Jiang Feng boiled the tender juice for another afternoon.

The whole kitchen was filled with the sweet smell of sugar, and those who didn't know thought it was a sugar factory, but the results were also remarkable, and the sugar was gone.

The sugar, sugar, and rock sugar were all gone, and Grandma Jiang's goods in Double Eleven Tun were consumed by Jiang Feng in one day. Including Grandma Jiang, everyone has no opinion on this, who should not waste some ingredients when learning to cook, this is because it is the Chinese New Year, if Jiang Jiankang makes do with the finished products boiled by Jiang Feng on weekdays, he can also fry and sell them, and he will sell them as special dishes.

In the evening, I ate leftovers and dumplings at noon, and there was no time to burn the large intestine in the ninth turn, but fortunately, the tender juice could be put on for a few days, and it didn't let Jiang Weiming's tender juice boil go to waste.

The old man was also fortunate to have been busy in the kitchen all afternoon, and everyone was very happy to eat dumplings, and with Jiang Weiming's pickled dried radish, dinner was very pleasant.

After dinner, the old man and Jiang Weiming went out to walk around as usual, everyone also did their own things, Jiang Zaide went back to the room for the twenty-sixth revision, he still yelled at Lao Tzu yesterday to stop doing it, today the customer paid a sum of money in addition to the deposit, and he obediently went bald to revise the draft.

Jiang Feng boiled the sugar for a day, smelled everything and felt a hint of sweetness, moved a chair alone and played with his mobile phone while baking a brazier in the yard, and suddenly heard the familiar ringtone of his mobile phone in the kitchen.

"One sent the ...... of the Red Army in Rigge"

Jiang Weiming's phone rang.

Jiang Feng went in to take a look, and the caller ID was Jiang Yanlu, his terrible lobby uncle.

"Hey, hello, I'm Jiang Feng, the third grandfather, he's going out for a walk now, you can wait and fight." Jiang Feng answered the phone.

"I'm looking for you, I guess my dad was probably on a walk without a phone call. Jiang Yanlu said calmly on the other end of the phone.

"Looking for me?"

"Yes, Xiao Feng, can I call you that? I want to ask you about your current address. "Jiang Yanlu is a little nervous.

"Address?" Jiang Feng was even more surprised.

"I... I'm still celebrating the New Year with my dad this year. Jiang Yanlu said, "Since my dad doesn't want to come back, let's go over, and I'll find a way to solve the accommodation and food by myself, I just want to... With my dad, keep the year, and it is best to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together. ”

"If you really want to come and live, you have to solve it yourself, you don't need to eat, and eating with us is a matter of a few more bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks. So, you give me the phone and I'll text you at the address. Jiang Feng said, if Jiang Weiming is really ruthless and doesn't want to see this son, it's a big deal to just take care of the food and not the dishes.

"Thank you. Jiang Yanlu said, "Please don't tell my dad that I want an address." ”

"Okay. Jiang Feng swore an oath.

Turning his head, as soon as Jiang Weiming came back, Jiang Feng said the conversation just now as it was, and after finishing it very interestingly, he entered the house.

"Third brother, it's a good thing!" Jiang Weiguo sighed.

"He can't come. Jiang Weiming smiled bitterly, "My eldest son, even if he asks Xiaofeng for the address, he won't come." ”

......

The next day, Jiang Jiankang went to the town to buy Jiang Feng 30 catties of sugar, which was enough for him to be vigorous, Jiang Feng did not boil a day's sugar like the first day, he practiced for half a day, and half a day at night, the time was so flickering, it was the twenty-ninth of the New Year in a blink of an eye.

In the past few days, the pigsty of every household in the village has basically been empty, and the air is filled with the smell of the New Year, and the eyes are red when you go out.

Red lanterns, red couplets, the elderly and children are all red, this village is basically all outsiders, and they can make up the dialects of seven or eight provinces when chatting. There is no ancestral hall, and there is no special New Year's ceremony, anyway, the purpose of the New Year is to have a lively reunion, how to be happy.

