Life is a Game

If one had to use one sentence to describe Jiang Feng's performance at the New Year's Eve dinner last night, it would probably be "died before leaving school, making the hero burst into tears."

Even though it was the morning of the first day of the new year and was awakened by the sound of firecrackers, Jiang Feng still had the memory of last night's New Year's Eve dinner fight in his mind.

When he was helping the old man last year, Jiang Feng still remembered to eat more in the kitchen to pad his stomach. This year may be because he was too nervous to handle the spoon in the first year. What Jiang Feng was thinking about was whether the food would be enough, and he completely forgot about the serious question of whether he could eat.

Let's put it this way, if it wasn't for the fact that Jiang Feng's tables were all junior tables, he would have already established an extremely lofty position among his cousins.

It's too tragic.

It was brutal.

The eight characters of the law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest were vividly reflected on the Jiang family's New Year's Eve dinner table.

Jiang Feng sighed, glanced at the time, it was only a few minutes past six, and got up to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

This may be the tragedy of those in power in the Jiang family. While gaining everyone's respect, they have to get up early to make breakfast.

The whole family is still waiting for the porridge in the morning, and Grandma Jiang is still waiting for the red bean glutinous rice balls.

Hey, it's the first day of the Lunar New Year, can't we skip breakfast?

Jiang Feng, who insisted on eating breakfast every New Year's Day, said that he only wanted to eat but not to cook.

Before Jiang Feng reached the yard, he ran into Jiang Weiming who had gotten up early. Jiang Weiming seemed in a very good mood. Although the smile on his face was the same as usual, Jiang Feng could feel that his smile was not habitual The smile on the face is a smile from the heart.

"Third Grandpa, Happy New Year." In fact, Jiang Feng had said this to Jiang Weiming after midnight last night, but he felt that he should say it again on the morning of the first day of the new year.

"Happy New Year, did Xiaofeng eat enough last night?" Jiang Weiming asked with a smile.

Jiang Feng: ...

He had to rely on Jiang Junlian to pick up food for him if he didn't get any food last night, even the third grandpa saw it?

Jiang Feng's heart was full of turmoil, and he was still trying to maintain a happy New Year expression on his face. He said a little stiffly: "I'm full, how can I not be full after the Chinese New Year?...I also ate half a bowl of rice."

In fact, Jiang Feng misunderstood what Jiang Weiming meant. He said that what he said just now was just to lead to the next sentence: "I just made Chaoshou, and I also made some noodles and mixed the sauce. Xiaofeng can go to the kitchen to cook whatever he wants. Well, I remember that there is still leftover broth from yesterday, so you can cook it directly with the broth."

Jiang Feng immediately regained his energy, and without even thinking about it, Jiang Weiming prepared his hands at six o'clock, and adjusted the sauce for the noodles at what time. Run to the kitchen.

Drink porridge in the morning just for fun, but if you really want to eat breakfast, you have to see grandpa and third grandpa.

When Jiang Feng ran into the kitchen, the old man and Grandma Jiang were also in the kitchen.

The old man is frying spring rolls, just started frying, fragrant and tempting, Grandma Jiang is eating chao shou, boiled in clear water with seasoning added, one bite at a time.

"Xiaofeng is up, cook what you want." Grandma Jiang said with a smile.

Obviously, Jiang Feng was the first to get up in the Jiang family except for the three older generations.

Not only do you not have to make your own breakfast, but you have to eat it, and you can even choose it yourself.

There is no doubt about what to choose. There is still a large pot of broth in the refrigerator that was left over from yesterday. Jiang Feng divided the large pot of broth into two parts and poured them into two pots, one pot for Chao Shou and the other pot for noodles. Naturally, it is impossible for him to finish a large pot of broth. Anyway, there are still people getting up one after another. If they want to eat, they can cook it by themselves. He has already poured the broth into the pot first.

A dozen chaoshou, half a bowl of noodles, some broth, and the sauce prepared by Jiang Weiming, squatting next to the old man's pot to watch the freshest fried spring rolls, crispy and delicious, Jiang Feng is happy Like a fairy.

After the happiness, Jiang Feng did not forget to leave something else for the Jiang family. Everyone bought a lot of fresh seafood for his needs during the Chinese New Year this year. They didn't use much at all on the New Year's Eve. There were still a lot of fish, shrimp and crabs in the kitchen. with. Cooking porridge was the easiest thing for Jiang Feng, and it was easy to handle. He didn't need to use his brain or effort. Jiang Feng cooked a pot of seafood porridge, and left the kitchen after the porridge was cooked.

