Life is a Game

Qi Jiangfeng was like this, and boiled the tender juice for another afternoon.

The sweet smell of white sugar floated throughout the kitchen. I didn't know that it was a sugar factory. The results were also remarkable. The sugar was gone.

White sugar, granulated sugar, and rock sugar are gone, and Jiang Feng's goods for Shuangyitun are consumed by Jiang Feng in one day. Everyone, including Grandma Jiang, has no opinion on this. Whoever learns to cook and do n’t waste some ingredients is because it is the New Year. If it ’s weekdays, Jiang Jiankang makes good use of Jiang Feng to make fried products and sell them. , Big deal and sell as specials.

I ate the leftovers and dumplings at noon at night, and I did n’t have time to burn the large intestine. Fortunately, the tender juice can be put on for a few days, but Jiang Weiming's tender juice was not wasted.

Grandpa 活 was busy working in the kitchen for an afternoon, and everyone was very happy to have dumplings. After eating Jiang Weiming's pickled dried radish, it was a pleasant dinner.

After dinner, the old man and Jiang Weiming walked outside as usual. Everyone also did their own work. Jiang Zaide returned to the room for the 26th time to revise the manuscript. He still stunned Lao Tzu yesterday. Today the client paid him a sum in addition to the deposit Obediently went to bald and revised it.

Qijiang Feng boiled sugar for a day, and smelled a bit of sweetness when she smelled everything. She moved a chair alone in the yard while baking a brazier while playing with her mobile phone, and suddenly heard the familiar ringtone in the kitchen.

"One free Rig Red Army ..."

Weijiang Weiming's cell phone rang.

Min Jiangfeng went in and looked at him. The caller showed Jiang Yanlu, his unhappy lobby boss.

"Hello, hello, this is Jiang Feng. The third grandfather is going for a walk now. Please wait for a call." Jiang Feng answered the phone.

"I'm looking for you, I guess my dad called here most of the time without a phone call." Jiang Yanlu said calmly on the phone.

"Find me?"

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

"Address?" Jiang Feng was even more surprised.

"I ... I still spend Chinese New Year with my dad this year." Jiang Yanlu said, "Since my dad is not willing to return, we will go there. I will find a solution for my accommodation and food. I just want to ... with my dad, be one year old. It's best to have a New Year's Eve dinner together. "

"If you really want to come and live, you have to solve it by yourself, you do n’t have to eat rice, and eating with us is just a matter of having a few bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks. So, please give me the phone number and I will text you the address." Jiang Feng said, if Jiang Weiming really stubbornly waited to see this son, he would just care about the food.

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

"Okay." Jiang Feng promised.

Turned around, Jiang Weiming said the conversation just as soon as Jiang Weiming came back, and entered the room with great interest.

"Three brother, good thing!" Jiang Weiguo sighed.

他 "He? Can't come." Jiang Weiming smiled bitterly. "My eldest son, even if he asked Xiaofeng for his address, he would not come."

Uh ...

The next day, Jiang Jiankang went to town and bought Jiang Feng 30 pounds of white sugar, which is enough for him. Jiang Feng did not boil a day of sugar like the previous day. He practiced it for a long time, at night, for a long time, and it was a new year. Nineteen.

In the past few days, the pig pens of each household in the village are basically empty, and the air is filled with the flavor of the year.

Red lanterns, red couplets, old people and children are all red. This village is basically foreign families, and the dialects of seven or eight provinces can be gathered up through chat. There is no shrine, nor is there any special New Year's ritual. The purpose of the New Year is to lively and reunite.

Twenty-nine, Jiang Yanlu didn't show up. It seemed that Jiang Weiming had really responded, and he couldn't come by asking for the address.

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

No matter how many things, you can't just think about it.

Old man, who kills pigs and wants pig intestines on this day, Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Jiankang have developed their business to the next village. They also prepared things like pig tails, pig ears and so on. It is stewed in a large pot. Once it's cooked, serve it in a bowl.

Qijiang Jiandang, Jiang Jianye and Jiang Jianye went to town to scan the goods early in the morning. When they saw the pig's large intestine, they would never let it go. It was necessary to put together a plate of nine-turned pig intestine.

Mr. Yun instructed Jiang Feng to go to the vegetable field to pluck a few onions. Before reaching the vegetable field, Jiang Feng was stopped by a gentle-looking, middle-aged man in his early fifties.

"Hello guy, do you know who Jiang Yuanchao lives in?" The middle-aged man asked.

Min Jiangfeng reacted for a while before he came to the rescue. Jiang Weiming was Jiang Weiming. A little surprised, Jiang Yanlu actually came?

But looking at age is not like it!

"He is my third grandfather who lives in my house. What's the matter with you?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's really coincident. I'm his son. My name is Jiang Yong. I came to tell him something." Jiang Yong didn't expect such a coincidence. "Can you take the trouble?"

"Ah? Okay, wait a minute, I'm going to pull two green onions." Jiang Feng went to pull the green onions by the way, and Jiang Yanlu said that he would come over, but people didn't come. I haven't come to see his younger son for years.

This development ...

I'm a little confused!

Qiu Jiangfeng plucked the shallots and took Jiang Yong home. At the door, Jiang Yong stopped.

"I won't go in. I'm bothering you to tell him. If he wants to come out, he will come out. If you don't want to, please tell me." Jiang Yongdao.

Qiu Jiangfeng couldn't figure out the complicated father-son relationship in their family, so she went in to talk.

Wei Jiang Weiming heard that Jiang Yong was here, and he was stunned for a long time ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ and he got up the courage and went out.

Wei Jiang Weiming looked at a young boy he hadn't seen in more than ten years, and his mood was a bit complicated. He thought he would never see Jiang Yong in his life. He never expected that he would come to find himself.

"you……"

"Brother called me a few days ago." Jiang Yong interrupted Jiang Weiming's words. "He told me a lot of things, and said why he was sorry for you all these years. I don't like to listen and don't want to listen, but he and I said you found my seventh uncle, and I think I must at least meet as a relative. "

"I came to tell you that Xiao Ran is going to get married, and tonight will hold a wedding in May. You are his grandfather, and you can go with you." Jiang Yongdao.

It's true that Yanjiang of Minjiang called him, saying all the funny things he thought. His father hurt his elder son for a lifetime, but he lost control when he was old. Jiang Yanlu was really old and confused. He was not allowed to come by being pressed by his son. Instead, he called his young son who had not returned home for more than ten years. .

Qi Jiangyong did not know what he thought at the time, but he really found out that he had written down the address given by Jiang Yanlu and bought a ticket.

Qi Jiangyong himself did not want to admit it, he really wanted to see Jiang Weiming.

"The magazine was only on holiday yesterday. I went to meet Uncle Qi and say hello. I will leave after seeing it, and I will rush back to the New Year's Eve." Jiang Yongdao.

"When do you book air tickets?" Jiang Weiming asked.

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

"Not in a hurry, all are here. I will cook a dish for you. You can eat before leaving." Jiang Weiming sighed.

I walked in slowly.

Qiu Jiang never knows, so he still went in with him.

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