Twenty-nine Jiang Yanlu didn't appear, it seems that he really responded to Jiang Weiming's words, and he couldn't come after asking for the address.

Jiang Weiming's mood has been a little low in the past few days, and Jiang Feng can see that he wants to see Jiang Yanlu.

However, many things are not just something that can be imagined.

The old man who killed the pig and went to whose house to ask for the pig's intestines, Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Jiankang even developed their business to the next village, and they were ready to ask for things like pig tails and pig ears to come back and marinate, and it was not in vain, the sauerkraut and white meat were stewed in a big pot, and after the stew, just take a bowl of it.

Jiang Jianjian, Jiang Jianshe and Jiang Jianye went to the town early in the morning to sweep the goods, and when they saw the pig's large intestine, they would never let go, and they were bound to put together a plate of pig intestines with nine large intestines.

The old man instructed Jiang Feng to go to the vegetable field to pluck a few green onions, but before he could reach the vegetable field, Jiang Feng was stopped by a middle-aged man in his early fifties who looked polite.

"Hello young man, do you know whose house Jiang Yuanchao lives in?" the middle-aged man asked.

Jiang Feng reacted for a moment before he realized that Jiang Yuanchao was Jiang Weiming, and he was a little surprised, Jiang Yanlu was really here?

But it doesn't look like age!

"He is my third grandfather who lives in my house, may I ask what you are looking for him?" Jiang Feng asked.

"That's a coincidence, I'm his son, my name is Jiang Yong, and I came to him to say something. Jiang Yong didn't expect such a coincidence, "Can you bother to lead the way?"

"Okay, wait a minute, I'm going to pluck two shallots. Jiang Feng went to pluck the onion and picked it up by the way, this Jiang Yanlu said that he was going to come over, but no one came, Jiang Weiming said that the youngest son who was in the magic capital and had been sad for more than ten years and had not come to see him came over.

This development ......

It's a bit unpredictable!

Jiang Feng plucked the green onion and took Jiang Yong home, and when he arrived at the door, Jiang Yong stopped.

"I won't go in, and I'll trouble you to go and talk to him, if he wants to come out, he will come out, and if he doesn't want to, please tell me. "Jiang Yongdao.

Jiang Feng couldn't figure out the complicated father-son relationship between their family, so he went in to spread the word.

When Jiang Weiming heard Jiang Yong coming, he was stunned for a long time before he mustered up the courage and walked out.

Jiang Weiming looked at his young son who he hadn't seen for more than ten years, his mood was a little complicated, he thought that he would never see Jiang Yong in his life, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to come to him.

"You ......"

"Big brother called me the other day. Jiang Yong interrupted Jiang Weiming's words, "He babbled a lot of things to me, saying how sorry he has been for you all these years, I don't like to hear and don't want to listen, but he told me that you have found my seventh uncle, and I think as a relative, I have to come and see at least once." ”

"I came to tell you that Xiao Ran is getting married, and the wedding will be held in May tonight, you are his grandfather, it's up to you to go or not. "Jiang Yongdao.

Jiang Yanlu called him for the truth, and what he said was something he thought was funny. His father has loved his eldest son all his life, but he doesn't care about it when he gets old, Jiang Yanlu is really old and confused, he is pressed by his son and doesn't dare to come, but calls him, the youngest son who hasn't been home for more than ten years, over.

Jiang Yong didn't know what he thought at the time, but he really made a mistake to find and write down the address given by Jiang Yanlu and bought a plane ticket.

Jiang Yong didn't want to admit it himself, he really wanted to see Jiang Weiming.

"Yesterday the magazine was on holiday, I went to meet Uncle Seven, said hello, and after seeing me, I left, and I had to rush back for the Chinese New Year's Eve." "Jiang Yongdao.

"When did you book a ticket?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"Early this morning. "Jiang Yongdao.

"Don't worry, I'm here, I'll cook you a dish, you eat and then leave. Jiang Weiming sighed.

Walked in slowly.

Jiang Yong didn't know why, but still walked in with him.

*The group number has changed, and everyone has forgotten the Demon Fairy Castle! ヽ('⌒ ́メ)ノ