Life is a Game

In this way, Jiang Feng boiled the tender juice for another afternoon.

The sweet smell of white sugar wafted from the whole kitchen. Those who didn’t know it thought it was a sugar factory, but the result was obvious, the sugar was gone.

White sugar, granulated sugar, and rock sugar were all gone, and Grandma Jiang's Double Eleven Tun's goods were consumed by Jiang Feng in one day. Including Grandma Jiang, everyone has no opinion on this. Anyone who learns to cook should not waste some ingredients. This is because it is the Chinese New Year. On weekdays, Jiang Jiankang can make do with Jiang Feng's finished products. , At worst, sell it as a special dish.

In the evening, I ate the leftovers and dumplings from noon, and I didn't have time to cook the large intestines in Jiuzhuan. Fortunately, the tender juice can be kept for a few days, and Jiang Weiming's tender juice did not go to waste.

It was a blessing for the old man to work in the kitchen all afternoon, and everyone was happy to eat dumplings. With Jiang Weiming's pickled dried radish, dinner was very pleasant.

After the meal, the old man and Jiang Weiming went out for a stroll as usual, and everyone was doing their own things. Jiang Zaide went back to his room to revise the manuscript for the 26th time. He also yelled that I would quit yesterday. Today, the client paid him a sum of money in addition to the deposit. I obediently went bald and revised the manuscript.

Jiang Feng boiled the sugar for a whole day, and felt that everything smelled sweet. He moved a chair in the yard by himself and played with his mobile phone while cooking a brazier. He suddenly heard the familiar ringtone of his mobile phone in the kitchen.

"Send Lige Red Army..."

Jiang Weiming's cell phone rang.

Jiang Feng went in and took a look. The caller showed Jiang Yanlu, his horrible uncle.

"Hi, hello, I'm Jiang Feng. The third grandpa is out for a walk now. You can call later." Jiang Feng answered the phone.

"I'm just looking for you. I guess my dad is probably walking without a phone at this time, so he called." Jiang Yanlu said calmly on the other end of the phone.

"Find me?"

"Yes, Xiaofeng, can I call you that? I want to ask your current address." Jiang Yanlu was a little nervous.

"Address?" Jiang Feng was even more surprised.

"I...I'll celebrate the New Year with my dad this year." Jiang Yanlu said, "Since my dad doesn't want to come back, we'll go there. I'll find a way to solve the accommodation and meals by myself. I just want...to stay with my dad and celebrate the new year." , it’s best to have a New Year’s Eve dinner together.”

"If you really want to come and live here, you have to settle it yourself. You don't need to eat. Eating with us is just a matter of a few more bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks. How about this? Give me your phone number, and I'll text you the address." Jiang Feng said, if Jiang Weiming is really determined not to wait to see this son, at worst he can just eat and ignore the food.

"Thank you." Jiang Yanlu said, "Please don't tell my dad that I want the address."

"Okay." Jiang Feng vowed.

Turning around, as soon as Jiang Weiming came back, Jiang Feng said the conversation just now, and went into the room after speaking very wittily.

"Third brother, good news!" Jiang Weiguo exclaimed.

"He? Can't come." Jiang Weiming smiled wryly, "Even if my eldest son asks Xiaofeng for his address, he won't come."

...

The next day, Jiang Jiankang went to the town to buy 30 catties of white sugar for Jiang Feng, which was enough for him. Nineteen.

In the past few days, the pigpens of every household in the village have been basically empty, and the air is filled with the flavor of the New Year, and everything is red when they go out.

Red lanterns, red couplets, old people and children are all dressed in red, this village is basically all outsiders, chatting can make up the dialects of seven or eight provinces. There is no ancestral hall, and there are no special New Year ceremonies. Anyway, the purpose of the New Year is to have a lively reunion, and come as you are happy.

At twenty-nine, Jiang Yanlu didn't show up. It seems that Jiang Weiming really answered Jiang Weiming's words, and he couldn't come even after asking for the address.

Jiang Weiming's mood has been a little low these days, and Jiang Feng can tell that he wants to see Jiang Yanlu.

However, many things can not be thought of.

The old man went to someone who slaughtered pigs to ask for pig intestines. Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Jiankang even developed their business to the next village. It is stewed in a large pot, and it is enough to serve a bowl after stewing.

Jiang Jiandang, Jiang Jianshe, and Jiang Jianye went to the town early in the morning to sweep the goods. They would never let go of pig intestines when they saw them.

The old man ordered Jiang Feng to pluck a few green onions from the vegetable field. Before he reached the vegetable field, Jiang Feng was stopped by a well-mannered middle-aged man in his early fifties.

"Hello, young man, do you know where Jiang Yuanchao lives?" the middle-aged man asked.

Jiang Feng reacted for a while before realizing that Jiang Yuanchao was Jiang Weiming. He was a little surprised that Jiang Yanlu really came?

But it doesn't look like age!

"He is my third grandfather who lives in my house. May I ask what you can do with him?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's a coincidence. I'm his son and my name is Jiang Yong. I'm here to talk to him about something." Jiang Yong didn't expect such a coincidence, "Can you please show me the way?"

"Ah? Okay, wait a minute, I'm going to pull out two green onions." Jiang Feng went to pull out the green onions and stroked them. Jiang Yanlu said he would come, but no one came. His youngest son, who hadn't seen him for several years, ran over.

This development...

A little unpredictable!

Jiang Feng pulled out the green onions, and took Jiang Yong home. When he reached the door, Jiang Yong stopped.

"I won't go in. I'll trouble you to talk to him. If he wants to come out, he can come out. If he doesn't want to, please tell me." Jiang Yongdao.

Jiang Feng couldn't figure out the complicated father-son relationship in their family, so he went in to spread the word.

When Jiang Weiming heard that Jiang Yong was coming, he was in a daze for a long time before mustering up his courage and walking out.

Jiang Weiming looked at the youngest son whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years, and his mood was a little complicated. He thought he would never see Jiang Yong again in his life, but he didn't expect that he would come to him on his own initiative.

"you……"

"Brother called me a few days ago." Jiang Yong interrupted Jiang Weiming, "He told me a lot of things, how he has sorry for you these years, I don't like to hear it and I don't want to hear it, but he and I said you found my Seventh Uncle, I think as relatives at least come to see him once."

"I just came here to tell you that Xiao Ran is going to get married. The wedding will be held in May tonight. You are his grandfather. It's up to you whether you go or not." Jiang Yongdao.

It was true that Jiang Yanlu had called him, and what he said was what he thought was funny. His father loved his eldest son all his life, but he didn't care about it when he got old. Jiang Yanlu was really old and confused. He was suppressed by his son and dared not come. .

Jiang Yong didn't know what he was thinking at the time, he actually found the address given by Jiang Yanlu by accident, and bought a plane ticket to come here.

Jiang Yong himself didn't want to admit it, he really wanted to see Jiang Weiming.

"Yesterday, the magazine office was on holiday. I went to meet Uncle Qi and say hello. I'll leave after I see you. I have to go back for the New Year's Eve." Jiang Yongdao.

"When did you book your flight?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"It's early this morning." Jiang Yongdao.

"Don't worry, I'm here, I'll make you a dish, you eat before you leave." Jiang Weiming sighed.

Walked in slowly.

Jiang Yong didn't know why, so he went in with him.

*The group number has been changed, everyone forgot about the Fairy Castle! (‘⌒メ)ノ