Life is a Game

This time Li Mingyi was not confused for a long time. After returning home, he looked for Jiang Huiqin everywhere. After being comforted by Chen Suhua and drinking a glass of warm water, he gradually calmed down and became sober.

"Xiaofeng, I'm so sorry." Li Mingyi, who was awake, sat on the sofa and put his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose slowly, "Your dish is exactly the same as what your aunt made for me back then."

"It's still available, so I can go down to find your great aunt with peace of mind." Li Ming smiled and picked up the newspaper.

"Dad, what are you talking about? The last time the doctor said you are fine, why can't you go down." Chen Suhua brought him a cup of warm water and put it on the tea table, "Xiaofeng, I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll just take care of you here Now, you go back to eat."

Chen Suhua sent Jiang Feng to the entrance of the corridor, but Jiang Feng was still a little worried: "My uncle didn't eat anything just now, do you want me to go back and bring the porridge?"

Chen Suhua sighed and refused.

"No need, your uncle can't eat anymore."

"He can only drink a small bowl of porridge every day during this time. He went to the hospital for an examination the day before yesterday, and the doctor said that he..."

"He's only half a month old at most."

As he spoke, Chen Suhua's eyes turned red, and tears fell from the frame of his right eye.

Jiang Feng looked back at her in astonishment.

Half a month? !

On the way back, Jiang Feng was even a little dazed.

Li Mingyi is not only his great-uncle, he also witnessed through memory that Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin shared weal and woe when they were young Muai and middle-aged. Although there was only a short glimpse, Li Mingyi's position in his heart will always be is different.

Once Li Ming is gone, there are really few people in this world who can remember Jiang Huiqin.

It wasn't until Jiang Feng came to the door of the store that he came to his senses, remembering that he hadn't checked the mission rewards yet.

Everyone was still eating on the second floor. Jiang Feng went straight into the storage room, clicked on the attribute panel, and found the item column.

[A memory of Jiang Weiguo]: A memory that can be entered repeatedly.

[Land Deed]: The title deed of Taifeng Building. [Available: Yes/No]

Click Yes.

Oddly enough, no title deed appeared out of thin air either.

But this is also normal. Taifenglou was a restaurant in Beiping during the Republic of China, and it probably doesn't exist anymore. The land deeds from the Republic of China are definitely useless now. At most, they can be regarded as old objects and stored at home.

The stingy nature of the game hasn't changed a bit.

Jiang Feng went upstairs to eat with everyone.

Seeing Jiang Feng came back, Jiang Weiguo asked, "How is your uncle?"

"I was fine when I left. I was awake and reading the newspaper." Jiang Feng replied, not wanting to make him sad by telling the old man that Li Ming's time was short.

Jiang Feng sat back in his seat. Almost all the dishes on the table were swept away, and there was a little bit of everything left, which seemed to be specially reserved for him.

"Brother Feng, it turns out that you really didn't brag. Your grandfather's craftsmanship is really unrivaled!" Wang Hao drank the pork rib soup with a contented face, and the expression on his face could be as exaggerated as possible.

"Brother Feng, just tell me if your family has opened a Jiangjia restaurant like Wu Minqi's in your house, with a few Michelin stars, whatever you say, I can bear it!" Looking at the last few grains of rice sticky with gravy in the bowl.

"Give me a few Michelin stars, Michelin tires! You left me so much food that I can't finish it. Who wants these Sixi meatballs?" Jiang Feng picked up a chopstick.

"I."

"Liu Qian, you still eat two meals. It's not good for girls to gain weight if they eat too much. You still have to live broadcast. I'll do it, I'll do it."

"Haozi, don't eat if you're already full of flesh. I'm thin, so I'll eat!"

"Oh, you can be thinner than me, I just didn't eat enough, I eat, I eat!"

"Equal split, how about equal split?" Qiu Chen came out to laugh.

"Ghosts and you share equally!" Everyone said in unison.

A group of people fought over the last Sixi meatball on the plate, completely disregarding their old classmates' friendship, and had no time to pay attention to Jiang Feng anymore.

For the next few days, Jiang Weiguo was in charge.

Jiang Jiankang couldn't think of Shu, and wished he didn't even open the store. Jiang Jianye and Jiang Jianshe were the most straightforward. They closed the pet shop and posted a notice at the door that the owner had something to do. Every day, they squatted in the healthy cooking restaurant to serve the old man. Get rid of the old man's anger, and have already lived in the healthy stir-fry restaurant with his bedding.

Everyone could tell that Jiang Weiguo came to city a because of Jiang Feng, and he praised Jiang Feng every day when he got Jiang Feng, so much so that Jiang Feng couldn't find his way.

When Jiang Weiguo came to City A, the customers of the healthy cooking restaurant would be blessed. The old man is a restless person. Sometimes the guests order the dishes he wants to cook and fry them by himself. In addition, Wang Hao is a big speaker who can't control his mouth. Invincible hand across China.

For a while, the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant was in the spotlight near University A, students flocked here, even many teachers ran here during dinner, everyone was like buying lottery tickets and waiting for the lottery, you will never be able to wait until the dishes are served I don't know that the dish was fried by the old man.

In just four days, the main task was completed.

"Ding, complete the main task: [Stand firm], and get the task reward item: [Decoration Blueprint]."

Decoration drawings?

Jiang Feng was cutting vegetables when he heard the beep, which was a little strange.

Why do you give me the decoration drawings?

The Erbo's family owed more than 100,000 yuan and hadn't finished replacing it. Even if he was Comrade Wang Xiulian's own son, he wouldn't be able to mention renovations at this time!

Jiang Feng and other games released new main missions.

Waited five minutes.

ten minutes.

half an hour.

...

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

What about the main mission? ? ?

What kind of shit game is this? Don't say it for a month once it's updated, and now you don't give half of the main missions, is it so cheating?

What exactly was in the planning mind of this game?

Earth players have no human rights?

Bullying players on Earth with poor internet speed?

People on earth eat your rice and bully people like this?

Jiang Feng scolded the game's planning, main creation, and operation from beginning to end in his heart. When he returned to the dormitory at night, the game did not release any new main missions.

In the main task column, it has successfully changed? ? ?

Jiang Feng figured it out.

main mission.

Gone!

Spicy chicken game, ruin my youth!