Chapter 63: It's a Delicious Story

"Actually, when I was a child, I was a child who was a special disgrace to my parents. In the words of the neighbor's aunt, is the little girl from the Jiang family next door having a problem with her IQ?" Jiang Hua talked about the black history when he was a child while eating snacks, and he didn't mind at all, but teased himself happily, "I have been talking and walking slower than others since I was a child, but I can eat very well, when I was born, I sucked all my mother's milk out when I drank milk, and I was still so hungry that I cried." I had no choice but to find fresh milk for me to drink, but if it was not enough, I could only eat white porridge to fill my stomach. ”

"What's particularly funny is that there was an aunt nearby who also gave birth to a baby, the milk was particularly abundant, my mother asked her to share some of my breast milk, but I didn't expect the first time I hugged the past to drink milk, I was too greedy, I sucked up the milk of the aunt in one breath, and it didn't rise back for most of the day, her baby was hungry and cried without milk, so scared that the aunt refused to feed me anymore. Jiang Hua prepared a lot of snacks, and she untied another pack of biscuits, and Kazkaz nibbled on it.

Lin Zeng thought of a super edible little baby, which scared the adults, and with Jiang Hua's funny expression, he couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

No wonder she is so able to eat, it turns out that she was born.

"In addition to being able to eat, I don't grow meat, when my parents take me out to play, I am often dragged by enthusiastic strangers, saying that I can't be hungry enough to give the baby more food, how can this baby be so hungry and thin." Can you imagine my parents' hellish expressions when they hear that?"

Lin Zengzhen couldn't help laughing at this time. He felt that Jiang Hua's father and mother were really wronged.

"Not only can I eat, but I have also had a lot of strength since I was a child, and since I was four months old, my father and mother have tragically become my training object. The first time my dad was beaten by me was when I was almost four months old, he teased me, and I swung my fist happily, beating his eyes and my feet on his belly. My mother's arms and face were bruised and purple from time to time. At that time, my mother went out in the summer, and everyone thought that my mother was abused by my father. This situation was not better until I learned a little bit that I couldn't beat my parents. After Jiang Hua finished eating the biscuits and drinking a cup of honeysuckle tea, she paused, as if she was thinking about what to eat, she finally decided, picked up the chocolates on the table, and continued to eat, "However, the things at home have suffered, the tables and chairs, pots and pans, I don't know how much, they are all damaged under my violence." ”

"At that time, except for my parents, other relatives didn't like me at all, my grandmother never hugged me, and even asked my parents to declare me as mentally retarded, so that I could have another baby. Fortunately, my parents didn't agree. Jiang Hua rolled his eyes and continued with a grin, "Fortunately, even though I am such an eccentric child, and even though I have never scored 70 points in the exam before the third grade, my parents still give me a lot of love. At that time, there was an old carpenter living next door to me, and when I was nine years old, I announced that I would go to the old carpenter to learn the carpenter's trade. ”

"Nine-year-old?" Lin Zeng thought it was very interesting to listen to Jiang Hua tell her story.

"Yes, it was when I was in third grade, and my grandma was mad when she found out. Ran straight to my aunt's house and never came to my house again. ”

"A girl learning to do carpentry is indeed a little special in the eyes of ordinary people. Lin Zeng saw that the water in the glass pot was drunk, and got up and added another pot of hot water to it.

"Yes, but, thankfully, I have a pair of enlightened parents. After confirming my idea, they bought two old hens and some fruit, and took me to the old carpenter's house next door to apprentice. ”

Lin Zeng's sweat was gradually evaporated under the cold wind of the air conditioner, and his whole body was refreshed. He listened intently to Jiang Hua's story about her.

"The old carpenter's craft is a family heirloom. It is said that his great-grandfather, in the Jiangnan area, helped the rich and noble families to pull out the bed. The old carpenter's father inherited the skills of the older generation, and the furniture made of zuò was so exquisite that it could even be described as ingenious. At that time, he built a 10,000-worker stepping bed for a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, which lasted seven years, and his skills shocked the world. Jiang Hua talked about the master's father, quite emotional, she put down the chocolate in her hand, shook her head, and sighed with some loss, "It's a pity that in extraordinary times, the old man who has just passed his seventieth birthday witnessed the door of the house was smashed. ”

"My master learned carpentry work with the old man since he was a child, and when the old man passed away, he was almost fifty years old and had already left the school. It's a pity that it was also during that time that his arm was smashed to the bone, and later, those delicate carvings and intricate mechanisms could not be controlled. I can only do some simple carpentry to support my family. The master's biggest regret is that the pinnacle of their father and son's work was chopped up and thrown into the stove to cook pig food. Jiang Hua sighed.

"What happened later?" Lin Zeng then asked.

"Later, the master did not accept me as a disciple, but he taught me the most basic carpentry. His son, although he was also very young, learned carpentry work from him, but when he was twenty years old, before he could complete his studies, he went to take the teacher training examination and became a teacher. And his grandson is two years older than me, he is lazy and lazy, he only learned a little carpentry, he was addicted to online games in junior high school, and now he works as a carpenter at his father's school, repairing desks and desks. His other children were daughters, and they had no body or energy to carry on his traditional craft. ”

"Then his craft is about to be lost?" Lin Zeng asked politely.

"No," Jiang Hua smiled a little slyly, and she took a bite of chocolate into her mouth, "It took me three years to master the basic carpentry he taught. Thanks to my strength beyond the ordinary, by the time I was 12 years old, that is, in the sixth grade, I was able to do tasks that required me to be weighted more easily than a grown man. When I was in middle school, the master finally passed on to me what he had learned all his life. How does it sound like a martial arts novel?"

"Sounds legendary. Lin Zeng nodded approvingly and said.

"Okay," Jiang Hua finally stopped stuffing food into his mouth after eating the chocolate, "and at the risk of being ridiculed by you, he said so many boastful things. In fact, I just want to put out a sentence that my mother often tells me, she has been telling me since I was a child, no matter how huge the cake is, it can't withstand swallowing one bite at a time, and you can eventually eat it up. No matter how ambitious the goal is, it can't withstand the slightest bit of effort. ”

Lin Zeng was stunned, he didn't expect Jiang Hua to say this.

"Isn't it like chicken soup? Or is it a pot of chicken soup that is not very good?" Jiang Hua laughed, and the smile that bloomed reminded Lin Zeng of the small suite he lived in with his parents before junior high school, and there was a smiling flower planted downstairs, with a sweet apple fragrance, which was very comfortable and comfortable.

Jiang Hua saw that Lin Zeng didn't speak, so he continued: "I accidentally passed by the office on the top floor just now, and I saw you sitting alone in the office, full of thoughts, and it seemed that something difficult had happened. I stewed a chicken soup with my own, I hope you feel better after listening to it. ”