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

Chapter 27 What a crime

Walked more than ten meters.

Sha Zhu suddenly said.

"Comrade Chen Feng, your idea is wrong!"

Sha Zhu said with a "sunny and silly" face: "There are still many good people in this world."

Chen Feng looked at him strangely. It's so far away, why are you still thinking about me?

Shake his head.

He would not say anything that would destroy harmony and unity.

"I heard you guys are here to catch wild ducks. How do you catch them?"

Sha Zhu opened He Yushui's schoolbag, revealing the small steel crossbow inside.

Next to the steel crossbow is a special feather arrow with an extremely thin fishing line tied to the tail of the arrow, apparently for retrieving the target it has hit.

This looks like a weapon designed specifically for hunting wild ducks in the water.

"How about it?"

Chen Feng was surprised and asked, "Where did it come from?"

Shazhu talked as he walked.

"My father left it to me. It was said that a blacksmith gave it to him as a gift to repay his kindness. He used it to shoot wild ducks before, and he also taught me archery."

He picked up the feather arrow and pointed at the line behind it.

"See? This is a special thread I bought. It is said that foreigners made it from clouds in the sky. It is light, long and beautiful."

Bullshit, isn't it just nylon thread?

The stockings worn on the streets in later generations are all made of this material.

Chen Feng thought to himself, it seemed like he had never seen this thing in a department store.

Although nylon was invented as early as 1926 and was used extensively during World War II, it is not currently available in China.

(In fact, in 1958, my country introduced nylon 6 polymerization spinning equipment from the then Democratic Republic of Germany and built the first set of nylon 6 industrial production equipment in the Sijiucheng Synthetic Fiber Experimental Factory, marking the beginning of my country's nylon industry.

At the end of 1958, Mr. Yu Mingfang, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineering, led a team to complete the first synthetic fiber - a cotton nylon filament fishing net, which was presented as a National Day gift in 1959 and was an important military technology at the time.

"I think it was arranged by the uncle that you followed the old man to practice martial arts, right?"

Chen Feng recalled the past and said uncertainly.

"Yes, at that time he deliberately gave you meat buns to eat in order to curry favor with the old man." Sha Zhu gloated, "The old man didn't like him very much and scolded him every time he saw him."

"Finally, the old man was moved by my sincerity and taught me a few unique skills."

Chen Feng's mouth twitched. You are such a filial son.

The so-called unique skills!

Aren’t they just a few common postures of Dong Haichuan’s Baguazhang?

Dong Haichuan was a martial artist in the late Qing Dynasty. When he was a eunuch in the prince's palace, he was evenly matched with the Tai Chi master of the time, Yang Luchan. He was very famous in Beijing and had many disciples. After his death, he was buried in Dongzhimen.

Many of the older generation of people in Sijiucheng know one or two moves of Baguazhang.

The old man knows a little bit of all kinds of martial arts. He knows one or two killing moves from Tai Chi, Bagua Zhang, Bajiquan and Guanzhong Sword, and he has mastered them all.

“Can you cum?”

Sha Zhu was holding a crossbow and was not very confident.

"It should be possible. I practiced in the yard when I was a kid."

Chen Feng was waiting to see the joke.

The island in the lake is located in the center of Beihai. The Lingguang Hall is less than 305 meters away from the Hospital to the west, and only to meters away from the opposite bank to the north.

Less than a hundred meters away from the north pier (cruise boat), there are wild ducks catching small fish.

Shazhu pretended to take aim.

Chen Feng almost laughed out loud.

This thing isn't a gun, why are you aiming straight at it?

Obviously, after his father He Daqing ran away, Sha Zhu completely lost his archery skills and focused on learning cooking, a skill that would keep him from starving.

"Boom".

With a slight sound, the crossbow arrow shot straight out.

The crossbow given by the blacksmith is not very powerful, and its range is less than 100 meters.

As expected, an accident happened.

"Is this okay?"

