59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

The two old men had breakfast.

For breakfast, the adults had bran, and the children had porridge with wild vegetables and tea eggs. The two old men shared one.

But there was leftover duck meat from last night, so it was nutritious.

In later times, bran was ground into small pieces, and with seasoning, it tasted good and was a kind of grain for many people to maintain their health.

But for children, it was not delicious at all.

After the family finished eating, it was almost eight o'clock, and the carriage hired by Chen Jianguo arrived.

"Second uncle, I'm hungry."

The little girl was pestering Chen Jianguo because he had a piece of cornmeal cake left over from last night.

After teasing his niece for a while, Chen Jianguo heard someone calling him at the door. He gave the cake to the little girl, and a group of people left the compound and came to the door.

This is a "two-set" covered carriage. The wheels are automobile wheels eliminated from large carts, commonly known as "rubber-wheeled carts".

The so-called two-set means that because there are many people and goods, an extra donkey is used to pull the cart.

This kind of car has bearings added to the axle and tires, which increases the carrying capacity and speed.

"Brother Jianguo, there are not many things."

The owner of the horse carriage is a young man, who is a little worried that his horse will suffer.

"Okay, don't worry, the horse will never be tired."

Chen Jianguo took out a box of cigarettes and handed it to the owner of the horse carriage.

As the saying goes, you can't afford to buy a mule, and you can't afford to feed a horse.

The horse has a strong pulling force, but it is too expensive and difficult to keep.

Donkeys are easy to keep, but they are weak.

Chen Feng suspected that if it weren't for the lack of food and business, the carriage owner might not be willing to run so far.

Chen Jianjun came out with the bag, and the carriage owner helped to put it into the wooden chair in the carport.

"Comrade from the transport agency, what's your name?"

"My name is Han, Han Fugui."

The coachman lowered his body and held a cigarette for Chen Jianjun to light with a match.

During the War of Liberation, in order to support the front line, all donkey carts and horse carriages were unified, and the Sijiucheng Transport Agency was established to undertake more transportation affairs.

By 1959, China's car ownership had grown from 50,900 in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China to 210,700.

The total national automobile production for the whole year was 19,600, of which the production of heavy-duty trucks accounted for 13,600.

But China is vast and has too many cities. This stock and output is simply a drop in the bucket. If it is distributed evenly, each city will get less than 100 cars.

In the future, the Chinese dream can be realized, and every family can have a car, which is almost unimaginable in this era.

Every family has a bicycle, which is still a bit of a hope.

Before 1978, the total number of motor vehicles in the city was only tens of thousands (I didn't find out the exact number, but it was only tens of thousands anyway), and various agencies and factories regarded cars as more important than their lives.

"Xiao Feng, how about this carriage, isn't it good?"

Chen Jianguo winked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng couldn't complain.

One of his previous wheels was better than it!

Well, he was talking about the super modified electric balance car!

The maximum speed is 46km/h, and it feels like flying after starting!

But the endurance is a bit short.

If there were no drawings, it would be impossible to explain the origin of the car, and gasoline would be a big problem, he would have wanted to use the molecular configuration ability of space, and he would have made a car with scrap iron and copper.

'I'm sorry, my legs! ’

The old man said disdainfully: “If you have real ability, get me a car.”

Chen Jianguo flattered: “Dad, how can I have this face? There are only a few Jiefang brand cars in the entire Dongcheng Branch. The director treats them as his own sons and is not so meticulous to his grandson.”

The Jiefang brand car was trial-produced by the First Automobile Manufacturing Plant in Changchun on July 13, 1956. It is currently the main domestic transport truck.

Most of the transport trucks on the road are foreign goods, purchased from Europe, the United States, the Soviet Union, or captured on the Korean battlefield.

“You have face, maybe you can-”

“Get out!”

“Okay!”

Chen Jianguo waved at the little girl who was eating half a cornmeal cake he had left yesterday.

“Little Lili, see you in a few days, Uncle Er is going to work.”

“Goodbye, Erzhu.”

The little girl ate the cake in her mouth and said unclearly.

After putting everything away, Chen Jianjun carried a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and prepared a lot of bullets.

Ordinary militiamen usually use bolt-action rifles, such as the Hanyang-made and Type 38 rifles whose rifling is almost wiped out.

The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle was put into service on a large scale in 1958.

Chen Feng didn't know whether his cheap father had

Where to get it, and passed the registration.

"Xiao Feng, let Lai Fu stay at home."

Chen Jianjun saw Lai Fu following up and said hurriedly.

Chen Feng still wanted to go to the beach to give Lai Fu a good rest, how could he agree.

"Dad, a dog doesn't weigh much, I will watch it."

"Sit tight!"

Han Fugui and others got on, and with a whip, the carriage began to move.

Most of the alleys in the city of Sijiu are still dirt roads.

There is a poem that says: "Three feet of soil without wind, a street of mud when it rains", "Donkeys can lie on sunny days, and fish can be raised when it rains".

Leave the alley and walk to the right road.

"Ding-dang-dang!"

Hearing the sound of the tram, the little girl stood on a stool, looked at the scene outside the window of the carriage, and shouted happily: "Big pot, big pot, the ding-dang tram is coming."

Because there is a copper bell hanging on the front of the car, as long as the driver steps on the pedal, the bell will make a "ding-dang" sound to remind pedestrians to dodge the vehicle.

So the people in the old city call the tram "motor tram" or "ding-dang car".

Many times, some children who have nothing to do like to run after the tram.

"Sit tight!" Zhou Qing hugged her and said.

"Oh."

The little girl got down immediately.

The carriage moved forward steadily.

It was okay in the city, but it was not easy to walk on the road outside the city.

"Master Han, is there no better cement road to Tianjin?"

Chen Feng sat for a while and felt so shaky that he wanted to sleep, as if he was sitting on the little girl's rocking bed.

Han Fugui said outside the car: "No, I heard that this road is going to be renovated, but it has always been just a rumor."

Chen Feng used to run between Sijiucheng and Tianjin. He remembered that the first expressway in China was the Beijing-Tianjin-Tanggu Expressway.

But this road was started in 1987 and opened to traffic in 1993. It is only 140 kilometers long.

The current Sijiucheng-Tanggu Highway should have been completed during the Beiyang government period.

After decades of wind and rain, it has become a bit bumpy.

Sijiucheng is more than 100 kilometers away from Tianjin. Starting from more than six in the morning, it took until five or six in the afternoon. The carriage took the old road and arrived at the destination at a fairly fast speed.

At noon, I bought a few steamed buns in Langfang and ate them in the carriage.

Chen Feng's grandfather's house is located near the mouth of the Yongding River, not far from the port terminal area.

At present, it is still a fishing village, unlike decades later, when it became the fourth largest Tianjin Port in the world and the most important port hub in the north, with 300,000-ton ships coming and going freely.

There is a small river in the north of the village, separating the village from the port area.

A three-meter-wide suspension wooden bridge has become a hub connecting the north and the south.

"Stop, who are you?"

The old people guarding under the big tree at the entrance of the village immediately asked when they saw the carriage coming in.

A large group of children playing at the entrance of the village gathered around as if they were looking at a rare object.

"Second uncle, it's me, Zhou Qing."

Zhou Qing said by the window.

"Oh, Zhou girl is back."