Chapter 245: Entering the Burden (Second Update)
"My grandmother didn't want to go to the hotel, so she just wanted three generations to have a neat meal at home. But my cousins, and cousins didn't think so, saying that my college entrance banquet was so big at that time, and my grandmother's birthday should be even bigger.
Originally, I didn't want to take out the painting of the aunt you gave in public, but they had to see it, and I opened my words first, one by one, and all kinds of faults were pulled on it, as if they knew how to read well, and my grandmother was angry when she heard it, so no one said anything.
Then I took out my aunt's painting, you don't know Gaga, my grandmother was excited to see it at that time, and she looked at it over and over again, and she was reluctant to put it down. My cousin also asked me how much I spent on it? Where did you buy it?
I said I didn't buy it, my roommate gave it to me, but they didn't believe it."
In the evening, Liang Yujun called Mu Jiawen, and her tone could not hide her excitement and pride, but she was too good to speak, and in the end, she said that Mu Jiawen was asleep.
The day before the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Yan had not returned, Mu Jiawen was too lazy to send him another message, and directly called -
"Can't you come back today?"
"It's enough, it's estimated that it will be the second or third year of junior high school."
Mu Jiawen was silent for a long time before she spoke, "Then I'll go over and accompany you." ”
"No, do I have a cold again when I hear your voice? Stay at home and I'll be back in a few days. ”
Jiang Yan asked again, "How are you going to spend the first day of junior high school?" ”
"Aunt Tang booked a hotel and invited us over for dinner, and her son seems to have returned from abroad."
Tang Meng?
Her son?
The alarm bell rang loudly in Jiang Yan's head, he knew that he was in a relationship with Jiajia, and he didn't give up?
On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Yan prepared a very rich breakfast for Jiang Fengwei, steamed dumplings, fried buns, and dumplings. With a small table full of plates, Jiang Fengwei was flattered, and at the same time a bad premonition rose in his heart.
He looked up at Jiang Yan and asked, "Are you leaving?" ”
Jiang Yan sighed, "You said that we are just a plastic father and son, how can you still know me so well?" You know what you pout. ”
Jiang Fengwei:
Can this meal be delicious?
He sighed, "I really wronged you by letting you stay here with me during the Chinese New Year." Okay, I'm pretty much better now, so you can go if you want. ”
After a pause, Jiang Fengwei said again, "Can I ask, where are you going for the New Year?" ”
He didn't think that Jiang Yan would go to Old Man Shu, and it was even more impossible for Shu Wan's family.
"Where else can I go, of course, my daughter-in-law's house. Let me inform you in advance, I plan to get married when I graduate. ”
Jiang Fengwei:
He glared at Jiang Yan, if it weren't for the fact that the relationship between the father and son was a little awkward now, he would still be a little stunned of this kid, and he really wanted to smash the soles of his shoes.
Finally suppressing the fire in his heart, Jiang Fengwei was puzzled, "Why do you have this thought?" ”
Jiang Yan asked rhetorically with an even more puzzled expression, "Is there anything wrong with this?" ”
"What's so good?"
"You don't need to prepare a house and a bride price, the most important thing is that you can eat soft rice! I have a bad stomach and can't eat hard. ”
Jiang Fengwei:
He can understand the front, what does the last sentence mean when he can't eat hard?
But Jiang Yan didn't bother to explain to him now, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "I have to catch the train, and Officer Xiao Wang will buy the remaining few days of food for you, so don't worry, I can't be hungry for you." ”
Jiang Fengwei waved his hand, not wanting to say a word to him.
But when Jiang Yan left, he remembered one thing, he didn't have his mobile phone number yet.
On the evening of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the aunt at home took leave to go home for the New Year, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by Mu Shenyan.
I watched Jiang Yan cook so many times before, and I learned a few simple tricks.
For example, to stew chicken thighs, wash the chicken thighs with boiling water, cut them with scissors, add green onion and ginger, light soy sauce, oil consumption and peanut oil to marinate for half an hour, then put them on top of the rice in the rice cooker, and press the rice cooking button.
The mutton soup that Xiao Si likes to drink is also simple, put the mutton into the cold water of the casserole after processing, add ginger, angelica and dried chili peppers to stew directly, add cabbage and vermicelli after the meat is stewed, and the coriander is the soul, and when the soup is ready, sprinkle it on it, very fresh.
This is their family's Chinese New Year's Eve meal, a chicken thigh stew with a lamb soup.
There was rice and soup, which was good.
A few days after Yu Ci came back, he drank mutton soup and remembered the Manchu and Han banquets on his sister's birthday. couldn't help but turn his head and ask Xiao Si, "How many times did that kid come first?" ”
Yu Heng and Yu Feng, who were sitting opposite, also looked up, and they all looked forward to it.
"I'm not sure, I'll probably have to wait for his dad to be discharged from the hospital."
Mu Jiawen's heart is also empty at the moment, on the one hand, Jiang Yan has not come back, and on the other hand, he has to live in a hotel outside alone during the Chinese New Year, which is very uncomfortable to think about.
Before the start of the Spring Festival Gala, Mu Jiawen stood at the communication place between the living room and the balcony, looking up at the fireworks lit up in the sky in the distance, one after another, blooming in the night sky like a goddess scattering flowers, extremely gorgeous.
Remembering this time last year, she and Jiang Yan were still in Jianglin Village, at that time, Jiang Yanwen had been transferred to their class for half a year, and at first she sat behind her and poked her back with a pen when she had nothing to do, but then she stopped poking after she broke a few pens.
Pulled her hair instead.
Mu Jiawen cut her long hair angrily, leaving only short hair that reached her ears.
Looking back now, she was so stupid, why did she cut her own hair, she should have shaved his hair, shaved him bald, and see if he could pull it.
At that time, he pestered her all day long to ask questions, at first she was very impatient to tell him, and then in order to make him stop reluctantly speaking, and later, probably because he studied too hard, this is the beginning of tutoring him.
The two did it for half a year, and he bought a lot of fireworks for her during the Chinese New Year.
They didn't put them in front of Song's house or Jiang's house, but took the fireworks to the field outside the village.
Jiang Yan gave her two large bags of fireworks one by one, some big and some small, and it took more than half an hour to finish. It attracted a lot of children from the village to come and see.
At that time, Mu Jiawen was ignorant, and did not understand what the meaning of someone setting off fireworks for her represented, she was just happy that on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, someone could finally talk to her.
After going back, Jiang Yan was forced by his grandmother to ask where the money for the fireworks came from, followed by the abuse of chickens and dogs.
It wasn't until this moment that Mu Jiawen understood that if it weren't for the fact that she was still in the Song family at that time, Jiang Yan would not have had to go back to his grandmother's house at all.
"Bang", another firework exploded in the air, in the brilliant light, Mu Jiawen's expression was suddenly stunned, and when she saw the figure from far and near, gradually walking this way, she turned around suddenly, didn't even change her slippers, and ran out of the door.
(End of chapter)