His phone is still in the room.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, Jiang Feng ran into Jiang Junlian who had just woken up, her hair was still messy and she hadn't combed it at first glance. She didn't know if she had washed her face and brushed her teeth, and she was still wearing pajamas.

It was a rare thing to meet Jiang Junlian this early in the morning. She usually slept in on the first day of the new year every year, and slept until the fifth aunt went to her room to arrest her and go to the village to pay New Year's greetings. Basically, I didn't catch up with breakfast, and I always eat it while paying New Year's greetings.

As soon as Jiang Junlian saw Jiang Feng's eyes lit up, she grabbed him with neither force nor voice. She carefully looked around and asked in a low voice like an underground party joint: "Brother, do you have breakfast in the kitchen?"

"Yes." Jiang Feng was subconsciously lowered by Jiang Junlian's voice, "There are chaoshou, noodles and seafood porridge, and grandpa is still frying spring rolls."

Jiang Junlian immediately regained her spirits, her eyes shone with a strange light. Jiang Feng thought she was about to run to the kitchen, but she didn't expect Jiang Junlian to run back. When Jiang Feng was still standing in a daze, he dragged his eyes and looked sleepy, with a slap balance in his hand. Most likely, Jiang Junlian, who was woken up by her and still dazed, went to the kitchen to soak, cursing in a low voice while running.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! There are Chaoshou in the kitchen, noodles, seafood porridge, and spring rolls. I set the alarm clock this morning and knew that my little brother would make delicious food. If I don't go to Dad's alarm clock, they will wake up! "

Jiang Feng: ...

What else can he say, maybe this is the relationship between the twin sisters, and they don't forget to call the other one when they have dinner.

Jiang Feng shook his head and went back to the room. He picked up his phone and saw that the six missed calls were all from Xia Xia, which showed Xia Xia's determination and perseverance to be the first to call him for New Year's greetings.

Jiang Feng was about to call back when the seventh call came.

answer.

"Happy New Year, master! Am I the first one to call you this year? You probably haven't received any calls from others before?" As soon as I answered the call, I heard Xia Xia's energetic and excited voice. As soon as he heard the voice, he knew that Xia Xia on the other end of the phone was very happy.

Sure enough, it is more happy to go home for the Chinese New Year and be with mother-in-law, cousins, and cousins, or the Chinese New Year itself is very happy. Jiang Feng felt that the energy in Xia Xia's words now was much better than when he was in Taifeng building before the new year was approaching.

"Of course Xia Xia was the first to call for New Year's greetings. It's only a little past seven o'clock now. Who would call for New Year's greetings so early like you." Jiang Feng said with a smile, "Have Xia Xia had breakfast yet?"

"Eat, master, let me tell you, I made all the breakfast in our family this morning. I made fried noodles, egg noodles, beef noodles and fish ball noodles. My sister made fried sauce and stewed beef, but the fish I made the pill myself! Not only did my mother-in-law say it was delicious, but even my uncle, aunt, and sister Pingping all said it was delicious, and my aunt also said that I can be a chef like my sister in the future." In Xia Xia's words Full of pride, "Master, have you had breakfast?"

"Eat, I ate chaoshou, noodles, and fried spring rolls this morning," Jiang Feng said.

"Wow." Xia Xia sighed, not knowing which one she wanted to eat.

"How about Xia Xia, is it going well this year when you go home for the New Year?" Jiang Feng began to ask routinely, and he couldn't be blamed for asking such boring questions. Even if Xia Xia and Ji Xue have money now, they still buy train tickets according to the old habit. Sleeper berths are reluctant to buy seat tickets. The train transfers to the shuttle bus, and they have to walk halfway. It will take more than a day for these two sisters to go home during the Chinese New Year. During this time, carrying big and small bags is much more bumpy than ordinary people's journey home during the New Year.

Xia Xia began to tell Jiang Feng what he saw on the train when he returned home during the Chinese New Year. After returning home, his uncle, aunt, and a few cousins ​​reacted. He focused on telling about Jiang Feng's brilliant achievements this year under the propaganda of his mother-in-law. , everyone knows what a powerful master she has worshiped.

It's all some trivial things, but Xia Xia's mouth expresses a feeling of returning home.

Like last year, Xia Xia didn't mention her parents at all.

"Oh, and, Master, my mother-in-law dried a lot of dried fish this year, and she carefully picked them out. I'll ask my sister to bring them to you after the year."

