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

Zhou Qing and the old lady came out of the kitchen. The little girl was a little worried that they were stingy with the money, so she immediately hugged her father and put her little face in Chen Jianjun's arms, as if they wouldn't be able to see it that way.

Chen Feng could even "hear" her inner voice.

'You can't see my new clothes, you can't see my new clothes...'

If the little girl was a little dumber, she might have been thinking this in her heart.

Sure enough, I saw Chen Li’s new cotton coat.

"How are we going to buy her new clothes? There are still a lot of clothes you set aside before."

It seemed that Zhou Qing was about to warn Chen Feng about the principle of frugality and thriftiness.

Chen Jianjun quickly asked, "Is dinner ready?"

"Oh, yes, eating."

When the little girl saw “Problem solved”, she immediately felt like she had received a text message reply saying “Please press 1 if satisfied” and she instantly became full of energy.

"Dad, I want to eat meat."

"Okay, I'll give you the best duck meat."

"Daddy is so nice."

"That's for sure!"

Chen Jianjun held his daughter in his arms, his face full of doting.

The two grown-up sons are naturally not as cute as the 3-year-old baby.

Before I started eating, Sha Zhu walked in quickly with a lunch box in his hand.

Needless to say, this guy was ready to take advantage of the situation and ask Chen Hao for the latest information.

"Hello, old man, old lady, uncle Jianjun, aunt."

He bowed once, then asked Chen Hao: "Haozi, how is it, did you find out?"

Chen Hao looked at his lunch box.

Sha Zhu opened the lunch box, revealing the braised pork, pig's trotters, etc. inside.

"It's for you."

Chen Hao said happily: "I have found out that Teacher Ran has no partner. It is said that her family is composed of intellectuals, and others are unwilling to marry her."

It is divided into five major levels and more than a dozen components after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Intellectuals belong to the third class of petty bourgeoisie. They have a small amount of assets at home, but they are not considered middle class (when they reach the fourth class, their fate is miserable after the storm starts).

Proletariat: includes workers, poor peasants, vagrants, etc.

Semi-proletariat: includes lower-middle peasants, poor peasants, small handicraftsmen, shop assistants, peddlers, etc.

The petty bourgeoisie: includes rich peasants, small land lessors, upper-middle peasants (well-off middle peasants), handicraftsmen, intellectuals, clerks, lawyers, small business owners, etc.

Middle class: including national capitalists, landlords, senior intellectuals, senior employees, etc.

Bourgeoisie: including bureaucratic capitalists, comprador capitalists, bullies and landlords, etc.

This is the marriage dilemma faced by many families below level 3.

They value what others despise, but their composition is not.

Even though others like them, they themselves cannot tolerate their partner's family conditions.

Just like Sha Zhu, his salary is not low, but he is also quite picky.

"It doesn't matter. I'm an intellectual. I'm a chef from my He family. In the past, I couldn't possibly marry a scholar." Sha Zhu said happily, "Intellectuals are good."

Sha Zhu doesn't care about anything else except his family background.

Unlike the people in the old city, most of them are proud of their urban hukou and look down on the countryside.

Xu Damao is one of them.

The Chen family members looked at his silly look and immediately laughed.

But what Sha Zhu said was not wrong, if we push it forward 20 years, or push it back 20 years.

It is not easy for their family to marry a scholar.

"Anything else?" Sha Zhu continued to ask, "For example, what does she like, what books does she read?"

Chen Hao raised his hand and said, "Brother Zhuzi, I gave Teacher Yan five cents to find out about Teacher Ran."

When Sha Zhu heard this, he immediately took out a dime from his pocket.

Not to mention a mere five cents, he would be willing to pay even five dollars.

Chen Feng's heart moved, and he asked, "What did you tell Uncle Yan?"

He remembered that Yan Bugui actually had some arrogance as a scholar. He looked down on Sha Zhu and was even more reluctant to introduce Teacher Ran to Sha Zhu.

Otherwise it is impossible to explain why Yan Bugui accepted Sha Zhu's gift but ended up not doing anything.

It's definitely harmful to others and not beneficial to yourself.

"I said my second uncle is looking for a wife." Chen Hao said cunningly.

"Snapped!"

The old man slapped him.

"Nonsense, how can you say such a thing casually? What if Yan Bugui tells Teacher Ran about it in order to be a good person?"

Chen Hao explained: "Uncle Yan promised me that he would never tell anyone else."

"That's more like it." The old man nodded.

Sha Zhu said anxiously: "Don't interrupt, tell me, Haozi, what does Teacher Ran like?"

Chen Hao shook his head and said, "I saw War and Peace, How the Steel Was Tempered, and Quiet River on her desk."

Chen Feng corrected: "It should be the Quiet Don River."

Domestic literature can be divided into three stages.

1953到1959年的“‘苏联化’时期”，50年代中后期到“文革”开始前的“‘中国化’时期”，1966到1976年的“‘世界化’时期”

Now is the last sunset period of Soviet literature at its peak in the country.

The vast majority of young literary and artistic people take it as an honor to explore Soviet revolutionary literature.

Just like the urban white-collar workers in later generations, they consider it their honor to have a diamond-level ranking or above in Honor of Kings, a latest Apple mobile phone, or a concert by a certain singer.

It seems that if you are not like this, you can’t call yourself a modern person!

In comparison, the young people of this generation are more spiritually fulfilled.

"No, why would a girl like her read books about steelmaking, warfare, and swimming?"

Sha Zhu's words exposed his illiterate nature.

Chen Feng explained: "War and Peace is not about war, but about the various thoughts and behaviors of young Russian nobles when war comes, showing their beautiful visions of opposing war, loving peace, and pursuing love."

"How the Steel Was Tempered is not about steelmaking, but about how an ordinary Red Army soldier became an ordinary yet great steel soldier during the war years."

"Oh!"

Sha Zhu and the Chen family exclaimed “sudden enlightenment”.

"Isn't that still a war?"

Chen Feng: “…”

"What about the third one?" asked the old man.

"Quiet Flows the Don, I haven't read it, I've only heard of its fame. I'll go to the library to check it out tomorrow." Chen Feng shrugged.

The reason why he knew the first two books was because he happened to have seen Audrey Hepburn's movie released in 1956, which was exactly the time period when she was the youngest and most beautiful.

As for how steel was tempered, it was mentioned in history.

Of course, I didn’t read the specific content.

"Xiao Feng, do you think I should buy a few books to read?" Sha Zhu asked curiously.

Chen Feng nodded and said, "It's necessary. Otherwise, if she says Natasha Rostova, you don't understand anything at all, and that will be troublesome."

"Haozi, tell me the title of the book again." said Sha Zhu.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I'll ask Chen Hao to tear off a piece of paper for you later. Write the title of the book you want to buy on it."

Books are not cheap nowadays.

For comic books, thin ones cost a few cents, and thicker ones cost 1-2 cents.

The above three books are all magnificent masterpieces.

The kind with millions of words!

It is slightly less than "How the Steel Was Tempered", but it still has hundreds of thousands of words.

Those who can afford these books must have fairly good family conditions.