Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

Not long after Chang Zhengyang left, staff from the Beihai Park Management Office finally arrived. After waiting for him on the shore, they found out what had happened.

Unfortunately, the perpetrator had already escaped. They had no choice but to warn the people on the shore not to climb the trees and then left.

You know what, when people saw Chang Zhengyang catch several kilograms of fish in less than half an hour, they were really tempted and wanted to follow his example.

But after considering their own balance ability, they finally gave up.

"Good boy, you actually made such a big noise. Well, if I go back and talk to Master Chang, maybe..."

Yan Fugui walked slowly, and when he arrived at the lake and saw the crowd coming to watch the fun, he happened to see Chang Zhengyang catch the second fish.

When he saw the management office warning the people around, he suddenly had an idea and stopped fishing. He picked up the bucket and walked back.

Someone familiar with him saw Yan Fugui walking out of the park and quickly stopped him and asked, "Hey, Old Yan, why aren't you fishing today?"

"I suddenly remembered that the door of the coal stove at home was not sealed. Let's stop chatting. I have to go back quickly."

How could Yan Laoxi forget to seal the door of the coal stove? That’s impossible, right?

Several people looked at Yan Fugui's hurried back with a puzzled look on their faces.

As he walked on the road, Yan Fugui became more and more excited the more he thought about it. As the saying goes, one feels refreshed when good things happen to him. Yan Fugui returned to the alley five minutes faster than usual. He did not even enter his own home, but went straight to the yard of Lao Chang's house next door.

"Master Chang, is Master Chang here?"

"Teacher Yan? What can I do for you?"

Chang Baichuan heard the noise, walked out of the house, led Yan Fugui into the living room, and poured him a cup of tea.

“Good tea!”

Yan Fugui drank half of the cup in one breath and showed a satisfied look. At least he got a good deal on this cup of Biluochun.

Chang Baichuan quietly watched Yan Fugui finish a cup of tea and refilled him with another one.

This time Yan Fugui began to sip the tea. After taking a sip, he smacked his lips, put down the teacup, and said seriously, "Master Chang, I have something to tell you. Your Zhengyang almost got into trouble today."

Ok?

Chang Baichuan was shocked, but he said calmly: "Teacher Yan, I wonder what trouble our Zhengyang has gotten into?"

"You don't know, Zhengyang was in Beihai Park just now..."

Yan Fugui solemnly told Chang Baichuan about Chang Zhengyang's behavior in Beihai Park, and then said earnestly: "Master Chang, I watched Zhengyang grow up. He is smart and will take the college entrance examination in more than a month. At this critical juncture, we must not make mistakes. We, as elders, must keep a close eye on the children!"

It turns out that's all. Going into the mountains to hunt is much more dangerous than this.

Chang Baichuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It made sense. What kind of trouble could the stingy old man Yan Fugui cause?

This old guy is just here to do good things and get some free money.

But on the surface, Yan Fugui means well. He can't hit someone who smiles at him!

Chang Baichuan thought about it, got up and went into the house, and soon took out a small oil-paper bag and put it on the table.

"Teacher Yan, take this Biluochun back and make some tea."

Hey, I made a profit today!

Yan Fugui tightly grasped the small oil paper bag. There must be at least three coins in it. If he drank it sparingly, he could drink it ten times.

"Master Chang, you are too polite. I just said something. How could I take your things?"

"Take it!"

"Well, then I'd rather obey your command. Master Chang, please take a rest. Please stay..."

Yan Fugui put the small oil paper bag into his pocket, drank the remaining tea in the cup in one gulp, picked up the fishing rod and bucket, and left with satisfaction.

It's still early, and he still has to go to Beihai Park. Maybe there will be some big shipments today.

Not to mention that Yan Fugui had made a surprise counterattack, after Chang Zhengyang left Beihai Park, he simply went to the moat.

However, the moat is not a big river after all. In the whole morning, Chang Zhengyang only caught a dozen small crucian carp. The small one weighed more than 5 taels, and the big one weighed 70 or 80 taels. Together, it weighed more than 8 kilograms. Adding the two caught in Beihai Park, it weighed more than 13 kilograms.

Chang Zhengyang walked into the alley with the bucket in his hand, feeling contented. As soon as he entered the alley, people gathered around him and looked at his bucket full of fish with envious expressions.

"Zhengyang, sure. We've caught so many fish. Can I trade you something for two?"

"Zhengyang, I heard you said you made a big splash in Beihai this morning!"

Chang Zhengyang struggled to make his way through the crowd and ran back home in two steps.

As for exchanging things for fish, he didn't agree to any of them. This kind of thing can only be done in private. If he exchanges things with you in front of so many people, will others also want to exchange things?

Not changing?

So you just don't give me face, right?

The biggest characteristic of the men in Yanjing is that face is more important than anything else. They can do anything except lose face.

Chang Zhengyang has been a Yanjing native for both of his lives and knows the temperament of Yanjing men too well because he is such a person himself.

"Brother, brother:"

As soon as Chang Zhengyang entered the yard, the little girl who was sitting on the ground playing with a puppet's eyes lit up. She threw the puppet in her hand away, ran to him, swinging her short legs, and looked into the bucket curiously.

"Wow, there are so many fish. Oh, we have fish to eat today. Mom, mom, I want to eat fish..."

The little girl's cry alarmed the other people in the room. Chang Wanyue and the others ran out of their rooms quickly. When they saw the fish in the bucket, they cheered, took the bucket eagerly and ran to the kitchen.

"So many fish, our Zhengyang is awesome!"

Guo Huiying was holding a paintbrush in her hand. She walked around the bucket, then returned to the house with a smile and continued painting.

Chang Baichuan's eyelids jumped: "I heard that you showed off in Beihai Park today?"

"It's nothing, I just climbed a tree. Don't worry, Dad, I'm smart!"

Chang Zhengyang chuckled. Perhaps it was because he was eighteen years old again. He felt like he had regained the recklessness of his youth. He didn't think what happened in Beihai Park this morning was a big deal.

"You should be more alert in the future. The road ahead depends on you."

After Chang Baichuan gave an instruction, he said nothing more, walked forward, caught the fish and started to kill it. Chang Zhengyang helped on the side. The father and son quickly processed the fish and then started to light a fire and cook.

The kitchen in the old Chang family is usually a man's world. Guo Huiying only makes cornmeal porridge and steams buns in the morning. If she wants to touch other things in the kitchen, Chang Baichuan won't let her.

The reason is very strong. Chang Baichuan's wife's hands are for painting, not cooking.

Therefore, Chang Zhengyang was very sure that his father was truly sincere to his mother.