Extra 2: Season and Summer (3)
If you want to use one sentence to describe Jiang Feng's performance at the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner last night, it is probably "Die before the teacher is ready, and the hero will be full of tears." β
Even though he was woken up by the sound of firecrackers on the morning of New Year's Day, Jiang Feng still had the memory of last night's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in his mind.
Obviously, when he helped the old man last year, Jiang Feng still remembered to eat more in the kitchen to cushion his stomach. This year, probably because he was too nervous in the first year, Jiang Feng was worried about how to eat enough dishes, and completely forgot about the serious question of whether he could eat it.
Let's just put it this way, if it weren't for Jiang Feng's table being a junior table, he would have established an incomparably lofty position among his cousins and cousins, Jiang Junqing, Jiang Junlian would have become a little brother licking a dog, and Jiang Feng might not even be able to eat enough last night.
It's tragic.
It's brutal.
The eight words of the weak and the survival of the fittest were vividly reflected on the Jiang family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner table.
Jiang Feng sighed, glanced at the time, and got up to prepare to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.
This may be the sorrow of the Jiang family's rulers, who have to get up early to make breakfast while gaining everyone's respect.
The whole family is still waiting to drink porridge in the morning, and Grandma Jiang is still waiting to eat red beans and small rice balls.
Hey, can't you skip breakfast on the first day of the Lunar New Year?
Jiang Feng, who insists on eating breakfast on the first day of the Lunar New Year every year, said that he just wants to eat and does not want to cook.
Jiang Feng bumped into Jiang Weiming, who had already gotten up before he walked to the yard, Jiang Weiming seemed to be in a very good mood, although the smile on his face was no different from usual, but Jiang Feng could feel that his smile at this time was not a habitual smile on his face, but a smile from his heart.
"Third grandfather, happy new year. In fact, Jiang Feng had said this to Jiang Weiming after 0:00 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 Xiao Feng eat enough last night?" Jiang Weiming asked with a smile.
Jiang Feng: ......
He didn't grab the vegetables last night, and he had to rely on Jiang Junlian to pick up the vegetables for him, even the third grandfather saw it?
Jiang Feng's heart was already turbulent, and he was still trying to maintain a good New Year's expression on his face, and said a little stiffly: "I'm full, how can I not be full for the New Year?...... I also ate half a bowl of rice. β
In fact, Jiang Feng misunderstood Jiang Weiming's meaning, he said that what he said just now was just to lead to the next sentence: "I just wrapped my hand, and I also made some noodles and mixed the sauce, Xiao Feng can go to the kitchen to cook and eat whatever he wants, I remember that there is still a remnant of yesterday's broth, you can take the broth and cook it directly." β
Jiang Feng was immediately energetic, and he didn't even think much about Jiang Weiming's preparation at six o'clock, and the noodles were adjusted What time did the sauce get up, and he forgot his identity as the head of the Jiang family, so he spread his legs and ran towards the kitchen.
Drinking porridge in the morning is a pleasure, and 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 was frying spring rolls, just starting to fry them, the fragrance was tempting, Grandma Jiang was eating and copying her hands, boiling them in water and adding seasonings, one bite at a time.
"Xiao Feng is up, what you want to eat and cook it yourself. Grandma Jiang said with a smile.
Obviously, Jiang Feng was the first of the Jiang family to rise up except for these three older generations.
Not only do you not have to make your own breakfast, you also have to eat it, and you can even choose it yourself.
There is no doubt about what to choose, there is still a big pot of stock in the refrigerator that was left over from yesterday, Jiang Feng divided this large pot of stock into two parts, and poured them into two pots respectively, one pot to cook the hands and the other to cook the noodles. Naturally, it was impossible for him to finish eating a big pot of broth, anyway, there were still people coming up one after another, and if they wanted to eat it, they just had to cook it themselves, and he had already poured the broth into the pot first.
More than a dozen hands, a small half bowl of noodles, some broth, and then with the sauce prepared by Jiang Weiming, squatting by the old man's pot to guard the freshest fried fragrant hot mouth, extremely crispy and delicious spring rolls, Jiang Feng is happy like a fairy.
