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

Chapter 456 The Old Man’s Eyes

In mid-June, Chen Jianjun went to a photo studio, got a full set of photos, and brought them back after get off work in the afternoon.

"Lily, look, your picture."

Chen Jianjun took out the photo of Chen Li riding a wooden horse.

In fact, it’s not really a solo photo, Lai Fu is lying at her feet.

"Hehe, Daddy, I'm so beautiful."

"Haha, yes, my daughter is the most beautiful."

The father and daughter were laughing non-stop on the lounge chair under the grape trellis.

"The photos have been brought back. Let me see them." The old man who was listening to the radio also sat over, picked up the photos and looked at them one by one. He saw the group photo of Chen Feng, Zhang Haixing and Chen Li, and his face smiled.

"My grandson is so handsome, just like me when I was young. All the women in the Zhang family are willing to pay for him!"

Seeing the little foodie in the middle, I couldn't help but frown.

"Hey, Lily, why did you come in to take pictures?"

Chen Li opened her eyes wide, a little angry, and said aggrievedly: "Grandpa, I am Da Guo's sister."

The old man moved his lips but still kept his words to himself.

A granddaughter is important, but not as important as a granddaughter-in-law. After all, she is the key to the continuation of the Chen family's bloodline to the next generation.

"It's fine, everything is fine." Chen Jianjun said with a smile.

He looked at the photo. Chen Feng was wearing a Zhongshan suit and Zhang Haixing was wearing a skirt. They looked very similar to his son, except for the little red flower.

"Dad, she doesn't really want to eat the old cow..."

"Shut up!"

The old man glared at his son, lowered his voice, and said proudly: "What do you know? According to the Zhang family's calculations, she is still young. The Zhang family has a special bloodline, and this woman's blood sea is also the best among the Zhang family's side branches. If she really wants to integrate into the Chen family, we have earned it."

"Besides, Xiaofeng is still young and hasn't made any progress yet. Let them decide for themselves."

Chen Jianjun looked strange.

"Dad, you don't want to take revenge on her for beating you up, do you?"

"Bah, am I so narrow-minded?" the old man said angrily.

Chen Jianjun did not answer.

He felt that the old man's mind was only slightly smaller than the eye of a needle.

However, he was indeed envious of the Zhang family's bloodline.

However, they have no say in this matter, and Chen Feng has to make the decision himself.

When it comes to their children's marriages, the Chen family is quite open-minded, unlike some big families who like to trade their children's marriages.

After a while, Chen Hao, Hu Bayi and others who were walking home came back, and there were a few more grinning idiots under the grape trellis.

Photos are rare commodities, so nowadays people treat them like treasures after taking them.

This attitude is probably similar to the mentality of those fanatical office workers who spent two or three months' salary, or one-sixth of their annual income, to buy the first generation of Apple computers amid all the hype.

It is difficult for normal people to understand the excitement brought by the real technology!

"Okay, stop laughing. Fatty, go get the ladder. Bayi, you're in charge of picking the grapes. Remember to pick the big ones first. Chen Hao, go get the vegetable basin."

"Okay, big brother!"

The three teenagers worked excitedly.

Chen Li held up her own photo and asked, "Big Pot, look quickly."

Chen Feng took a serious look and said with a smile: "Well, it's pretty good, the technique is very good."

This photo is definitely a wonder in the photography world in later generations.

But under the current technology, it is already in the category of excellence.

Fatty Wang brought a ladder and leaned it against the kitchen wall. Hu Bayi climbed up the ladder and picked bunches of grapes and put them in the vegetable washing basin that Chen Hao held high. This is a park renovation. Most houses have suites, that is, one room with two or three rooms. The main hall and the old man share one room. "Brother, I want to pick them too." Chen Li was jealous and wanted to play.

"You are too young. Wait until you grow up."

"Brother Bayi, Brother Bayi, this, this is so big!"

