Jiang Feng is a person who has a good wine taste.

Pour three cups, pour them and fall asleep, neither running nor screaming. Compared with Comrade Jiang Jiankang, who likes to pull others to chatter a lot of chicken soup for the soul when he is drunk, Jiang Feng is simply a model drunk person.

When Jiang Feng woke up, it was already the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and it was more than ten o'clock in the morning.

He slept for more than 20 hours this night, and he didn't eat a mouthful of food at the earliest, causing his first reaction after waking up was fainting, and his second reaction was hunger, and he didn't even feel a headache before he felt hungry.

Jiang Feng glanced at the clothes on his body, it was still the one he wore before he lost consciousness, there was a smell of wine, Jiang Feng himself felt drunk when he smelled it.

There were new clothes prepared for him by Comrade Wang Xiulian at the head of the bed, Jiang Feng first went to the bathroom to take a hot shower, changed his clothes and then slowly went downstairs to touch something to eat.

The people downstairs heard the movement above when Jiang Feng was taking a bath, and knew that Jiang Feng was awake, and they didn't feel so strange to see him come down.

"Smash, here are the dumplings you just wrapped, do you want Dad to cook you some dumplings to eat?" Jiang Jiankang asked, holding a dumpling skin in his hand.

"Yes, cook more, thank you Dad. Jiang Feng said weakly.

Yesterday at noon, he preemptively struck with the attitude of dying early and surpassing life early, and before all his cousins could respect him, he began to respect his cousins one by one. The liquor was poured into his mouth in a big gulp, and those who didn't know thought that he Jiang Feng was the reincarnation of the god of wine.

Then Jiang Feng fell down very smoothly before he finished paying tribute to all his cousins.

It was also because of his lack of experience that Jiang Feng drank too much at one time because he drank quickly and violently, and this time he was drunk more than the previous times, which made his whole person look wilted and unenergetic.

"Xiao Feng, come, make dumplings for a while. Wang Xiulian beckoned Jiang Feng to come over.

Jiang Jiankang went to cook dumplings for Jiang Feng, and his seat was naturally vacant, Jiang Feng took the opportunity to sit on the chair that Jiang Jiankang was sitting on before and began to make dumplings - the chair was still hot.

After wrapping a pack, Jiang Feng found that this scene seemed to be a little wrong.

Mother, how could Comrade Wang Xiulian sit with two uncles and two aunts to make dumplings?

This scene made him a little unaccustomed to the harmony, and they were not only making dumplings together, Comrade Wang Xiulian was actually chatting with Jiang Feng's two uncles.

Jiang Feng looked at the sofa again, and saw that his cousin, who could recognize his face but couldn't quite name him, was nesting in the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, and felt that all this was normal again.

"Sister, I see that your face has lost a lot of weight, you must be too busy going to Beiping, busy losing weight, right?" Uncle Jiang Feng said with concern.

Jiang Feng carefully looked at Comrade Wang Xiulian's radiant round face, and confirmed that his uncle was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Is it?" Comrade Wang Xiulian touched her face, "Maybe I'm busy losing weight." This Beiping is not a small place like Z City, the capital, the restaurant is big and you have to take care of everything, the lobby of the store and the back kitchen of the hundreds of staff, can you not be busy? Every morning before dawn you have to get up, busy until more than 12 o'clock in the evening to go home, not to mention thin, I feel that I am a lot haggard, a lot older. ”

Jiang Feng: ???

"Xiulian, don't make yourself so hard, you're not young, your body can't withstand such a toss. Grandma Jiang Feng looked distressed when she heard this.

Wang Xiulian waved her hand, the dumplings were gone, and she sat on the bench and began to brag: "Mom, it's not hard, it's busy, but someone has to do things in the store." You don't know how fierce the competition in the catering industry in Beiping is, many restaurants have been open since the end of the Qing Dynasty and have not closed for more than 100 years. Time-honored, newly opened, and what foreign restaurants, all kinds of cuisines, our restaurant is newly opened and has no foundation, of course we have to be busy. ”

"Is that a good business?" asked the uncle curiously.

"Of course it's good, didn't I show you all the good reviews that those guests wrote to Xiao Feng yesterday? More than 20 pages of good reviews, I only picked up a small part of them, if the business is not good, can there be so many good reviews?"

"Dad, Mom, you don't know how lively it was on the opening day, and the reporter alone made two tables, and all kinds of reports were overwhelming. Besides, if business is bad, can I be so busy every day? I'm so worried!"

"And the staff of our restaurant are all graduates of prestigious schools, and the management posts in the lobby are all highly educated. The foreman is Xiao Feng from their school, his senior sister, the family is good-looking, beautiful, and highly educated, this kind of person can be the foreman in our store, right, Xiao Feng?" Wang Xiulian looked at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, I paint very well." ”

The Department of Fine Arts, the pigeon essence, used to be in the middle of the road and is now rising, obsessed with beating his younger brother and falling in love and unable to extricate himself, the outstanding talent of Taifeng Building.