After the happiness, Jiang Feng did not forget to leave something else for the Jiang family, this year's New Year should be his needs, everyone bought a lot of fresh seafood, Chinese New Year's Eve night did not use much at all, and there were many fish, shrimp and crabs raised in the kitchen. Cooking porridge is the easiest thing for Jiang Feng, handy, no 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 his room.
As soon as he arrived in the main hall, Jiang Feng ran into Jiang Junlian, who had just gotten up and her hair was still messy, and she didn't know if she had washed her face and brushed her teeth, and she was still wearing pajamas.
It is a rare thing to meet Jiang Junlian early in the morning, she basically has to sleep lazily on the first day of the Lunar New Year every year, and sleep until the fifth aunt goes to the room to arrest her and go to the village to pay New Year's greetings. Breakfast is basically not in time, and it is all eaten while greeting the New Year.
Jiang Junlian's eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Feng, and she grabbed him, the strength was not heavy, and the voice was not loud, and she carefully checked the surroundings and asked in a low voice, "Little brother, is there breakfast in the kitchen?"
"Yes. Jiang Feng was unconsciously lowered a lot by Jiang Junlian's voice, "There are copying hands, noodles and seafood porridge, and grandpa is still frying spring rolls." β
Jiang Junlian was immediately refreshed, her two eyes emitted a strange light, Jiang Feng thought that she was going to run to the kitchen with her legs outstretched, but she didn't expect Jiang Junlian to spread her legs and run back. When Jiang Feng was still standing in a daze, he dragged it and looked sleepy-eyed, and there was a slap in his hand, and there was a chance that Jiang Junlian, who was still confused after being awakened by her, went to the kitchen to soak, and scolded quietly while running.
"Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep! There are copyists in the kitchen, noodles, seafood porridge and spring rolls, I specially set the alarm clock this morning to know that the little brother will make good food, and if I don't go to Dad's alarm clock, they will get up!"
Jiang Feng: ......
What else can he say, maybe this is the love of twin sisters, and don't forget to call another one when there is food.
Jiang Feng shook his head and went back to the room, picked up his mobile 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 to call you this year, you shouldn't have received a New Year's call from others before, right?" As soon as I answered, I heard Xia Xia's energetic and excited voice on the other end of the phone, and as soon as I heard the voice, I knew that Xia Xia on the other end of the phone was very happy.
Sure enough, it's more happy to go home for the New Year and be with my mother-in-law, cousins, and cousins, or the New Year itself is worth being happy. Jiang Feng felt that the spirit in Xia Xia's words now was much better than when he was in Taifeng Building before the Chinese New Year was approaching.
"Of course, Xia Xia was the first to make a New Year's call, and now it's only a little more than seven o'clock, who would call the New Year's call so early as you. Jiang Feng smiled, "Did Xia Xia have breakfast?"
"Yes, Master, let me tell you, I made breakfast at our house this morning. I made fried sauce noodles, egg noodles, beef noodles and fish ball noodles, and my sister made fried sauce and braised beef, but I made the fish balls myself! Not only did my mother-in-law eat it and say it was delicious, but even my uncle, aunt, and sister Pingping all said that it was delicious, and my aunt also said that I could be a chef like my sister in the future. Xia Xia's words were full of pride, "Master, have you had breakfast?"
"I ate it, I ate the shouhou, the noodles, and the 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 to go home for the Chinese New Year this year?" Jiang Feng began to ask routinely, and he couldn't blame him for asking this kind of question that sounded a little boring. Xia Xia and Ji Xue even if they have money now to travel, they will still buy train tickets according to the old habits, sleepers are reluctant to buy tickets, train transfers, and walk halfway, the sisters have to spend more than a day to return home for the New Year, and the big bags and small bags are carried on a much more bumpy road home than ordinary people.
Xia Xia began to tell Jiang Feng what she saw on the train when she returned home for the New Year, and after returning home, her uncle, aunt and a few cousins reacted, focusing on the fact that under the propaganda of her mother-in-law, her relatives knew Jiang Feng's brilliant achievements this year, and everyone knew what a powerful master she worshipped.
It's all some bits and pieces, but in Xia Xia's mouth, he said 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, which she carefully selected, and I will ask my sister to bring it to you after the New Year. β
Jiang Feng grasped the wrong thing in Xia Xia's words: "Why did you let Ji Xue bring it to me?"