Jiang Feng caught something wrong in Xia Xia's words: "Why did you ask Ji Xue to bring it to me?"

Xia Xia's tone didn't change, she was still as relaxed and happy as before, as if she was talking about a happy little thing: "Because I've made a decision, I won't go back after this year."

"I'm going to Zhiweiju."

Obviously this is what everyone hopes, and it is also the smoothest and most suitable path that Jiang Feng and the others have planned for Xia Xia before, but when these words are spoken from Xia Xia's mouth, in such a flat, relaxed and cheerful tone, Jiang Feng doesn't even think about it. know how to answer.

"Master, I think it's good to go to Zhiweiju. I watched the variety show where you competed with Zhiweiju before. I think the masters in Zhiweiju have a good temper and good craftsmanship. The dim sum they make looks very delicate." Beautiful, I just can't do that."

"Master, you are so powerful. Now even mother-in-law, uncle, aunt, and Sister Pingping know that you are very good, and my junior sister is also very good. You are better than me in chopping vegetables or cooking vegetables, and you can give me advice. I don't want to stay. Going on like this in the store will hold you back, lest one day others hear that I am your apprentice, and I will embarrass you and my junior sister?" Xia Xia's voice was still as excited as before, and the more she spoke, the deeper she became, the more she spoke. Whisper.

Jiang Feng's mood became lower and lower just like Xia Xia's voice.

They didn't want to help Xia Xia make the choice before, but now Xia Xia made the choice himself, and he didn't like it even more.

"Xia Xia, there is one thing you need to know. If you really go to Zhiweiju and the masters of Zhiweiju to study, you may not be able to come back for many years, and you may not be able to see us once or twice a year." Jiang Feng said only Feeling bitter in the mouth, there is a kind of entangled feeling that the child has finally grown up, but he really doesn't want the child to grow up.

"You have to get used to the environment of Zhiweiju, familiar with the people of Zhiweiju, live alone, and be prepared to practice ten hours a day. You may not have time to go home during the Chinese New Year, and you may not see us once a year." What Jiang Feng said was what Xia Xia was about to face, and there were more but he didn't say.

Xia Xia didn't go to Zhiweiju to study in a closed private school, she went to learn from a teacher to endure hardship. She has to start as an apprentice, even if she has a good talent and a certain foundation, but he still has to start from scratch and re-learn the basic skills. It may even suffer more because of its excellent talent. After all, the world always places high expectations on geniuses and puts more pressure on them.

Zhiweiju is not like Taifeng Building, Zhiweiju is open all year round, even if it is New Year's Eve, those white case masters have to go to work as usual. Naturally, Xia Xia was no exception when she entered as an apprentice, and she might even have no annual leave for the first three or four years.

But these are minor issues.

Maybe the masters of Zhiweiju will take care of Xia Xia in life for the sake of Jiang Feng and Taifenglou, but she will still face many problems outside of life.

What Jiang Feng was really worried about was Xia Xia's psychological distress. He knew very well that even though Xia Xia had reached the age of a high school student, her heart was far younger than that of ordinary high school students. Because of her growing environment and family environment, Xia Xia is more extreme than many children, and she is also more extreme than many children. She is full of edges and corners, full of thorns, and there are many years in her life that do not even have much happiness.

She is more mature than ordinary children, but also more childish than ordinary children.

She is sharper than ordinary children, and more fragile than ordinary children.

Even though the edges, corners and thorns on Xia Xia's body have been smoothed out by everyone in Taifeng Building in the past two years, it doesn't mean they don't exist.

They are just hidden, very deep.

Of course, Jiang Feng hoped that his worries were superfluous, and they were simply cares from his old father's needless and cranky thoughts. Because Xia Xia proposed to go to Yongheju this time, Jiang Feng also believed that Xia Xia really wanted to go and was willing to go.

"Xia Xia, are you really ready?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Master, I'm ready." Xia Xia said, with no sense of loss or frustration in her words, "Grandma is right, master and junior sister are both so good, I want to become as good as you, I want to be yours Apprentice, senior sister who deserves to be a junior sister."

"And my mother-in-law has already set up a data plan for me, so I can make video calls to you after get off work at night."

"I'll go back to Taifeng Building after I've finished my studies. Master, I will definitely be on the list of famous chefs like you in the future."

Jiang Feng wanted to say something else, but he felt it was unnecessary.

"Okay." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

His apprentice finally grew up.

Xia Xia is no longer the former Ji Xia kid.

Although he is not ready yet, Xia Xia has grown up rapidly and has begun to take responsibility for his own life.

Good.