current foot police.

The last batch of foot patrols all made themselves lose, and the current ones have restrained themselves a little, but only to a limited extent. The upper buttocks are all crooked, and the lower ones are not much better.

It’s just that the police at this time serve the rich, and the common people are lucky!

They are called the White-foot Patrol because they have white bandages on their legs.

Of course, this is a derogatory term, and ordinary people dare not say it to your face. Otherwise, the black dog will be barked in vain!

The main problem is that these patrolmen wear black uniforms, do things without restraint, and are proficient in taking bribes.

After the two robbers left, a beautiful young lady wearing a cheongsam came out, looking a little frightened.

Hey! Why does she look so much like that? The eldest daughter of the Mu family in the TV series, Mu Chunhua.

It's really a coincidence that we meet again.

She's just a little younger, maybe 17 or 18! I'm 15, so she's a year or two older than me.

Well, there is a generation gap between us!