Siheyuan: I just want to live

After saying goodbye to Li Guotao, Chen Feng slowly walked out of the Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery. He took back his bicycle parked at the door, got on the saddle, and started riding on the way home. At this moment, his mood gradually improved.

Perhaps it was because of Li Guotao's caring words of comfort, or maybe it was simply because he was away from that heavy place. Whatever the reason, Chen Feng felt much more relaxed. He did not think too much about this change, but just continued to ride forward according to his feeling.

When he entered the city from Fuchengmen, he did not return to the courtyard immediately, but began to wander aimlessly in the city. The buildings and people on both sides of the street were bustling, and Chen Feng rode his bike through them, feeling the unique atmosphere of the city.

Chen Feng rode his bicycle leisurely, the wheel turning slowly, and he shuttled through the city's winding, deep, wide and narrow alleys. Children were playing in the alleys, holding incense sticks and lighting firecrackers, and their laughter echoed in the air.

Chen Feng felt a little regretful. He wished he had a camera to record this scene full of innocence and joy. However, the reality made it impossible for him to fulfill his wish. Many beautiful moments could only remain in his memory.

It is not just the scene of the children setting off firecrackers, there are many other beautiful scenes that cannot be preserved due to lack of camera. For example, the ancient city gate towers that have not been demolished, and the old city walls that have been torn open, they carry traces of history, but they cannot be frozen in the camera forever.

Chen Feng continued to ride his bicycle, moving forward leisurely, and finally arrived near the overpass. He stopped, parked his bicycle in an empty alley, and gently waved his fingers to put it into the mysterious space. Then, he walked towards the overpass with a brisk pace.

Chen Feng stepped into this ancient and busy overpass. Although it was bustling with people, he could clearly feel that it had changed slightly from the unique atmosphere in his memory. With a hint of nostalgia, Chen Feng took a step and began to wander around this bustling place.

As he strolled, he was greeted by an alluring aroma that drew Chen Feng to a stall selling steamed buns. Looking at the golden, crispy crust and the meaty fillings, Chen Feng couldn't help but buy two. The stall owner proudly told him that this was authentic Baoding donkey meat steamed buns, and even the donkey was specially transported from Baoding and slaughtered!

Chen Feng didn't know much about donkey meat hot buns, so he couldn't tell whether what the vendor said was true. However, when he took the first bite, the delicious taste instantly conquered his taste buds. The crispness of the hot buns and the tenderness of the donkey meat complemented each other. Compared with dry steamed buns, it was simply delicious! For Chen Feng, who is not very picky about food, as long as there is meat to eat, it is a kind of happiness!

Chen Feng was eating fire cakes while strolling leisurely inside the overpass. As he was walking, he suddenly heard a noisy voice and laughter coming from the front. Out of curiosity, he followed the sound and squeezed through the crowd, and came to the front with difficulty.

It turned out that there was a stall surrounded by people, and the lively scene was caused by two people who were performing crosstalk on the street. Chen Feng did not leave, but stood in front of the crowd, continued to eat fire and listened to the crosstalk with relish.

The two crosstalk performers were middle-aged men in their forties, about 1.7 meters tall, one fat and one thin. From their accents, it could be heard that they were from Tianjin. Chen Feng felt that the crosstalk they performed was much more interesting than that of the little black fat guy!

Chen Feng stood in front of the crowd for a full hour, watching the people around him throwing money into the mat on the ground in front of the two people. He followed suit, took out a few coins from his pocket, and threw them over without counting carefully. These coins were probably worth more than 20 cents, and Chen Feng was too lazy to calculate the exact amount.

After Chen Feng paid the money, he squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty and continued to wander aimlessly on the overpass. He walked and stopped, looked around, and time passed quickly. Before he knew it, the sun was about to set and it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

During this afternoon, Chen Feng did not buy any practical items, but his mouth never stopped. Along the way, he stuffed all kinds of snacks and desserts into his mouth, and when he walked out of the overpass, he was still holding a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts he had just bought.

After Chen Feng walked out of the overpass, he put the sugar-roasted chestnuts into his schoolbag, intending to save them for later enjoyment after returning home.

But as soon as Chen Feng loosened his hand from the schoolbag, the bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts fell to Chen Feng's feet with a "pop".

Chen Feng didn't bother to take care of the bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts on the ground, but opened his schoolbag and looked inside. There were six palm-sized cuts inside the schoolbag, and Chen Feng was also stunned when he saw this.

Then he reacted and immediately wiped his hands in his pockets. Chen Feng first put his hands into the two pockets of his shirt and found that his hands came out of his pockets smoothly.

Chen Feng quickly put his hands into his trouser pockets, which were also cut like his shirt. Chen Feng then put his hands behind his back and put them into his butt pocket. This time Chen Feng's heart was completely broken, and it was also cut like the other pockets!