Xia Xia's tone did not change, and she was as relaxed and happy as before, as if she was saying a happy little thing: "Because I have decided, I will not go back after the year." β
"I'm going to Zhiweiju. β
Obviously, this is what everyone wants, and it is also the smoothest and most suitable path that Jiang Feng and they had planned for Xia Xia before, but when these words came out of Xia Xia's mouth, in such a plain, relaxed and pleasant tone, Jiang Feng didn't even 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, and I think those masters in Zhiweiju have good tempers and good craftsmanship, and the dim sum they make looks very delicate and beautiful, and I can't do that at all. β
"Master, you are so powerful, now even your mother-in-law, uncle, aunt, and Sister Pingping know that you are very powerful, and your junior sister is also very powerful, whether it is cutting vegetables or stir-frying, you are better than me and can still guide me. I don't want to stay in the store and drag you back like this, lest one day others hear that I am your apprentice and embarrass you and your junior sister?" Xia Xia's voice was as excited and high as before at the beginning, and the more she spoke, the lower it became, and the more she spoke, the quieter it became.
Jiang Feng's mood became deeper and deeper as Xia Xia's voice grew.
Before, they didn't want to help Xia Xia make a choice, but now that Xia Xia made a choice by himself, he was even more unpleasant.
"Xia Xia, one thing you have to know, if you really go to study in Zhiweiju and those masters of Zhiweiju, 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 only felt bitter in his mouth, there was a kind of entanglement that the child had finally grown up, but he didn't want the child to grow up.
"You have to adapt to the environment of Zhiweiju, you are familiar with the people of Zhiweiju, live alone, be prepared to practice for ten hours a day, you may not have time to go home during the Chinese New Year, you may not see us once a year. Jiang Feng said that these are all things that Xia Xia is about to face, and there are many more, but he didn't say it.
Xia Xia went to Zhiweiju not to study in a closed private school, she went to learn art from a teacher to endure hardships. She has to start as an apprentice, even if the talent is very good, even if he has a certain foundation, he still has to start from scratch and re-practice the basic skills. It may even suffer more because of its excellent talent, after all, the world always has high hopes for genius and puts more pressure on it.
Zhiweiju is not like Taifeng Building, Zhiweiju is open all year round, even those white case masters in Chinese New Year's Eve have to go to work as usual. Xia Xia went in as an apprentice, and naturally it was no exception, and she might not even have annual leave for the first three or four years.
But these are minor problems.
Maybe those masters of Zhiweiju will take more care of Xia Xia in life for the sake of Jiang Feng and Taifeng Lou's face, but she will still face many problems outside of life.
What Jiang Feng was really worried about was that Xia Xia couldn't get over psychologically, he knew very well that even though Xia Xia had reached the age of a high school student, her mental age was far inferior to that of an ordinary high school student. Because of her growing up environment and family environment, Xia Xia is more extreme than many children, and more extreme than many children, she is full of edges and corners, full of thorns, and there are many years in her life that there is not even much happiness.
She is more mature than the average child, and more naΓ―ve than the average child.
She is sharper than the average child, and more fragile than the average child.
Even if the edges and thorns on Xia Xia's body have been smoothed out a lot by the people of Taifeng Building in the past two years, it does not mean that they do not exist.
They just hid, hid deeply.
Of course, Jiang Feng hoped that his worries were superfluous, just simple concerns from his old father's senseless thoughts. Because Xia Xia took the initiative 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, completely devoid of loss and frustration in her words, "Mother-in-law is right, the master and the junior sister are so good, I want to become as good as you, I want to be your apprentice, worthy of being the senior sister of the junior sister." β
"And my mother-in-law has already given me a data plan, so I can make video calls to you after work at night. β
"When I finish my studies, I will go back to Taifeng Building, Master, and I will definitely be on the celebrity chef list like you in the future." β
Jiang Feng wanted to say something else, but he felt that it was no longer necessary.
"Good. Jiang Feng said with a smile.
His apprentice finally grew up.
Xia Xia is no longer the original Ji Xia child.
Although he is not ready, Xia Xia has grown up quickly and has begun to take responsibility for his own life.
Very good.
n.