Life is a Game

Dinner is very rich.

Pork, beef, mutton, and fish are all available, and the old man even made a big pot of rice with abalone sauce for everyone. But with Zhuyu in the front, it seemed that this sumptuous dinner tasted a little tasteless.

At least Jiang Feng felt that he would at least relive the taste of the small bowl of chickpeas for three days.

It only takes a moment to cultivate the taste, but it takes a long time to recognize the reality.

Because it was the Lantern Festival, everyone ate half a bowl of glutinous rice balls to express their respect for the Lantern Festival, no matter whether they were very full or a little full after the meal.

After eating the glutinous rice balls, everyone sat at the dining table and chatted about what there was and what was not, and bragged about some insignificant awesomeness, then said goodbye to Professor Li and Chen Suhua, and went back to their respective homes.

Wang Hao will not be staying at Jiang Feng's house at night because he has to go to work tomorrow, and Jiang Xiaoran will take his place. Jiang Xiaoran has booked a flight back to Shanghai at noon tomorrow.

After going back, Jiang Xiaoran took out Jiang Weiming's physical examination report from his only big bag and handed it to Jiang Feng. Jiang Jiandang, who understands Jiang Shoucheng, will go back to work at the hospital at 7:00 tomorrow morning, and he will live in a dormitory near the hospital tonight.

When Jiang Feng returned home after delivering the report, he found Jiang Xiaoran sitting alone on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Jiang Xiaoran is still wearing a sweater because he is obviously not used to the heating in the north, but he will soon get used to it. Jiang Feng predicts that he will be hot enough to take off his sweater within 5 minutes.

"Brother Xiaoran, what time is your flight tomorrow at noon?" Jiang Feng asked, pouring Jiang Xiaoran a glass of cold water.

"It's after one o'clock in the noon. I checked the map and it should be fine to start at 11 o'clock." Jiang Xiaoran said.

Jiang Feng nodded: "It's almost 11 o'clock. I'll see you off. Don't worry, I won't be late."

Jiang Xiaoran quickly refused: "No need to deliver, no need to deliver, I just heard from my third uncle that you seem to be open for business tomorrow night, and tomorrow must be very busy, so don't waste time delivering it."

Jiang Feng showed a smile: "It's just on the way, I will pick up my girlfriend's plane that arrives at 12 noon tomorrow."

Jiang Xiaoran:?

Tian was successfully chatted to death by Jiang Feng.

Realizing that he seemed to have touched Jiang Xiaoran's minefield, Jiang Feng coughed lightly, and forcibly changed the subject: "Brother Xiaoran, your New Year's Eve dinner this year should be cooked by Third Grandpa."

"Yes." Jiang Xiaoran was successfully changed from the topic, showing a slight smile, "This year's New Year's Eve dinner was made by grandpa, and my mother refused to let me be grandpa. I didn't cook too much. Three hot dishes and three cold dishes totaled Six dishes, anyway, our family is not enough to eat."

"My words may sound unfilial to you. I actually don't have much affection for my grandfather." Jiang Xiaoran didn't know why he suddenly wanted to talk about this with Jiang Feng. Anyway, he just wanted to talk, since he was eating chickpea pudding in the afternoon .

"You may not be clear. My father and grandpa have had a bad relationship since I was a child." Jiang Xiaoran suddenly recalled the past. Grandpa calls, but sometimes I call grandma. I don’t communicate with my uncle’s family, and I don’t even remember what my uncle and my cousin look like.”

"During the Chinese New Year this year, my grandpa lived in our house. I heard from my grandpa and my mother that I didn't remember a single thing I did when I went back to my grandpa's house during the Chinese New Year when I was a child. The only thing I remember is the time when my dad beat me to tears. Because my dad never took me back to my grandpa's house during Chinese New Year after that time, it was my mom who took me back."

"I don't even remember much about what my grandfather was like before, but I seemed to remember it when I ate chickpea curd this afternoon." Jiang Xiaoran looked at Jiang Feng, as if he was making up his mind.

"I feel that grandpa has become younger."

"Huh?" Jiang Feng was shocked by this blunt turning point, "Young?"

"The only impression I had of my grandfather was that he was very old, anyway...he was much older than my grandfather anyway." Jiang Xiaoran didn't know how to describe it, "I didn't remember it at first, but this afternoon my grandfather When the chickpea flower was brought out and told us to eat with a smile, I immediately remembered it.”

"When I was young, my grandpa would smile and tell me to eat vegetables during Chinese New Year, but that smile is different from the present one. That smile is not really a happy one."

Jiang Feng took a sip of water and listened quietly, he felt that what Jiang Xiaoran really wanted to tell him was not this.

Jiang Xiaoran used his poor language to describe Jiang Weiming in his childhood memories this afternoon, the Jiang Weiming who had never been really happy with a smile on his face.

"Cousin Jiang Feng, do you think Beiping is a good place?" Jiang Xiaoran asked suddenly.

"Of course it's a good place," Jiang Feng said.

"How does it compare to the Devil's City?"

Jiang Feng was a little entangled: "I don't know about this. I have never lived in Shanghai. It should be fine, but there is heating in Beiping."

"Brother Xiaoran, why did you suddenly ask this?" Jiang Feng asked.

"My dad told me last night that he planned to move to Beiping, and asked me if I would like to." Jiang Xiaoran said, "At first he wanted to keep grandpa in Shanghai, but we can all see that grandpa wants to live in Beijing even more. Peking."

Jiang Feng almost choked to death on his own saliva. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yong usually seems to be doing things in a stable manner, and he is also the editor-in-chief of "Zhiwei" magazine, but he is really so reckless in doing things.

