Jiang Xiaoran smiled bitterly: "Grandma, I'm in high school." ”

"It's all the same. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran smiled and took the iodine wine in Jiang Yanlu's hand who had just come out of the room, as if nothing had happened, and carefully treated the wound on Jiang Xiaoran's face.

Although Lin Juan was very dissatisfied with Jiang Zhe's attitude just now, after all, it was the New Year's Chinese New Year's Eve and she was about to eat, and now the attack would inevitably hurt the harmony. She could only endure not to speak for the first time, and the expression on her face was still not very good.

The authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear, Jiang Feng stood among these few people, and he could clearly feel that except for Jiang Xiaoran's family, who had just arrived, everyone present had a problem.

Jiang Zhe's sudden nervous provocation was completely directed at Jiang Xiaoran alone, although he had a bad attitude towards everyone, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Yong, and he was very afraid of this uncle.

Grandma Jiang Xiaoran has been ignoring her eldest son's family since she entered the door, and it is obvious that what Jiang Yanlu's family did before angered her. Jiang Yanlu's wife was ignored by everyone at the same time, Jiang Feng used her experience in accompanying Grandma Jiang to watch family ethics dramas for many years, and dared to guarantee that Jiang Yanlu's wife and Lin Juan had a bad relationship, maybe because of the New Year, and she was just pretending to reprimand her son for avoiding the important and light.

Not to mention Jiang Yanlu, he almost engraved the words "Asking for Others" on his face.

Jiang Feng walked back and forth in the room, trying to observe the expressions on everyone's faces, trying to see a little bit of the true thoughts in his heart from under their hypocritical expressions.

Looking at it, Jiang Feng didn't see through anyone except Jiang Zhe, after all, it was rare for someone like Jiang Zhe to engrave the words "I'm a bastard" on his face.

Most bastards will disguise themselves, and bastards like Jiang Zhe who can't even act are considered a rare breed.

Jiang Xiaoran didn't leave Jiang Feng a long time to observe, although he claimed that he was in high school and no longer a child, he still did what every child would do - sneak into the kitchen to see what the elders cooked.

In this memory, Jiang Feng's range of activities was very narrow, and he could only leave Jiang Xiaoran about 5 meters away. Such a short distance greatly restricted his movements, and he couldn't go to the kitchen at all, otherwise he would have sneaked into the kitchen to watch Jiang Weiming cook instead of standing in the living room to play the difficult version of who is undercover.

When Jiang Xiaoran entered the kitchen, Jiang Weiming was sitting on the small bench burning the fire in a daze.

When Jiang Feng saw Jiang Weiming, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Jiang Weiming 10 years ago.

He looked too old.

Wearing a thin cotton coat, the whole person curled up on a chair, gray hair, loose skin, dull eyes, dull eyes, and no trace of energy.

It's like an old man who has been ruined by time, and it is difficult to catch his breath, and he is about to die.

"Grandpa. Jiang Xiaoran shouted.

"It's coming. Jiang Weiming had his signature smile on his face, and he was a little more angry after seeing Jiang Xiaoran, "Wait outside in a hurry, and start the meal immediately." ”

"What's wrong with your face?" Jiang Weiming only found that Jiang Xiaoran's face was injured after he finished speaking.

"I just fell at the entrance of the village. Jiang Xiaoran said.

Jiang Xiaoran very skillfully glanced at the dishes that had been prepared on the kitchen table, and their family made seven dishes and one soup every year for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner because of the small number of people.

Jiang Xiaoran was obviously familiar with the several dishes on the kitchen table, and he was not surprised, and then he set his eyes on the steamer on the stove.

There is also a layer of straw paper sealed between the pot and the lid of the steamer, this is to better lock the taste, Jiang Xiaoran didn't understand this and asked curiously: "Grandpa, what is steaming in the pot?

"Steamed eels are steamed. Jiang Weiming said with a smile, "These eels were brought over this morning, and they are very fat, which is especially rare at this time." Every year, when the eels are fattening, you are not at home, and you have never eaten steamed eels, so I thought I would make it tonight and let Ran Ran try it. ”

Although Jiang Xiaoran didn't know what a green eel was, he still subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Is it delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious, but if you don't like to eat it, Grandpa Jiang will give you other dipping sauces, it's absolutely delicious. Jiang Weiming said.

Jiang Xiaoran stared at the steamer on the stove with burning eyes.

Jiang Weiming smiled even more kindly when he saw his little grandson like this: "Steam for a few more minutes and it will be out of the pot." ”

Jiang Xiaoran stood by and guarded.

Jiang Weiming took a small bowl of oil residue sprinkled with a little salt for Jiang Xiaoran, and asked him to wait while eating, and chatted with him by the way.

