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

Chen Feng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He took a bamboo stick and tried to help the old man go to the public toilet outside the courtyard, but the old man refused.

"It's not time for you to help me yet."

After the old man went to the public toilet on the street outside, Chen Feng looked at the second son with a smile.

"Brother, can you be gentler?"

Chen Hao lay obediently on the stool, raised his butt, and asked with his head tilted.

This is unimaginable in later generations.

If parents beat their children a few times, they may call the police and seek help from the police.

Not to mention the teachers.

But in this day and age, if their parents or teachers want to beat them, they can't even call the police and have to lie down obediently.

"I won't hit you, but you have to promise me that from today on, you must study with me."

"Brother, then you better hit me!"

"you sure?"

Chen Feng showed off his arms. His thick muscles blinded Chen Hao's eyes.

"I've become much stronger recently, and I might accidentally send you to the hospital."

Chen Hao thought for a few seconds and saw his elder brother lift the table with one finger. He was so scared that he stood up immediately.

"Brother, don't hit me. I will listen to you and study hard."

Chen Feng touched the little guy's head.

"That's right. A man who knows the times is a hero. Little brother, I am optimistic about your future."

"Big pot, I want you to touch it too."

The little girl opened her arms and hugged his calves.

He put the little girl in his arms, touched her head, and drew a few small animals for her.

The little Loli was extremely happy.

If sand paintings could only be placed on the table, they might have taken their "masterpieces" to the middle courtyard to show off to the children next door.

When his grandfather came back, Chen Feng took the green bamboo fishing rod made by his second uncle and told the old man that he wanted to go fishing in Shichahai.

"Don't go. Your second uncle went there a while ago, but he didn't catch many fish in the whole day. He was gone in one bite."

"Grandpa, my second uncle has bad luck, but I am different!"

Chen Feng poured a cup of hot water for the old man and said, "Don't worry, if I can't catch anything, I'll come back."

Chen Hao looked at his elder brother eagerly, but Chen Feng ignored him.

After all, the old man is old, and the family needs a sensible caretaker.

"I'll take you there next time."

Carrying a bucket and a fishing rod, he walked out of the yard.

"Big pot, I want to eat small fish." The little girl stood at the door and warned very seriously.

"it is good!"

There were not many people on the street, and it seemed very deserted.

It costs money to take the bus, but Chen Feng has no money.

So he chose to walk.

Nanluoguxiang is separated from Shichahai by just one street. With the Forbidden City as its center, Nanluoguxiang is in the northeast and Shichahai Park is in the northwest.

It’s less than two miles’ walk.

He remembered that he had gone to Shichahai to fish several times with his father and second uncle, and each time the place was crowded.

When he came in the afternoon, the good spots on the shore, such as the guardrails and embankments, were already filled with people.

From 1949 to 1950, the government organized various forces to carry out comprehensive dredging and management of Shichahai, build embankments, and add guardrails, resulting in the present-day appearance of Shichahai.

"Chen Feng, you are here too!"

Chen Feng heard the shouting and looked in the direction of the voice.

He is Yan Bugui, the third uncle from the yard next door at No. 95. Among the beasts in the yard at No. 95, this elementary school Chinese teacher who calculates everything for his entire life can barely be considered a pseudo-cultured person with some moral integrity.

Compared with the others, he is not too bad and his calculations have a bottom line.

"Uncle Yan, how was the harvest?"

Yan Bugui smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He pointed to his bucket, and saw three small fish as long as fingers swimming happily in it.

The government conducts autumn fishing activities in Shichahai every year. Although its scale cannot be compared with Chagan Lake, the amount of fish caught when the nets are closed is very considerable.

The official net is a pull net with mesh as big as a child’s palm. Usually only fish weighing less than one kilogram can slip through the net and continue to grow.

The fish caught were mainly silver carp and grass carp. I had seen a big grass carp before. A fisherman was carrying it by the gills as it passed by. The fish was bigger than a child.

However, no matter how many fish there are, they cannot withstand the official autumn fishing and the private fishing by the public after the autumn fishing.