He Yushui opened her little mouth and could fit a wild egg in it.

The green duck was missed, but the mandarin duck was hit instead, which was startled and flew away.

"A sin!"

Chen Feng couldn't hold it anymore.

Shazhu was also a little embarrassed.

"It's not my fault. I didn't mean to shoot it."

Chen Feng believed this.

Chinese people highly respect mandarin ducks, believing that this bird is loyal and faithful, and that it provides them with "love support" that they cannot bear.

But in fact, mandarin ducks do not necessarily have a fixed mate relationship in normal times. They only show that inseparable and intimate posture when they are in a pair.

The female mandarin duck is responsible for laying eggs, hatching and raising chicks.

The male mandarin duck is like a "playboy", free and easy, visiting flowers and plants everywhere all day long.

When the little mandarin ducks are born and live independently, the male and female mandarin ducks return to their original love.

According to observation, the task of raising young chicks is entirely undertaken by the female mandarin duck. Even if one of them dies, the other will not "remain faithful" but will find a new lover.

However, people are tough and can't be broken down.

Chen Feng did not deliberately break He Yuzhu and He Yushui's yearning for a beautiful love. After all, Sha Zhu is an invincible bootlicker who regards love as everything.

"Brother, that mandarin duck won't die, right?"

He Yushui said this somewhat sadly, but quickly pulled the long nylon line back in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Sha Zhu asked puzzledly.

"Collect its body!"

"Ah, where to bury it?"

"Why bury it? Even if it's small, it's still meat. Since it's dead, let's eat it." He Yushui sighed. "We can use our stomachs to bury their love."

"Heroes think alike!"

Chen Feng gave a thumbs up.

He is indeed a sober person who knows the respective values of spiritual bread and daily life.

This girl was able to survive in Qin Huairu's shadow and successfully escape from Compound No. 95. She indeed has her own survival wisdom.

"have eaten?"

Sha Zhu opened his eyes wide and looked at his sister in disbelief.

He looked somewhat remorseful, even a little guilty.

Chen Feng said unhappily: "This is just a bird, do you really think it is the goddess of love?"

"But they are loyal." Sha Zhu said unconvinced.

"Zhong your sister!" Chen Feng cursed angrily.

"Fuck you!" He Yushui said angrily.

Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders, saying that it was an accidental injury. We are good brothers and sisters, so we should not kill each other. We should unite to face the enemy and defeat Sha Zhu.

"The ancients also said that there was a Chang'e on the moon. Do you believe it?"

He patted Shazhu's shoulder.

He Yushui took the opportunity to take the crossbow.

"What are you going to do?" asked Sha Zhu.

"Be a good person to the end, and send the Buddha to the west. You have killed someone else's wife, so I am reluctantly saving this poor male bird to prevent it from dying of a broken heart. How painful that would be!"

He Yushui aimed at a mallard, raised the crossbow slightly, and said, "Female bird, don't worry, I will let you live and die together, reincarnate together, and I will never let your husband cheat."

Chen Feng secretly sighed that this girl was very smart. She found some tricks from her elder brother's first arrow.

There was a soft "bang" sound.

The arrow fell into the water.

Although the nylon line can minimize the impact on the feather arrow, it is indeed not easy to aim.

The wild ducks, who had been on guard against them for a long time, became frightened when the unlucky mandarin ducks were taken away by He Yushui. They flew everywhere when they saw the feather arrows falling into the water.

"Let me try."

Chen Feng also felt a little itchy.

Men all love weapons.

Especially the big killer shooting weapons.

He aimed at a fat mallard.

Pull the trigger.

"Fuck!"

Although he sneered at Yuanyang's loyalty, there was still some shadow of a literary youth in his heart.

Unfortunately, this pair of mandarin ducks are indeed unlucky.

Just as he was about to hit the target, the male bird flew up with its feathers standing on end.

One arrow pierced through the body and shot two birds in succession.

"What the hell!"