"Ranran, did you come by train or by car this year?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"I didn't buy a train ticket for my dad to drive. Jiang Xiaoran squeaked and chewed on the frying, "Grandpa, your fried residue is more fragrant than my mother's frying, my mother's fried oil is old." ”

"I just fried half a pot of fried today, but if you like to wait and bring it all back, go back and let your mother fry the pickles for you to eat. ”

Jiang Feng was envious of the separation of the quality wall beside him, what kind of immortal treatment was Jiang Xiaoran originally, he and a few cousins didn't dare to dream of it!

"Are you tired of studying in high school?"

"Fortunately, it feels the same as junior high school, but English is a little more difficult, and half of the cloze is wrong. My mother forced me to do English cloze every day at home, and I was still doing it before I left today, and there was ......" Jiang Xiaoran chatted with Jiang Weiming about studying.

He can only talk about this, as an ordinary high school student of the Celestial Empire, he has only been left with learning in his life from the moment he enters the high school gate, after all, at this time, the smartphone has not yet been invented.

Jiang Xiaoran complained to his grandfather about his studies and complained for a few minutes while eating oil residue, and he didn't stop eating until his grandmother came in.

"Is the meal ready?" asked Grandma Jiang Xiaoran.

"Come on, you guys should bring these dishes out first, and the steamed eels will be out of the pot in no time." However, don't eat it until later, and help grandpa bring out these two dishes. Jiang Weiming began to divide the dishes.

Jiang Xiaoran hurriedly put down the small bowl with fried oil and began to work.

Jiang Weiming took the opportunity to ask in a low voice, "Did you tell Xiao Yong?"

Grandma Jiang Xiaoran glanced at him angrily, and her voice was also very small: "What to say, if you want to talk about this kind of, I don't have this face." ”

"Do you know what kind of attitude the boss's family had when they were outside, is that the attitude of begging for help? Except for the boss, all of them are uncles, and I don't want to say anything about the New Year. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran's voice became louder and louder, and even Jiang Xiaoran, who had already taken two steps out, noticed it.

"Be quiet, don't say this to your child's face. Jiang Weiming persuaded.

Jiang Xiaoran: ?

"Yes, you bring the food to the living room first, and grandma has something to say to your grandfather. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran smiled reluctantly.

"Oh. Jiang Xiaoran walked out with the dishes, and then the cat began to eavesdrop by the door.

Jiang Feng: ......

Wonderful!

Jiang Xiaoran squatted at the door and eavesdropped, and Jiang Feng blatantly stood in the kitchen to listen.

"Old man, it's really not my partiality. And to say that the two of us have been eccentric for so many years, there are some things that are not said on the surface, and if they are put on the surface, it will not look good on anyone's face. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran suppressed her anger.

"Now it's not a question of money or not, besides, do the two of us have money? We two are old bones, and we can have a lot of money when we stay in the countryside all day. Look at Xiao Zhe's current appearance, if Yanlu doesn't teach him anymore and continues to develop according to this situation, not to mention taking out the coffin books of the two of us, it is not enough for Xiao Zhe to take out his coffin books!"

"I know, but, but... But Yanlu has no choice now, 150,000 yuan, how can he get such a large sum of money, he can't let him sell the house or let Xiao Zhe really go to prison. Jiang Weiming's face was full of compromise.

"You...... You just get used to it, you see what they are used to. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran was so angry that she couldn't speak, "Anyway, if you want to speak, you have to speak, I can't say this." You don't feel sorry for the dick, I feel sorry, it's all born from my stomach, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, you just be biased with you. ”

After saying that, Grandma Jiang Xiaoran was about to leave the kitchen, and she didn't even want to serve the dishes.

Jiang Xiaoran didn't hear anything at the door, and he poked his head out and didn't hear clearly, mainly because it was windy outside and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Jiang Xiaoran saw that his grandmother turned around and was about to go out, and hurriedly spread his legs and ran to the living room, he ran here, Jiang Feng was still unprepared in the kitchen, and the whole person was hit by the air wall, and he fell to the ground after walking. Jiang Xiaoran ran so fast that Jiang Feng didn't even have a chance to get up, he was dragged all the way to the living room, and he didn't want to get up, he didn't want to get up, he felt that he had been beaten and beaten by more than a dozen strong men just now.

"What are you running about, kid, be careful to spill the vegetables. Lin Juan complained.

Jiang Feng struggled to get up from the ground, just wanting to grab Jiang Xiaoran and shout angrily.

"What are you running?"

With so many eavesdropping on other people's voices in my memory, you're the worst I've ever seen!

Spicy Chicken!