Rebirth of Siheyuan: Starting from escaping famine in 42

Time flies and years pass.

Time flies and it is New Year's Day, January 1946, 1. There are still more than five months before the civil war begins.

(In this era, January 1st of the Gregorian calendar is called "New Year", but not "New Year's Day."

The term "New Year's Day" was adopted on September 1949, 9, before the founding of New China, when the first plenary session of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference decided to designate January 27 of the Gregorian calendar as "New Year's Day."

New Year's Day is a very important festival both now and in the future.

The government will arrange festival matters, and citizens will also spontaneously hold various celebrations, such as closing businesses for a break, publishing news of big discounts on various items in newspapers, printing Spring Festival couplets, holding fairs, etc.

Since it is a holiday, of course a holiday is also necessary.

Except for the personnel on duty, everyone else in Li Qingfeng's police station has three days off, which has become a routine.

Only a few places will have one day off, while other government agencies and schools will have three days off.

Early in the morning, Li Qingfeng wanted to sleep in, but Li Rong dragged him out of bed.

Wu Lirong threw her cotton jacket and trousers into Li Qingfeng's arms and said loudly, "Brother Qingfeng, hurry up and get up to eat. We have to go out soon. Otherwise, if we go too late, there will be too many people and we won't be able to squeeze in."

"I know, I know." Li Qingfeng slowly put on his heavy clothes, shoes and socks, lit a cigarette, took some toilet paper, and went to the toilet to relieve himself.

After smoking a cigarette, Li Qingfeng came out with his trousers held up, walked to the water tank, brushed his teeth and washed his face. After washing his face with cold water, his mind immediately became much clearer.

After washing up, Li Qingfeng walked into the kitchen, picked up his chopsticks, and asked Wu Lirong while eating: "Lirong, there is still more than a month before the Chinese New Year! There is no shortage of things at home. What are you going to buy at Fuyuan Commercial?"

Wu Lirong shook her head and said, "I don't know. Let's go and have a look first."

Li Qingfeng was stunned when he heard this. He came to his senses, but before he could finish his words, he was frightened by what Li Rong said.

Wu Lirong looked at Li Qingfeng calmly and asked softly, "What's the matter? Brother Qingfeng, you don't want to go out with me."

Li Qingfeng thought, what would you do if I said I didn't want to? He could only think about it but didn't dare to say it out loud. Then he smiled and said, "Yes! Why wouldn't I be willing to accompany you?"

Wu Lirong nodded and murmured, "As long as you are willing."

Li Qingfeng wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his head and lowered his head to continue eating.

After breakfast, Li Qingfeng helped Wu Lirong clean up the kitchen, waited for her to change her clothes, locked the door, and then took his arm and slowly walked towards Qianmen Street.

The two came to Fuyuan Commerce, a three-story building, and found a big sale sign at the door of the business. Many people came inside. They were citizens who must be taking advantage of the New Year's Day sale to buy what they need. After all, you can't buy cheap items on normal days.

Wu Lirong took Li Qingfeng's hand and quickly walked into Fuyuan Trading.

It was Li Qingfeng's first time entering a business of this era. As soon as he entered, he began to look around and saw a sign not far away, which said that the first floor sold daily necessities and cosmetics.

The second floor sells clothes and bedding, as well as bicycles, radios and the like.

The third floor is used for business and office.

This Fuyuan Commercial is similar to future shopping malls, except that the variety of goods is a little smaller.

Li Qingfeng followed Wu Lirong to the clothing counter and watched her choose clothes with shining eyes.

After looking at a few pieces of clothing, Wu Lirong pulled Li Qingfeng towards the cosmetics counter.

Li Qingfeng leaned over to Wu Lirong's ear and whispered, "Lirong, I see those clothes you were looking at are all very nice, why don't you buy any?"

Wu Lirong's ears were tickled by Li Qingfeng's voice, and she blushed as she said, "Brother Qingfeng, you don't need to buy ready-made clothes, just buy the cloth and make them yourself at home."

Hearing this, Li Qingfeng asked in surprise: "Lirong, you can also make clothes?"

Wu Lirong replied proudly: "Of course, I have learned from my mother at home for a long time. From now on, give me the bag of your clothes." As she spoke, she reached out and gently patted her not-so-big chest twice, which trembled.

Li Qingfeng stared at him, secretly swallowed his saliva, nodded and said with a smile: "Okay! Buy some more cloth later, and we will give you new clothes for the New Year."

"Yeah! Yeah!" Wu Lirong responded, looking at the cosmetics on the counter with joy on her face.

Li Qingfeng took advantage of Wu Lirong's inattention and bought her a bottle of rose-scented perfume and a lipstick, put them in his pocket and waited to give her a surprise when he got home.

Wu Lirong was at the corner of the second floor, holding a scarf and a leather belt. She tried them on Li Qingfeng and found that they both looked good, so she took out her pocket money and bought them.

The two then looked at other items on the second floor for a while, then left Fuyuan Trading, holding hands and walking slowly on the street, discussing what to eat later.

Li Qingfeng said we could just find a restaurant.

Wu Lirong said that she could buy some snacks on the street and be full in no time, and it wouldn't cost much.

Neither of them said anything to the other, and in the end Li Qingfeng surrendered. Wu Lirong happily pulled Li Qingfeng and trotted to the snack street.

They came to a stall selling braised pork and steamed buns and ordered two servings of braised pork with pancakes and dried tofu. Then Li Qingfeng went to the stall next door and bought two servings of fried liver and a serving of donkey rolls.

Wu Lirong ate half a bowl of stewed pork, half a bowl of fried liver, and a piece of donkey rolls, while Li Qingfeng took the rest.

After eating, Li Qingfeng drank some boiled water poured by the stall owner, lit a cigarette, and sat in front of the stall with Wu Lirong to rest for a while.

After finishing a cigarette, the two took their things and went home.

After arriving home, Li Qingfeng reached into his trouser pocket. They faced each other and he said to her softly, "Lirong, close your eyes and stretch out your hands. I have something to give you."

"Brother Qingfeng, what? So mysterious." Wu Lirong muttered softly, but still closed her eyes obediently.

When Li Qingfeng saw Wu Lirong closed her eyes, he took out her lipstick and perfume, put them in Lirong's hands, and said, "Okay, Lirong, open your eyes and look at what's in your hands."

Wu Lirong felt that the things in her hand were rather small. She thought for a long time but couldn't guess what they were. After hearing what Brother Qingfeng said, she carefully opened her eyes and saw that they were lipstick and perfume. She exclaimed and said loudly, "It's lipstick and perfume, Brother Qingfeng, when did you buy them for me? Why didn't I notice it?"

Li Qingfeng smiled and said, "I bought it for you while you weren't paying attention. Do you like it?"

"I like it." Wu Lirong looked at Brother Qingfeng with shining eyes, and unconsciously leaned over and kissed him.

At this point, Li Qingfeng didn't care whether it was daytime or not, he suddenly picked up Lirong, went back into the house and closed the door with his feet. Soon, bursts of panting sounds came from the house.