Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

There are very few people in Dove City today, or almost no people. With the heavy snow at night, even those who want to make money will not come out on such a snowy night.

They are not Chang Zhengyang. If Xue Yeli falls and breaks his bones, he is basically waiting to die.

Chang Zhengyang waited for a while, but none of his old customers came, so he stopped waiting and left the Pigeon Market with his backpack on his back.

I’ll go back and sell the ten old turtles in the basket to Xu Damao. For the next few months, I’ll temporarily stop the business in the Pigeon Market.

Although this year's autumn grain harvest did not experience a significant decrease, many people have already realized it and have begun to secretly hoard grain. These days, it is rare to see farmers selling grain in the pigeon market.

However, the price of food on the black market has been rising again and again, with corn flour selling for as low as 9 cents per pound.

Chang Zhengyang met his sixth uncle on the road a while ago, and the uncle quietly told him not to go to the black market recently, as there was a special operation going on to crack down on those who were raising food prices and hoarding goods.

Chang Zhengyang had no control over this mess, nor did he have the ability to do anything about it. Anyway, his family's cellar had stored more than 3,000 kilograms of corn flour, which was enough for his family to eat for a year.

But this is not enough!

Many people now think that the current difficulties are only temporary. Only Chang Zhengyang himself knows that the difficulties will only start next year. In fact, the real difficulties will not come until the year after. By then, even if he has money, he will not be able to buy food.

At that time, spending 20 kilograms of corn flour to marry a wife was no joke.

Well, if that’s the case, won’t He Yuzhu be overwhelmed by the choice?

A cook will never starve to death in a year of famine!

Chang Zhengyang's thoughts were racing, but his steps did not stop. The heavy snow soon covered his footprints, as if he had never been in this world.

His total assets now exceed 7,000 yuan, which is still some distance away from his goal of becoming a millionaire with a net worth of 10,000 yuan.

It's quite ironic to say, in his previous life, if the stock price went up by one point after a good sleep, his wealth would increase by several small goals.

Half a year has passed since I awakened my memory. As a great Dan Jin master, in the past, I could at least become a national teacher, and others would have to address me as a real person when they met me. But now it is so difficult for me to make money.

Chang Zhengyang finally experienced the feeling of ordinary people working to earn money. It was okay in the summer, but it was snowing heavily tonight and he still had to catch old turtles in the freezing cold Yulong River. No one else could do that.

No wonder the old saying goes that heroes are made by the times. This country, this nation, is too poor. If it were the 21st century, they would not need to run around for food. As long as they had money, they could just click on the screen and food would be delivered to their doorsteps.

Chang Zhengyang stood at the door but didn't go in. He heard breathing sounds in the kitchen. It was his father!

It's this late, why hasn't he gone to bed yet?

Is he hungry and wants to get up for some midnight snack?

Chang Zhengyang no longer hesitated. He jumped lightly and jumped into the yard. He quickly walked to the kitchen door and pushed it open. The wind and snow rushed into the house. Chang Baichuan, who was dozing in front of the coal stove, was suddenly awakened. He moved his wrist and a gun appeared in his hand. After seeing that it was Chang Zhengyang, he put the gun away.

"Go to bed early, because you have to get up early to sweep the snow tomorrow."

Chang Baichuan yawned, tightened his military coat, and left.

Chang Zhengyang was stunned for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter. His father must have seen the heavy snow at night and was worried about his safety, so he was waiting for him to come back in the kitchen.

Maybe if he came back later, Dad might go out to look for him.

I believe that after tonight, my father will no longer worry about him going out on a snowy night.

"Zhengyang is back?"

"I'm back and feeling energetic. You should go to sleep too."

Chang Baichuan checked the little girl's quilt, then got into bed, hugged Guo Huiying into his arms, and the room became quiet again.

"It's snowing, it's snowing..."

A heavy snowfall is a happy thing in the eyes of children, because they can make snowmen and have snowball fights.

But for adults, it was not a pleasant thing. The heavy fog blocked the roads and affected traffic, so men and women from every household went out with shovels, brooms and dustpans.

They first started clearing the snow in front of their own doors, and then the snow in the yard and the alley. Everyone worked together to sweep the snow into the ditches in the alley.

As the weather gets colder and heavy snow falls one after another, the snow in the ditches will accumulate higher and higher until it begins to melt gradually after the beginning of spring next year.

When the Chinese New Year comes, the children in the alley love to use small firecrackers to blow up the snow. The children, who have no toys, have developed various ways to play with the small firecrackers.

The Chang family has its own house and not as many people as the one in the yard next door, but they are quite fast in clearing the snow.

Chang Zhengyang waved the big broom in his hand, and his father Chang Baichuan used a shovel to transfer the snow into a dustpan. The brothers Chang Zhengming and Chang Zhenghe lifted the dustpan together and poured the snow into the ditch outside.

Guo Huiying was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen. There was corn porridge in the pot and steamed buns made of two-grain flour in the steamer. She heated up the leftover cabbage and bacon from last night and added pickled radish, and the breakfast was ready.

Chang Wanyue took the little girl to make a snowman in the yard. Their faces were red from the cold, but they still enjoyed pushing the snowballs.

"Brother, brother, come and see..."

"Here I come, here I come..."

Chang Zhengyang walked into the yard and saw seven snowmen lined up against the wall. Some were big, some were small, some were tall, and some were short. Although they did not look alike at all, even a fool could tell that these were the seven members of the Chang family.

Does a family need to be neat and tidy?

Chang Zhengyang shook his head and got rid of the strange thought.

"Brother, brother, guess who this is?"

"Yes, it's Dad!"

"What about this?"

"Well, it should be mother!"

"Wow, big brother is so awesome!"

He's not a three-year-old child, so Chang Zhengyang had no choice but to patiently accompany the little girl to get to know each snowman. Finally, he lifted her up and turned her around before the girl let him go.

As for these seven snowmen, they will probably have to be kept until next spring.

After Chang Zhengyang finished sweeping the snow in his own yard, he joined the snow-clearing team in the alley. He happened to see Xu Damao and mentioned the matter of the old turtles. He offered him the medicine bag at a discount of one yuan per pound. The other party did not hesitate and took all the old turtles in one go.

Of course, Xu Damao also knew the market price of the old turtle health-preserving soup and its popularity among certain groups. He patted his chest and said that he would not take advantage of Chang Zhengyang for nothing, and he would make up the difference with movie tickets.

This is why Chang Zhengyang likes to deal with Xu Damao. This kid knows how to behave and he is sensible!