Jiang Feng during the Chinese New Year was actually quite idle.

Although this kind of thing is very bad to say, Jiang Feng feels that he doesn't have to go to work, he doesn't have to get up early, he sleeps lazily and lies in bed every day, he is happy and fat, he will not be urged by the old man to go to the kitchen to practice cooking, he doesn't have to be caught by his cousins to tutor his homework, and he can listen to the rainbow farts that his cousins blow to himself, and he can eat the beautiful life of the old man's own cooking, which is a bit monotonous and boring.

I always feel like something is missing.

Maybe Jiang Feng is such a person who loves work in his bones.

Just when Jiang Feng was wondering if he should do something to make the happy and leisure annual leave not so easy, he was packed back to his parents' house by Comrade Wang Xiulian.

Every year when Jiang Feng goes to his grandmother's house to pay New Year's greetings, he stays at his grandmother's house for a day, except last year. Because he signed up for the Good Taste Cooking Competition in the name of Taifeng Lou and was caught by two old men for pre-game devil training, he went and returned on the same day.

If there is no accident this year, Jiang Feng should stay at his grandmother's house for a few more days. There have been so many happy events in the Jiang family this year, Comrade Wang Xiulian is not allowed to take her husband and children back to her parents' house to report the good news to her parents, and by the way, show off her might in front of her two sisters-in-law.

Jiang Feng felt that if Comrade Wang Xiulian participated in a local drama, she would be a vicious sister-in-law of a kind heroine, and she would repay her, believing that if she built her happiness on the pain of others, she could reap twice as much happiness. Not only do you have to trample on the people who have offended you, but you also have to grind a few feet in her face, so that she can see how expensive the shoes she wears on her feet.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Comrade Wang Xiulian took her husband and children and a large bag of things on the shuttle bus back to her parents' home.

Because Comrade Wang Xiulian had delayed a lot of time in packing up her things, when the three of them arrived at the bus station, there were only a few seats in the back row of the minibus.

The highway was in disrepair, and the road was full of large and small potholes that had been driven out by passing trucks, Jiang Feng sat in the last row with the small bag stuffed by Comrade Wang Xiulian and felt that he was sitting on a trampoline.

Comrade Jiang Jiankang, who was sitting on Jiang Feng's right, had already turned out the dumplings he had eaten this morning.

"Wife, what are you packing this morning, if you don't pick up these two bags, maybe we can grab the front seat. Jiang Jiankang is talking about the bag in his hand and the bag in Jiang Feng's hand.

"If I don't pick up these two bags of things, what will I go back to my mother's house today?" Comrade Wang Xiulian felt that she had worked hard all year for today's two bags of things, "Hold on tight, don't scatter, these are to be burned to the ancestors." ”

Jiang Feng instantly understood what he was holding in his hand.

The Wang family has a very wonderful tradition, if the descendants of the family have something that can be called a glorious lintel, they must make copies of the documents that can prove these things, take them to the grave and burn them to the ancestors of the Wang family.

Every year, the ancestors of the Wang family can always receive copies from their descendants during the Qingming Festival and the Chinese New Year.

If you are admitted to a prestigious university, you have to make a copy of the admission notice and burn it in front of the grave, after graduating with a master's degree or doctorate, you have to make a copy of the graduation certificate and burn it in front of the grave, and even if you buy a suite in the county, you have to make a copy of the real estate certificate and burn it in front of the grave.

When Jiang Feng was admitted to A University, Comrade Wang Xiulian made more than a dozen copies of his admission notice, but none of them were found.

Jiang Feng carefully opened the zipper of the bag in his hand and wanted to see a copy of what was inside.

"Don't move, smash it! The things in here are all put in order, don't open them and mess them up when the time comes. Comrade Wang Xiulian attaches great importance to the two packs of copies in the hands of Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang.

Jiang Feng could only honestly hold the bag and continue to sit on the trampoline.

After a few hours of bumping on the minibus, although there were also gentle sections in the middle, it was generally bumpy, and Jiang Feng felt that the bones in his body were about to be torn apart.

Jiang Feng felt that his feet were a little soft when he got out of the car.

