Life is a Game

Early the next morning, Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiming got on the high-speed train to Z city. Jiang Weiming reluctantly sent the two of them to the station, and kept saying that when Jiang Weiming came back, he must tell him that he would pick up the car and let Jiang Weiming stay in the provincial capital for a few more days.

Jiang Weiming didn't have anything, just a few sets of clothes. Zhang Li brought him a small suitcase and packed it up. On the way here, Jiang Feng rushed to get the suitcase, but he wasn't happy about it.

Jiang Feng sent a group message to his family's WeChat

Slender Jiang: Mom and Dad, I can get home tonight!

Mother:?

Father:!

Slender Jiang:?

Father: Son, I have your key.

Slender Jiang: What's wrong?

Mother: Your father and I are at your grandfather's house, you can find an express hotel to stay for one night and come over tomorrow.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Jiang Feng put down his phone, looked at Jiang Weiming, and said awkwardly, "Well, third grandpa, my parents have gone to my grandpa's house."

"My dad took my keys away before."

"The bullet train arrives at eight o'clock, and the bus to the countryside is gone at six o'clock..."

Jiang Weiming: ...

"It's okay." Jiang Weiming comforted Jiang Feng in turn, "It shouldn't be far away, we can walk there."

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

For no reason, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered what Wang Hao said every day some time ago, you are such a genius of logic, I have picked up a ghost.

Jiang Feng managed to find Jiang Weiming, and brought a 97-year-old man all the way to City Z, but he couldn't return to the Express Hotel because he didn't have a key and a home.

Just as he was thinking about whether to stay for seven days or the Hanting tonight, Jiang Feng suddenly thought of someone.

Chen Xiuxiu!

She must have the keys to the house! Now the key to Chen Xiuxiu's house is still hanging on his keychain!

When he was in high school, Jiang Feng had to go home to take a nap at noon, and he always forgot his keys, so Jiang Jiankang gave an extra key to Chen Xiuxiu, who was still in the third year of junior high school, and asked her to open the door for Jiang Feng. As a result, Chen Xiuxiu also had the problem of forgetting to bring her keys after she entered high school, so Chen Duxiu did the same and gave Jiang Feng the keys to the house.

The two of them forgot to bring their keys every now and then, and every time they went back, they felt that the other party had already gone back. The floors of their two families are low, and they can be heard without ringing the doorbell. They also feel a little embarrassed to call each other to open the door for them every day, so the residents of their family downstairs have a strange sight at noon every two years.

Jiang Feng didn't bring the key, so he shouted at the top of his voice downstairs: "Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng, go to my house and open the door for me!"

Chen Xiuxiu didn't bring the key, so she also shouted at the top of her lungs downstairs: "Chen Xiuxiu, Chen Xiuxiu, go to my house and open the door for me!"

At that time, Chen Xiuxiu was still more than 200 kilograms of Chen Xiuxiu, and she was very powerful and penetrating when she shouted, and even those who lived on the top floor could hear what she was shouting clearly.

We are all old neighbors upstairs and downstairs for more than ten years. Watching Chen Xiuxiu and Jiang Feng grow up, everyone was stunned at first. Children are under too much pressure to study, look what they are forcing the children into.

Later, everyone got used to Jiang Feng and Chen Xiuxiu's brains being abnormal.

Jiang Feng searched through wechat friends for a long time, and finally found Chen Xiuxiu. He didn't give Chen Xiuxiu a note, and it was easy to find it by looking at the wechat profile picture. Chen Xiuxiu lost half of himself, and the photo of the wechat profile picture was taken by a beauty camera.

"Have you gone home?" Jiang Feng sent a wechat message.

Within two minutes, Chen Xiuxiu came back: "I'm back early, you haven't had your holiday yet?"

"I arrived today, and my dad took my key to the country. Do you still have my key?"

"Yes, come back and secret me."

Steady!

Jiang Feng announced the good news to Jiang Weiming on the spot.

It turned out that Jiang Weiming was looking at the two cans of kimchi he brought over yesterday.

Jiang Feng had been curious about these two cans of kimchi for a long time.

At first, he thought it was brought to him by Jiang Weiming, but when he left the shop yesterday, Jiang Weiming put the two cans of kimchi back into the cloth bag. Later, he thought that Jiang Weiming brought his own food, but he didn't see him take out the kimchi for dinner yesterday.

Could it be that it was brought to the old man.

Jiang Feng felt that this was the only possibility.

"Third Grandpa, are you going to bring these two cans of kimchi to Grandpa?" Jiang Feng asked.

Jiang Weiming was a little embarrassed, his eyes dodged: "It was brought to you."

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

"Yesterday I saw that you don't like spicy food. My two cans of kimchi are a bit spicy. I'm afraid you don't like it." Jiang Weiming whispered.

The minds of old people are sometimes sensitive and delicate.

Jiang Feng laughed. Putting aside the famous pickles in Sichuan, how could he dislike the gift from his elders.

In order to prove that he really likes Jiang Weiming's kimchi, Jiang Feng opened a can on the spot and put a piece in his mouth without even looking at it.

Once bitten down, it is crispy and delicious.

"It's delicious!" Jiang Feng said with tears in his eyes, "It's almost delicious and I'm crying."

A jar of cucumbers, carrots, cabbage, and garlic, how could he have picked up a red pepper by such a coincidence.

Jiang Feng could only swallow his tears in his heart.

...

The train station was a little far away from Jiang's house, and it was already past nine o'clock when the two arrived. More than eight hours of long high-speed rail made them all a little tired. Jiang Feng was better when he was younger, and Jiang Weiming was already yawning uncontrollably.

The door of the downstairs unit has not been repaired since it was broken during the summer vacation. Jiang Feng felt that the property in their community might not be running away like that Wenzhou boss Huang. When he reached the door, Jiang Feng told Jiang Weiming to wait for a while, and he went to Chen Xiuxiu to get the key.

Chen Xiuxiu lost weight again.

During the summer vacation, I was still a slightly fat person weighing 120 kilograms, but now I am a thin person under the standard of 100 kilograms.

Chen Xiuxiu was wearing sportswear, still sweating, panting heavily, and seemed to be running.

"Here, your key." Chen Xiuxiu handed the key to Jiang Feng, saw Jiang Weiming, and asked, "Who is this grandpa?"

"It's my third grandpa, my grandpa's third brother." Jiang Feng introduced, "Third grandpa, she is my neighbor, Chen Xiuxiu."

"Hello, third grandpa." Chen Xiuxiu said hello, Jiang Weiming smiled at her kindly, and she rolled up her sleeves and went back to run.

Jiang Feng: ...

Just now, he saw the outline of the muscles on Chen Xiuxiu's arm...

Why don't you wait until you come back from the countryside and find some time to wrestle with Chen Xiuxiu to compare which of them is stronger? Jiang Feng felt that Chen Xiuxiu, who weighed more than 200 kilograms, and Chen Xiuxiu, who weighed less than 100 kilograms, had to win one no matter what.

Putting aside the random thoughts in his mind, Jiang Feng went to tidy up Jiang Weiming's room.

The house has been left unoccupied for too long, and there is a lot of dust, but the two of them only slept for one night, and there was no need to clean it too clean. Jiang Feng changed the bed sheet and quilt cover in the guest room, and simply dragged it to the ground, and Jiang Weiming could live in it.

Have a good night's sleep.