Such a big event as moving is actually the same as a business trip.

"Are you willing?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"I definitely don't want to. I have lived in Shanghai since I was a child, and I even went to university in Shanghai." Jiang Xiaoran said, "And this is not a simple matter of moving. Me, my mother and my father, The three of us all work in Shanghai, and this is simply not something that can be resolved by talking about it."

"However, when cousin Zaide and cousin Shoucheng were chatting with me this afternoon, I suddenly discovered that I was an unfilial grandson."

Jiang Feng: ...

Our requirements for filial piety to grandchildren are very high, and you don't have to embarrass yourself with such high standards.

"I am also a person who is almost 30. I have a stable job and a fixed deposit, but I have never taken care of my grandpa."

"I knew that my grandfather lived alone in the country, but I never thought about going to see him, looking for him, calling him, let alone taking him over."

"I completely forgot about him, I forgot I had a grandpa."

Jiang Feng was stunned.

"But you are different. You have never seen my grandfather, and you don't even know his existence. Just because you saw a photo and had a guess, you went all the way to find him."

"It's obviously my grandfather, but it's you who are filial."

"I..." Jiang Xiaoran was a little speechless.

"Thanks."

Jiang Feng looked at him silently.

He is not qualified to judge this matter, even though he knows the cause and effect of the whole matter better than Jiang Xiaoran. Everyone is at fault for this matter, even Jiang Weiming himself is no exception, Jiang Xiaoran is the most innocent among them.

But now, the most innocent people are guilty, but the most guilty people are indifferent.

The two remained silent like this.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, which was just right, which gave Jiang Feng a chance to get up and run to the door.

It was Ji Yue, holding two jars in her hands, but she didn't know when she would come back.

"When did you come back?" Jiang Feng asked.

"I just arrived. My old Zhang picked me up. These are two... two... two sauces that my mother tried during the Chinese New Year. I'm afraid I'll forget about it when I pack up, so I just Take it out for you first, is your Qiqi back?" Ji Yue probed inside, "Boss Jiang, can you go in first before me, it's really cold outside!"

Jiang Feng hurriedly turned to let Ji Yue in, and introduced Jiang Xiaoran to Ji Yue by the way: "This is my cousin, the third grandpa's grandson."

"Hello, my name is Ji Yue. I'm the lobby manager of Taifeng Building. I live upstairs." Ji Yue said.

"Hi, my name is Jiang Xiaoran." Jiang Xiaoran nodded at Ji Yue.

Ji Yue looked around the room again: "Your Qiqi hasn't come back yet?"

"She will arrive at noon tomorrow," Jiang Feng said.

Ji Yue looked envious: "It's great that your back kitchen can report again at noon tomorrow, unlike our lobby, which will start cleaning and tidy tomorrow morning."

Saying that, Ji Yue sighed deeply, and it was written all over her face that I didn't want to go to work.

"I don't have anything else to do. I thought your Kiki came here and wanted to borrow a curling iron from her." Ji Yue stuffed the two bottles of sauce in her hand to Jiang Feng, "This is egg yolk lotus seed paste made by my mother." Rose sauce, it’s delicious to eat directly with noodles or dipped in bread!”

Jiang Feng:?

Say it again, what sauce?

"Egg yolk lotus paste rose sauce? Isn't egg yolk lotus paste a mooncake?" Jiang Feng's world view was greatly impacted.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, it really tastes like a moon cake. I don't know what is added in it. Anyway, my mother told me that this is called egg yolk lotus paste rose sauce. She made the sauce. Yes, she chose the name, and I can't help it." Ji Yue shrugged, "Don't be intimidated by its name, this sauce is really delicious."

"I'm going back to clean up first. Axue and Xia Xia won't arrive until four or five in the morning. I really don't understand. I haven't lived in it for more than half a month. Why is there so much dust in the house? The doors and windows were closed before I left. Alright." Ji Yue muttered and left.

Jiang Feng looked at the bottle in his hand. It was a very ordinary bottle that could be seen everywhere in supermarkets and should theoretically contain olives.

Who would have thought that this bottle contained egg yolk, lotus paste and rose sauce?

Jiang Feng raised the bottle and said to Jiang Xiaoran, "Do you want to taste it with me?"

Jiang Xiaoran: "...Let's have a taste."

A minute later, Jiang Feng and Jiang Xiaoran were sitting at the dining table, each dipping a small iron spoon for stirring coffee into the egg yolk, lotus seed paste and rose sauce in the bottle, eating happily.

What Ji Yue said was right, such a magical sauce with unknown ingredients really tasted like eating egg yolk and lotus seed paste mooncakes.

It's a wonderful feeling, who knows who eats it.

"So Brother Xiaoran, what are your plans now?" Jiang Feng asked in a very casual tone, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

Many questions that would be embarrassing to say under normal circumstances come when you can open your mouth while eating.

This may be the charm of food.

It may also be the magic of egg yolk lotus paste and rose sauce.

"I don't think it's realistic to move to Beiping, but if I have the opportunity to come to Beiping for a long-term business trip or transfer to work for a period of time, I think it is acceptable." Jiang Xiaoran said, "Actually, my dad and his magazine are here in Beiping. There is quite a lot of work in one piece, if he wants to, he can probably come here for a few months on a business trip."

"I'll go back and apply to the leader, maybe I can work here for a few months."

Jiang Feng knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string song: "We still have some well-decorated houses for rent in this community. If you are sure, I can help you contact an intermediary to rent a house."

"Don't tell my grandfather first, tell him after you're sure, so as not to disappoint him." Jiang Xiaoran laughed.

"OK."