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

"Xiaoqing, come quickly."

Chen Feng wanted to laugh.

Perhaps it was because he inherited the original body's memories, and Chen Feng himself had a gentle personality, so he felt some kind of apology towards them.

Therefore, as soon as they met, they recognized each other as relatives.

Hearing Chen Jianjun addressing me as he is almost 40 years old, I felt the warmth of family life.

This kind of warm relationship was something he had never encountered in his previous life.

Money can provide quality of life, but it cannot buy family happiness.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qing came out holding the little Loli.

She was washing the little girl's face and feet.

"Cauldron, hold!"

As soon as he saw Chen Feng, the little guy immediately wanted to break away from his mother's hands and go to play in the big pot's arms.

She found that the big pot was the most fun. She would be given pictures of beautiful fat pigs, sweet candies, and delicious fish. Only if she held the legs of the big pot would she get the delicious food.

Chen Feng walked over and hugged her, away from the three adult men who were smoking.

In his previous life, he didn't smoke or drink, actively protected his health, and had an incompatible relationship with gambling and drugs.

"Da Guo, let's go draw a big white rabbit?" the little girl hugged him and said affectionately.

Chen Feng glanced at the sky and saw that the last bit of evening cloud was almost gone.

"No, it will be dark soon—"

Before she could finish her words, she heard her beautiful mother's scream, which scared the little girl so much that she turned around to look.

Seeing her mother's happy expression, the little girl also smiled happily.

"Oh my dear mother!"

Zhou Qing was very happy holding the ticket.

Cloth coupons were relatively scarce, and cotton coupons that could be used to make winter cotton-padded clothes were even rarer.

In some poor mountainous areas, dozens of families only have one or two sets of cotton-padded clothes, so they lack food in the winter and cannot even go up the mountain to hunt.

Because the north is too cold!

"Mom, mom, look, Jun got three pounds of cotton tickets."

Zhou Qing entered the room holding the bill, and the three men looked at each other.

Chen Jianjun, in particular, looked so embarrassed that his face turned red.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that he didn't get it.

But if I said it out loud, I would feel even more embarrassed, so I just sat on the stool and acted like a spoiled child.

"Brother, you already have no face, why do you need it!"

Chen Jianguo saw his embarrassment and "comforted" him with a smile.

But Chen Jianjun felt like he was stabbed in the chest.

"Where is it? Where is it? Let me see."

The old lady tiptoed out of the house quickly.

Unlike other families, the old lady who came from a wealthy family had experienced many ups and downs, acted generously, and her relationship with her daughter-in-law was more like that of a good sister.

The lack of winter clothes for their children has always been a concern for them.

When the old man heard about cotton tickets, he also got excited.

The two Chen family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law took the receipts and in a blink of an eye, they talked about everything from cotton-padded jackets to cotton-padded pants, and even about making a pair of cotton-padded shoes for the little girl.

"Cauldron, I need new shoes."

The little girl's eyes sparkled and she hugged the neck of the big pot tightly with both hands.

"Do you like it?" Chen Feng asked from the side.

"I prefer the Big White Rabbit." The little girl said coquettishly.

Chen Feng was stunned, he almost misheard.

It turns out that what you said about drawing a white rabbit was actually a secret code?

"No, if you eat White Rabbit at night, the rabbit will run around in your stomach when it gets dark."

The little girl quickly covered her belly with both hands and looked at him very seriously.

"I've covered the cauldron. It can't run away."

Chen Feng burst out laughing.

When it comes to eating delicious food, horror stories like watermelons sprouting and rabbits running around can no longer scare her.

"Not today."

"Ok."

The little girl kissed the side of his face.

"Big pot, can we eat it tomorrow?"

A little thief with a wicked heart.

Chen Feng had no choice but to use soft-shelled turtles and loaches to fool people.

But he obviously underestimated his sister's emotional intelligence. She wanted both meals and snacks.

Children making choices?

No, I want all the children!

"Okay, okay, it's just some cotton!"

The old man interrupted their conversation immediately when he saw the neighbors coming in and out.

If you are poor, you will laugh at others; if you are rich, you will be jealous.

The old man thinks it’s better to keep a low profile, just like tonight, when eating something delicious, he would lock the kitchen window so that no aroma would leak out.

"Brother Jun, where did you get the cloth coupons, cotton coupons, and kerosene coupons? That's amazing! Now we can make a winter outfit for Xiaofeng, Xiaohao, and Xiaoli. Brother Jun, I will go buy cloth, cotton, and kerosene tomorrow morning. See if you need anything."

Zhou Qing blurted out a series of words.

Chen Jianjun glanced at his son who was grinning.

"Don't ask me. Your son bought this for himself. It's a turtle."

"Okay, Xiaofeng is still the best. You are better than your father."

Zhou Qing immediately forgot about the "powerful Brother Jun" and only had his eldest son in his eyes.

As Chen Jianjun listened, he felt something was wrong.

When he turned his head, he saw Chen Jianguo winking at him.

"Xiaofeng, continue going fishing tomorrow. Leave Xiaohao and Xiaoli to grandma. Remember to catch more soft-shelled turtles." Zhou Qing instructed.

Soft-shelled turtles are good things. They can be used as a tonic and can also be sold at a high price.

But whether you can catch wild soft-shelled turtles really depends on luck.

"Okay, Mom." Chen Feng nodded.

"Dad, give me one yuan, and I'll take a bus to Kunming Lake to fish tomorrow."

Kunming Lake is still a wilderness, equivalent to a rural area, more than ten kilometers away from the city center.

It's not impossible to walk there, but it's too far and running a long distance will waste time.

It's not good if others see it.

After all, everyone is too hungry to walk, and you are running at high speed. Are you a spy?

Because Peking University and Tsinghua University were there, it was a high-level education area (there was no concept of a university town at that time).

The earliest bus route in the old city started from the Donghua Gate of the Forbidden City, then passed through Xizhimen (this section was inside the city and the fare was 5 cents), Yenching University, the Summer Palace (in the suburbs, cents), Qinglong Bridge, Yuquan Mountain, and finally to Jingyi Garden in Xiangshan (Xiangshan Park, cents).

[PS: The above is historical reference information]

This is the earliest route opened. Route 5 has been changed many times since then. Currently, it only serves the city, and the Drum Tower near Nanluoguxiang has become its terminal.

Suburban lines were introduced instead.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the government opened 11 new routes in the areas with the largest population flow in the city and suburbs, so that more buses could connect the city center and areas where citizens live as well as factories, schools, and government agencies, including a bus line to Xiangshan.

"No, you are too young. Just fish in Shichahai or Tongzi River."

As expected, Chen Jianjun disagreed with Chen Feng's idea.

In an era when everyone was hungry, there were no human traffickers on the streets, and every family wished there were fewer people, but the social environment was definitely not peaceful.

There were many spies, bandits, and unruly people, and guns were rampant.

As long as Chen Feng catches a big fish, someone might snatch it away.

After the 90s, there were still village tyrants, road tyrants, etc., let alone now when food is scarce.