"There was a young man surnamed Sun in our store before, and his family opened a restaurant in Fujian, and then he went back to inherit the family business, and he also graduated from a famous school, what ton and what ton ......."

"Wharton. Jiang Feng said.

"That Wharton graduated, a world-class school!"

"Also the foreman?" Jiang Feng's grandmother asked.

"Chef. ”

Grandma Jiang Feng: ?

"Xiulian, the business in the store is so good, you have made a lot of money this year, right?" At this time, Jiang Feng's aunt Li Hong couldn't care about jealousy, and asked with a hot eye.

She had already begun to think about how much money she should borrow from Wang Xiulian later.

Li Hong has been obsessed with Wang Sulian and Jiang Jiankang all these years, and they ignored them after the salted fish turned over, making her stunned that she didn't get any benefit at all. In Li Hong's heart, Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang should thank themselves well, she felt that if she hadn't lent them money to open a store, how could they have a good life later.

I completely forgot about the fifty percent interest I asked for when I borrowed money and my face after borrowing money.

Although Comrade Wang Sulian was bragging, it didn't mean that she didn't have a brain when she bragged, she glanced at Li Hong vigilantly, and her expression immediately turned into a sad face.

"It's still making money, our whole family is about to be forced to jump off the building and wipe their necks and hang themselves!"

Others: ???

Wang Xiulian's topic changed so quickly that they couldn't keep up with her pace for a while.

"What's wrong with Xiulian? Didn't you just say that business was good? What happened?" Jiang Feng's grandmother looked worried.

"Mom, you don't know how expensive the housing prices and prices are in Beiping. Think about it, although I have been fighting with Jiankang and Jiankang's brothers and brothers over the years, how can I get so much money to buy the restaurant. ”

"All this money is borrowed!"

"More than 300 million!" Wang Xiulian burst into tears, looking overwhelmed by reality.

Jiang Feng's grandparents and two uncles were all shocked: "More than 300 million?!"

"Xiulian, why do you owe so much money? Who do you owe it? or do you owe it to the bank or to the state?" Jiang Feng's grandmother was so frightened that she couldn't control the expression on her face.

"I owe a relative of the Jiang family, that elder is actually very good at talking, and now he is very good at talking, but who knows what will happen in the future? I owe so much money, I can't sleep every night when I'm worried, otherwise I wouldn't have worked so hard. That's more than 300 million, and it's not something that can be paid off in a few years, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to pay back this money until I die. Wang Xiulian looked sad, "Mom, don't look at the business of this restaurant seems to be booming, but labor costs, water and electricity bills, and all kinds of miscellaneous expenses are reduced by net profits, and there is not much money at all." ”

Jiang Feng nodded again and again beside him, yes, yes, it's only one or two million.

"At the end of this year, as soon as the money was returned, the family didn't even have the money left to buy pigs, and when I returned home, I couldn't even afford to buy pigs, and the children who were older than the Chinese New Year didn't eat a few bites of pork. Wang Xiulian felt even more sad when she thought that she hadn't eaten two mouthfuls of pork during the Chinese New Year this year, "I sometimes regret why I had a good life, but I have to go to Beiping to open a restaurant." ”

"But after all, this is Grandpa Jiang Feng's lifelong wish, even if I die, I may not be able to pay back this money. When Jiang Feng gets married, he may be able to pay it off when he gets old. The restaurant can be passed down as a family heirloom, so that the Jiang family can also pass on something to their descendants. Although we have worked a little harder, for the sake of the younger generations, I think the effort and dedication are worth it. ”

As she spoke, Comrade Wang Xiulian sighed: "Alas, there is no way, maybe we are destined to work hard, all for the sake of the children." ”

Jiang Feng's grandparents were quietly wiping their tears in distress, and Jiang Feng's grandmother held Wang Xiulian's hand: "Xiulian, don't work too hard, your parents are distressed if you go on like this." ”

"Yes, sister, my brother is also distressed when you say this!" Uncle Jiang Feng's tears were about to come out.

"Second brother is also distressed!" Second Uncle Jiang Feng's tears had already come out.

"I'm not hard, who is hard, someone has to work hard. Grandpa Xiaofeng said that among the juniors of the Jiang family, only Xiaofeng is learning to cook, and this restaurant will definitely be handed over to him in the future. It's worth working hard for Xiaofeng, and if I work hard for two more years, he will be able to work hard for two less years. ”

As she spoke, Wang Xiulian wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, and got up: "Don't talk about it, why do you mention these bad things for the New Year? I'll go and see how the healthy dumplings are cooked." ”

Wang Xiulian turned around and put away her expression, she couldn't play anymore.

Comrade Wang Xiulian's acting skills have not yet been cultivated to the extent of crying.

Jiang Feng, who watched the whole drama: ......

It's my mom!

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