Since she couldn't pick the grapes herself, Chen Li took on the job of manager, looking up under the grape trellis and directing Hu Bayi to pick the grapes.

Seeing that there were seven or eight bunches, Chen Jianjun stopped picking any more.

"Okay, this is enough for today. Come back tomorrow."

"I'll pick them tomorrow, Bayi, you hold the basin." Chen Hao continued his father's words.

"Then I'll come the day after tomorrow." Fatty Wang said excitedly.

"Okay, wash the grapes." Chen Jianjun ordered.

"I'll take a shower too." Chen Li said proactively.

“You can’t!”*4.

Chen Jianjun, Chen Hao, Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang said at the same time.

Chen Li's behavior of secretly eating fruits while washing them was abhorrent and unforgivable in their eyes.

Every time I find out, I tickle her until the little foodie realizes her mistake.

"I just ate a little bit." Chen Li said aggrievedly.

"If you promise not to eat them secretly, I will let you wash them together." Chen Hao, like Li Huaide, seemed to regard washing grapes as an honor.

But Chen Li just fell for it.

"Uh-huh, second brother, I don't want to eat."

"That's better. Come, wash the grapes!"

Chen Jianjun put the photo away and looked at Chen Feng who was sitting on another chair.

"Are you confident about the final exam?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "It will be no problem to get into No. 5 Middle School."

The No. 5 Middle School, which later became a famous key university in the old city, had its old campus in Xiguan Hutong behind the Dongcheng Public Security Bureau, only 500 meters away from Nanluoguxiang, across Jiaodaokou South Street.

At present, No. 90 Middle School has no branch. It was not until the s that the branch campus of No. Middle School was established in Nanluoguxiang.

Chen Feng plans to go to No. 5 Middle School. One reason is that it is close, and secondly, No. 5 Middle School is located in the middle of the city. It is not the best high school, but it is not the worst either.

"Dad, eat grapes."

Chen Hao brought a bunch of grapes to please Chen Jianjun, while Chen Li brought a bunch to give to the old man. However, the little foodie still couldn't avoid the bad habit of putting food into her own mouth.

"Hao, can you be promoted this year?" Chen Jianjun looked at his second son with a kind face.

Chen Hao didn't dare to make any guarantees as he was not very confident.

"Forget it. You're going to repeat a grade anyway, so if anyone wants to be beaten, it should be your eldest brother. I heard that your grandfather bought an iron rod. I'll prepare a wheelchair for you." Chen Jianjun said dimly.

"Ah, Dad, I'm your son!" Chen Hao said a little nervously.

"I still have your brother, and your mother is pregnant with another one." Chen Jianjun said with a smile.

Chen Hao looked at the grapes and gritted his teeth and said, "I'll finish eating and go review my lessons!"

"Okay, this is my son." Chen Jianjun said with a smile.

Chen Feng looked at him speechlessly. Is it really that exaggerated?

After eating the grapes, Chen Hao really took Hu Bayi and Wang Fatty to review their lessons.

Fatty Wang said painfully, "No, I don't have a big brother to beat me up, why do I have to review my lessons?"

"We share hardships and happiness. I am going through hardships, and you have the nerve to just stand by and watch?

Chen Hao’s reasons were so powerful that Fatty Wang couldn’t refuse.

“I hate reviewing!”

"These grapes are not as delicious as the ones you brought back, Xiaofeng." Zhou Qing also ate a bunch. They were sweet and sour, and he felt that they were not as delicious as the ones Chen Feng brought back.

"This is already very sweet." Chen Jianjun said, "I don't know where Lao Guo got a pound of grapes from. Not only are they smaller than ours, but they're also more sour."

Zhou Qing scooped two bowls of rice to prepare for cooking, and asked, "Will someone steal the grapes at night?"

"Mom, there's Lai Fu, and there's me."

Chen Li put her hands on her hips and said, "I will take good care of my grapes!"

"Haha, yes, your grapes!" Chen Jianjun squatted down and picked up his daughter.