Sure, here's the translation:
The old man Lian had a warm smile on his face as he looked towards the crowd. The city had changed quite a bit, vastly different from his memories, but the countryside hadn't changed much, especially the people. Many still wore black coarse cloth clothes, with old-fashioned pegged trousers, making him feel a sense of kinship.
He remembered, when he was a child, the villagers dressed like this. In winter, they wore wide cotton pants and small black felt hats...
Ahead, there was a stall set up with a pot selling braised rabbit meat. The old man Lian's smile deepened as he said, "There is still braised rabbit meat nowadays, huh? I remember when I went to the market as a child, adults would buy it for us at home, three copper coins a piece, it was very fragrant and tasted better than homemade."
Wang Liansheng, who was accompanying him, said, "Now it's sold for twenty cents a piece, and thirty cents for a rabbit leg."