Chen Feng looked at the schoolbag that was torn into strips and the torn pockets. He could no longer hold back his anger and pointed at the overpass behind him and started yelling.

"What a shitty overpass! Such a small place has so many thieves! The street office and the police station don't know how to handle it! The thief who scratched my clothes, I hope you will be caught today and shot tomorrow! This is a lousy place! I will never come here again!"

While Chen Feng was cursing without any manner, the passers-by nearby also stopped and stood there looking at Chen Feng who seemed to be crazy.

After cursing, Chen Feng felt better and looked at the crowd. Chen Feng picked up the bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts on the ground and yelled at them, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen other people being robbed? Why don't you go home quickly? Do you want to be robbed too?"

After Chen Feng finished yelling, he left quickly without stopping. Seeing that the victim had left, the onlookers did not stand there any longer, but continued to go home. However, on the way back, there were still a few people discussing how many thieves had stolen from Chen Feng.

Chen Feng walked for a while in the alley, and after observing that there was no one around, he took out his bicycle from the space, put the sugar-roasted chestnuts in the space, and rode quickly towards his courtyard.

However, Chen Feng was still very angry when he was riding his bike, although his things and money were not lost. But there were six cuts on his schoolbag, which proved that he had been robbed at least six times without noticing.

Fortunately, I put all my money in the space, otherwise I would have suffered heavy losses today! It seems that I must turn on the space perception when I go to crowded places in the future! If I find someone stealing from me again, I will beat him up first!

When Chen Feng rode his bicycle back to the courtyard, his anger about being robbed had almost dissipated. Chen Feng stopped his bicycle at the gate of the courtyard and walked over the threshold of the courtyard with his bicycle.

At this time, Yan Jiecheng jumped out from the side and shouted to Chen Feng, "Chen Feng wishes you a happy new year!"

Chen Feng was startled by Yan Jiecheng's shout. Although he was frightened, he didn't get angry when he heard that he was shouting words of blessing. He smiled and replied, "Yan Jiecheng, Happy New Year to you too!"

Then Chen Feng pushed his bicycle and was about to go back to where he came from, but Yan Jiecheng blocked Chen Feng's way again. Chen Feng looked up at him in confusion.

Then he asked in confusion, "Yan Jiecheng, what's the matter with you stopping me? If there's something, please tell me now. I'm tired after a day's work and I'm hungry. I need to go home and cook."

Yan Jiecheng stopped Chen Feng's car and stretched out his hand, saying in a matter-of-fact tone, "Chen Feng, I have already said Happy New Year to you. I wish you a happy new year! You should give me the New Year's money now!"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment. He just heard Yan Jiecheng's words and thought he had misheard. His brain reacted for a moment. Then he asked in an uncertain tone, "You just said that you wanted me to give you New Year's money? Did I hear it correctly?"

Yan Jiecheng still didn't take his hand back, and his face still looked matter-of-fact. He said again, "Yes, Chen Feng, you heard it right! What I just said is that you should give me the New Year's money now!"

Chen Feng, who had just managed to suppress his anger about being robbed on the overpass, was provoked again by Yan Jiecheng. Chen Feng immediately pointed at Yan Jiecheng's nose and started cursing.

"Yan Jiecheng, are you sick? Lucky money is given by elders to younger generations, and by older brothers to younger brothers and sisters! You are already a high school student, almost an adult, how can you still be so shameless and ask me for lucky money?"

Besides, New Year's money is given in the morning. Have you ever seen anyone give New Year's money in the afternoon? Are you a dead person? Why should I give you money in the afternoon?"

Yan Jiecheng was stunned by Chen Feng's sudden scolding, and just stood there in a daze without any reaction. At this time, Yan Fugui also came out of the house with other children and saw Yan Jiecheng who was stunned by Chen Feng's scolding.

Yan Fugui immediately ran to his side, pulled him away, and then said to Chen Feng with an apologetic smile, "Chen Feng, don't be angry. He is still young and ignorant. There are some things he doesn't know yet! You should be more magnanimous and don't argue with him!"

Chen Feng glanced at Yan Jiecheng who was brought aside by Yan Fugui, then looked at Yan Fugui who was smiling and said in a bad tone, "Teacher Yan, the child is already in high school, it's time to teach him some common sense in life. Otherwise, it will be embarrassing for you when he goes out in the future, don't you think so, Teacher Yan?"

Yan Fugui still smiled, nodded awkwardly and said, "Yes, yes, Chen Feng, you are right! I will educate him well when I go back, and this kind of thing will never happen again!"

Chen Feng wanted to say a few more words, but his stomach growled with hunger. Chen Feng had no choice but to say to Yan Fugui with a cold face, "Yan Fugui, you should go back to educate the children! I should also go back to cook."

After saying this, he ignored the embarrassed Yan Fugui and Yan Jiecheng who was standing there in a daze, and pushed his bicycle past the other members of the Yan family.