Looking at the fishing gear in Chen Feng's hand.

Yan Bugui smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, how about we make a deal? I'll give you the location and the earthworms. If you catch a fish, give me one, okay?"

Chen Feng thought about it and nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan."

There was no way out. There was almost a queue of people in the good positions near the guardrail, and there was no space for him to squeeze in.

Besides, he didn't want to dig for earthworms.

Although Lao Yan only has one and a half earthworms, he can still catch a few more fish if he breaks them.

It seems that this exchange is a bit of a loss.

But the problem is that he has a 100% fishing rod!

The time he spends finding a location and digging for earthworms is enough for him to catch a bucket of fish.

Moreover, he also needed a public opportunity to explain the origins of the fish in his family.

Now this is his best performance stage.

The Emperor of Acting is in place!

"Come here, this is a great spot. Look at the others, they haven't caught anything all day."

Giving up his seat, Yan Bugui did not leave with the bucket in his hand. Instead, he sat aside and started to suck a big front-door bait that seemed to have been given to him by someone, apparently waiting for Chen Feng to catch the first fish.

Currently, there are local economical cigarettes and branded cigarettes in various places.

The famous Qianjin brand cigarettes, in white packaging, 2 cents a pack.

Daqianmen is also considered an economical cigarette, but the quality is very high. In the old city, a pack costs 3 yuan.

Old Yan’s salary is actually not low, and his family is quite wealthy. As the “invisible rich man” who owns a BMW 95 Series bicycle in Yard , he will be the second person to buy a TV in the future.

When eating pickles at home, the person who knows how to live best is the one who counts them one by one.

But he is really stingy!

Just like now, I take one puff after another, wishing I could smoke this cigarette until Macau’s return in 1999.

Chen Feng changed his fishing rod halfway through the journey.

He sat down, hung the earthworm, and gently swung it, shooting the fishing line into the water.

In less than ten seconds, the fish was hooked.

Use slight force to reel in the rod.

This fish is not big, but it weighs about 3 taels.

"Oh, you're great. You took the bait so quickly."

Yan Bugui rubbed his hands excitedly. When he saw the small crucian carp weighing more than half a pound being brought to the surface of the water by the fishing line, he felt like he had earned hundreds of millions.

I didn't catch more than 3 taels of fish in the whole morning.

Without waiting for Chen Feng to bend down, he took the initiative to step forward and put the "big fish" into his bucket.

He raised his hand and wanted to pat Chen Feng's shoulder, but Chen Feng dodged.

"Uncle Yan, don't, you have fish scales on your hands."

"Ah, yes, haha, Xiaofeng, you are really good at catching it so quickly."

Yan Bugui praised Chen Feng a lot. After all, good words don't cost money, but they just cost a lot of breath.

"What a great guy! He caught a big fish right away!"

"Yeah, we sat there for almost a day and didn't encounter any big ones."

"Don't mention it. It's been almost a day and the bucket is full of water."

The other fishermen were extremely jealous, but they maintained their composure and congratulated Yan Bugui and Chen Feng.

No one felt jealous of Chen Feng for catching the fish.

Just good luck.

There aren't many big fish like this in Shichahai.

Then, they swarmed and threw their fishing hooks to the place where Chen Feng had just fished, as if there was a school of fish there.

Chen Feng cast the bait again, and this time he deliberately waited for a few minutes.

Just lift it gently.

It was estimated that the grass carp weighed at least three kilograms. It did not resist at all and was easily hooked up by Chen Feng and put into his bucket.

A group of people's eyes widened. They also took the bait. More than a dozen people caught something, but they were all small fish.

"Oh, my, oh my god!"

"It's broad daylight, what a ghost."

Not to mention Yan Bugui who was still praising him.

He moved his lips but couldn't say the words that he wanted the big fish.

As a cultural person in the No. 95 compound, he still has moral integrity.

But he felt so heartbroken.

One is half a catty, and the other is three catties.

Six times as much!

That’s enough to last him three weeks!