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

Chapter 252 Playing Basketball

"Xiao Feng, prepare the bicycle and take me to the newspaper office."

Chen Feng asked: "Grandpa, which newspaper are we going to?"

"Evening paper."

After waiting for a while, about five minutes, the old man came out wearing a well-fitting Zhongshan suit.

Chen Li learned piano for a while in the room and then ran out to play with Chen Feng. She had never seen the old man wearing such formal clothes before. He had mastered the skill of flattery without any instruction.

"Grandpa, your clothes look so nice."

The old man's tense face suddenly couldn't hold it anymore.

"Haha, no, I'm old now. When grandpa was young, he was as handsome as your brother."

Chen Licai didn't understand the old man's "boasting", so she pulled his trouser leg and said very seriously: "Then why don't you give this beautiful dress to Da Guo?"

The old man's smile disappeared in an instant.

The little girl hadn’t realized the severity of the problem yet, and said happily: “Big Pot will look better if he wears nice clothes.”

The old lady, holding a cigarette, saw the old man looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and couldn't help laughing.

"Old man, the girl is attracted by your clothes. You thought you were still as handsome as before."

"Nonsense, Xiaofeng, do you think Grandpa is handsome?"

The old man sat on the back of the bicycle.

"Yes, he's more handsome than me."

"Sister, wait for me to come back and play with you."

Chen Feng continued to act as an experienced driver, "driving" his bicycle to take the old man to the Sijiucheng Evening News.

"Wait for me down there."

"Um, Grandpa, I'll go in and take a look too."

Chen Feng looked around at the door.

The old man patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Your acting skills are not good enough. It would be bad if you get caught. You need to practice more."

"No, grandpa, I can act better than Stephen Chow!" Chen Feng said very exaggeratedly.

"Who is Zhou Xingxing?" the old man turned his head and asked.

"Uh, Passerby B."

Chen Feng smiled awkwardly.

After waiting at the door for less than five minutes, the old man came out.

"Grandpa, so fast?"

"It's just a matter of words." The old man kept a cold expression and spoke lightly.

Send the old man home.

No one mentioned this.

Eat when it’s time to eat, drink when it’s time to drink. Even without Uncle Chen, the Chen family still lives a happy life.

Only Chen Hao felt a little lost, because the elopement he had in mind was not like this.

Not romantic at all!

"Brother Feng, my uncle gave me a fun thing." Jiang Hongjun rushed in from the backyard holding a basketball, holding it up and boasting, "Football!"

This is fucking football, do you think I'm blind?

Chen Feng almost laughed and cried.

Basketball was introduced into China in the late Qing Dynasty, but it was just a toy of foreigners. It was not until the Republic of China that the whole nation began to fully accept Western ideas, and Western ball games became one of the important contents of "Mr. Science".

However, this thing was just a slogan among intellectuals at the time, and a toy for overseas students to pick up girls and show off, so it had little impact at all.

It was not until the country began to vigorously promote various sports and advocate building a strong revolutionary body that sports such as football and basketball flourished on a large scale across the country.

So it is normal that Jiang Hongjun doesn’t know about basketball!

From September to October 1959, 9, at the first National Games held in Beijing, the Sichuan men's team and the Beijing women's team won the basketball championship, and the domestic sports industry began to become popular among the people.

But at that time, Chen Feng was only thinking about improving the food for his family and himself, and was focused on eating meat, so he didn't pay any attention to this matter at all.

I only saw the relevant news in the newspaper afterwards.

Chen Jianguo did get an admission ticket, but Chen Jianjun and his wife were not interested, and it would be boring for him to go alone.

"Red Army, this is basketball." Hu Bayi corrected.

"This is football!"

Jiang Hongjun didn't understand the situation, so in order to prove his words, he put the basketball under his feet and kicked it hard in the direction of Chen Feng.

"Brother Feng, watch the game!"

"boom--"

Chen Feng passed the ball flexibly with his toes, and with a light flick, the basketball fell into his hands.

This move made the little kids' eyes light up.

"Amazing!"

The cheers of several people attracted Chen Li.

After Chen Feng took the high-imitation serum, his body coordination and flexibility became incredibly powerful, and he was born to be the strongest athlete.

Unfortunately, the Chinese football team can only play domestically at this time, because Taiwan still occupies major leagues and associations in the world, and our country does not participate in the above competitions.

Otherwise, Chen Feng wouldn't mind joining the football team and setting up a monument for future generations of stinky feet!

"Hey, Red Army, you must have seen the game wrong, this is indeed a basketball, hit with hands, not a football."

In front of them, Chen Feng clapped his hands a few times, then threw it lightly over Fatty Wang's head.

The basketball drew a beautiful curve and landed accurately towards Fatty Wang.

Although Fatty Wang is a little chubby at a young age, his body reacts quickly. He took a step back in time and reached out to catch the basketball.

Jiang Hongjun confidently said: "You are not mistaken. The game my grandfather took me to watch was played with feet."

"My uncle said, this is the football I like!"

Your uncle must be just like you, a funny guy! Fatty Wang laughed inwardly.

Jiang Hongjun didn't care about his uncle. He came here just to play football.

"I'll go call Cai Xiaoli and the others." Chen Hao felt that it would be more fun with more people.

"Brother Kaixuan, give it to me. I want to play too!" Chen Li looked at the basketball and immediately ran over.

Fatty Wang imitated Chen Feng's movements and threw it with force.

"then!"

"Haha!" Chen Li didn't feel any danger. She opened her arms excitedly and hugged the flying ball.

This idiot!

Chen Feng inserted his toes into the floor tile and lifted it up with force.

He kicked the brick away and intercepted the basketball before it hit little Lily.

The thrown basketball fell to the ground and was kicked away by the little girl.

This girl drinks well water every day, either grape juice, orange juice, or fake soda, and she has quite a lot of strength.

"boom!"

The window glass of the old man's main room was smashed!

"Who is it——!"

The old man came out angrily.

Chen Li was so scared that she ran behind Chen Feng and dared not show her head.

Fatty Wang loved the little girl very much, and had the audacity to be a future hero. He pointed at Hu Bayi and lied with his eyes open: "Grandpa, Hu Bayi kicked me."

Here, only Chen Feng and Hu Bayi would not get beaten if they kicked the glass and broke it.

Hu Bayi was very embarrassed.

If you admit it, you deceived the old man. If you don’t admit it, the little girl will definitely be beaten.

It’s difficult to be both filial and righteous!

Chen Feng covered his head and shook his head, "Grandpa, Lily kicked me, but she didn't do it on purpose."

He patted the little girl's head.

Chen Li poked her head out and looked like she was about to cry.

"Grandpa, I was wrong, please don't spank me."

The old man looked at the little girl, snorted coldly, and considering her young age, he said: "Remember this first, I'll beat you up when you grow up!"

Hu Bayi asked Chen Feng.

"Brother, how many beatings does Lily owe?"

Chen Feng sighed and said, "It has happened more than a hundred times. My grandfather has the account book and remembers it clearly."

Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, and Jiang Hongjun looked at the little girl hiding behind Chen Feng and observed a three-second silence for her.

I’m afraid I’ll be beaten every day in the future!