The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The department store is crowded.

Li Feng chose not to go in and continued walking south with the child.

The child's uncle was not at home, so Li Feng planned to take her to the train station to visit her uncle.

What He Yuzhu said actually made Li Feng feel uneasy. Hello, great leader. When the steel mill was transferred to him, there was no criticism and some even encouragement.

Although he is no longer the superior of the steel rolling mill, I still hope that everything goes smoothly for him. Lou Xiao'e's family has been arranged to move away in advance, so there is no question of whether to save Lou Bancheng or not.

Without this cause, I don’t know whether there will be any result.

Regarding the chef, there was a conversation in the TV series. This chef made up a lot of "black materials" about the big leaders. If Secretary Chen knew about it in advance, he should be able to understand the matter better.

Wangfu#Further south is Chang A Street. At this time, Li Feng really underestimated how many people would gather here.

In the south and east of the city, employees who had taken holidays seemed to have gathered on this street. The buses were so crowded that they could not be crowded at this time, and even the passengers on the buses got off spontaneously to participate in this grand celebration.

Li Hui, who was grabbing her father's hair, couldn't help but widen her eyes at this time. Maybe this was the first time she saw so many people together.

Flowers, red flags, photo frames, waving arms, everyone was in high spirits, and the yangko team with red silk cloth tied around their waists appeared at this time.

The crowds spontaneously gathered together on the street, forming a huge flow, and then spontaneously walked westward.

Li Feng tiptoed and felt that the final destination of these people was probably the square in front of the city gate tower.

"Wow, it's so lively today~!"

It was comparable to the scene when the atomic bomb exploded last year. At that time, it was as unprecedented as it is today.

"Ball, Daddy, ball~!"

Li Hui, who was sitting on his father's neck, seemed to have discovered something. He patted his father's head and shouted excitedly.

There were indeed a few large balloons floating in the sky above the square in the distance. They were colorful and looked very eye-catching. Even the little ones could see them clearly.

"Let's go and take a look~!"

Although there was no anniversary celebration organized, Li Feng really wanted to take a look at this lively scene. Having passed by the city gate tower so many times, Li Feng himself might have overlooked it. He had never personally participated in such an unprecedented scene~!

Considering that he was bringing his child with him, Li Feng walked to the edge of the crowd. Others held the red flag, but he held Li Hui's legs. It made no difference anyway, the red flag would be in the hands of their generation sooner or later.

"Oh~!"

I followed the crowd and arrived at the square, but it was impossible to squeeze in. The square was already packed with people who had arrived long ago.

When the crowd reached here, it stopped abruptly. Everyone raised their heads and faced north, like devout believers, gazing at the holy place in their hearts.

Even though he had passed by it countless times in the past, today, he still wanted to come and take a look, with the same mentality as Li Feng.

The bright red flags fluttering on the city walls make people feel fascinated.

"What a scene it would be like to stand on top and look down~!"

The fragments in my mind seemed to have traveled through time and stood in front of a live camera. From top to bottom, I saw the phalanxes, tank formations, artillery formations, and fighter planes flying through the sky in neat rows.

"Oh~!"

No one knew what was happening ahead, but the celebrating crowd suddenly let out an earth-shaking roar.

Li Feng looked around, but all he could see were heads. Li Hui, who was sitting on his neck, seemed to have seen something. She tilted her head and babbled something, but he couldn't hear what she was saying clearly.

In the sky, the bright sun seemed to appear from the clouds. The light shining down was not dazzling, but made people feel warm. The shouts in front made the crowd behind a little agitated, but they could not squeeze through, so they could only shout along.

"Did you see it?"

"I see it, I see it, it's waving at us~!"

In just a few words, Li Feng saw the little guy waving at his neck, seeming to want to catch something, maybe a balloon in the sky, or clouds as soft as cotton, or that particularly soft palm.

"Long live the motherland, long live the motherland!"

The originally chaotic and meaningless shouts, followed by the shouts of the crowd and the power of collective consciousness, came together and became a tsunami.

Standing on tiptoe and looking at Li Feng in the distance, his face flushed a little, as if he had seen an incredible scene.

The flag bearer continued to wave the red flag in his hand, even more vigorously than before, as if only in this way could he draw the attention of those on the city gate tower to this area. Perhaps it was a newspaper reporter who was filming the grand occasion, and the camera in his hand was faithfully recording the scene of the red flag fluttering.

"Slow down, let me pass, there are children here, don't squeeze them~!"

As if he heard a familiar voice, Li Feng looked back and saw his old section chief. He was in the same situation, with a child riding on his neck, but his was a boy.

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"Hey, isn't this Secretary Li?"

After moving to the side of the road with difficulty, Principal Jiang looked extremely embarrassed. It seemed that he had squeezed out from the most crowded place. However, the child on his neck was not greatly affected.

"Hey, Principal Jiang, you are here today too?"

"Hey, my kid insisted on coming here to see how lively it was, so he followed the crowd and almost squeezed me to death~!"

The shirt that was originally tucked into the waistband of his pants was now pulled out. Principal Jiang's forehead was covered in sweat, and it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort.

Li Feng was better off. The roadside he chose had a poor view and the crowd was squeezed into the middle of the road, so he was not affected much.

"This is yours. Oh, the little girl is so pretty~!"

He put the child on the ground, looked at Li Feng who also had one riding on his neck, and immediately smiled and asked.

"Yes, Li Hui, come, say hello to your Uncle Jiang, call him uncle~!"

Li Feng shook his shoulders. Li Hui on his neck was still looking at the glazed tiles not far away. After being disturbed by her old father, she reluctantly hugged her father's head and looked at Uncle Jiang below.

"Susu~!"

The little hands that were grabbing his father's hair turned into grabbing his ears on both sides. After the cute little baby called out in a baby voice, he immediately buried his head in his father's hair, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"It's about three years old, yours seems to be about the same age as mine~!"

Jiang Xianda brought his own child over and showed it to Li Feng. In comparison, the little boy, wearing a red star hat and a sailor shirt, saluted Li Feng in a formal manner.

"Yes, he was born in 1963 and will be three in three months. Your boy looks like a capable soldier. He will inherit your legacy sooner or later and will definitely go to the army to train himself in the future~!"

Li Feng could tell how Jiang Xianda, who came from the army, took care of children by looking at the little guy's outfit.

"My son is also born in 1963. Coincidentally, he was born in January. Whether he joins the army or not is up to him. Anyway, as long as he can become a talent, that's all!"

Jiang Xianda touched the child's head with a smile and said something insincerely. If he didn't want his child to join the army, he wouldn't have to dress him up like this.

"Jiang Wen, come on, call me uncle~!" (End of this chapter)