Maybe his eyes were still a little flowery, and he even had hallucinations, otherwise he wouldn't have thought that the old lady in front of him who was carrying two bags in her hands, full of silver threads, and thin and small in a down jacket was his grandmother.

At this time, his grandmother must be washing vegetables and cutting meat at home waiting for them to go back, how could she run to the station to pick them up?

Then Jiang Feng felt that his hallucinations were even more serious, and he felt that the old man next to the thin old lady who was a little strong, bald, and had a slightly bent back was his grandfather.

"Mom, those two old grandparents in front of me look like grandparents!" Jiang Feng sighed and stretched out his hand.

Jiang Jiankang looked in the direction Jiang Feng pointed out, with a look of surprise: "Really wife, looking at it from a distance like this is a bit like a father-in-law and mother-in-law." ”

Wang Xiulian only hated that she couldn't give Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang a hairy chestnut when she was full of things in her hands now: "What is it like, that is!"

Saying that, Wang Xiulian strode forward: "Jiankang, what are you doing in a daze?

Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang were stunned for a moment, and then followed, and the words that the father and son thought in their hearts rarely reached a high degree of agreement:

What kind of day is today, even my grandparents/fathers-in-law and mothers-in-law are shocked.

Jiang Feng's grandparents were smiling and watching the three of them walk towards him, and after Jiang Feng walked in, he found that the lid in his grandparents' hands was actually full of firecrackers.

Two bags in one hand, a full 8 large bags of firecrackers.

Jiang Feng thought to himself, is there really any happy event, which cousin is going to get married?

In addition to getting married, Jiang Feng really couldn't think of any occasion for two old people to run to the street to buy so many firecrackers.

"Dad, Mom, are you two on the street, the eldest brother and the second brother are not with you?" asked Wang Xiulian.

"Your second brother is going to burn the paper money at home, and the eldest went to buy firecrackers, and the two of us thought that you should almost arrive and walked over. Grandma Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Then Jiang Feng saw the uncle with three bags in one hand and a total of 6 large bags of firecrackers trotting towards them happily.

Jiang Feng: ......

Well, now it's twelve big bags of firecrackers.

There is a van at the entrance of the bus station that sends people to the entrance of the village, and the money is collected according to the distance, Jiang Feng and their distance is 15 yuan per person.

Jiang Jiankang sat in the passenger seat, and the rest of the people crowded to sit in the back, and after everyone got into the car, the driver closed the door, and the door was welded to the road.

"Grandma, is there any happy event in the family this year? How can you, your grandfather, and your uncle go to the street to buy so many firecrackers?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask after getting into the car.

Jiang Feng's grandmother looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, and there was joy in her eyes that couldn't be hidden: "Of course there is a happy event, isn't it the biggest joy for you to come back, Xiaofeng?"

"Huh?" Jiang Feng looked confused.

"Yes, yes, Xiaofeng, you won the national competition again this year, and you are on TV, newspapers, and magazines, isn't it a great joy!" Uncle Jiang Feng looked excited, "Our old Wang family hasn't had such a happy event for many years!"

Although there are many people in the Wang family, there are not many things worth burning to their ancestors during the New Year. Jiang Feng remembered that the last time there was a matter of burning something for his ancestors during the Chinese New Year, it was when a certain cousin of his graduated from a well-known university with a doctorate. For this reason, this cousin's father, that is, a certain cousin of Jiang Feng, specially invited a cook from outside, and invited the whole family to a banquet on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, setting up more than a dozen tables.

Jiang Feng was drunk by his cousins that day.

Recalling this past, Jiang Feng even felt a little dizzy.

Wait, feast.

Jiang Feng's expression tightened, realizing that things were not as simple as just 12 bags of firecrackers.

"Uncle, should you ......?"

"It's rare for our family to have such a big happy event, of course, the whole family should celebrate it together. The uncle looked beaming.

Jiang Feng: ......

"Mom......" Jiang Feng felt that he might be able to rescue him again.

"Brother, are you inviting Master Jiang or Master Wang?" asked Wang Xiulian.

"It must be Master Wang, our ten miles and eight towns are the most famous for Master Wang's craftsmanship, who don't invite him?" the uncle looked proud.

Jiang Feng: ......

It seems that it is difficult for him to get off the table in a sober state today.