Yang Zhe's mother was happy, but she didn't give up, "Wait for you to buy vegetables, the cabbage dumplings are cold, Xunzi comes, and drives the car, saving our mother a lot of trouble......"

Yang Zhe's father was hanging a scarf and taking off his coat, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Xun wearing an apron, and his own girl was standing next to him.

The warm winter sun shines through the window, and the two young people are immersed in the warm and bright light, which makes people's hearts move.

Alas, the little padded jacket of their own house......

"Xiao Jiang, when did you come, look at you, this morning, I have been tired...... Yang Zhe's father walked over with a smile and stretched out his hand.

"You should be in the unit," Yang Zhe's mother pretended to be disgusted, "This is at home, what kind of hands do you hold in your family......"

Jiang Xun was busy wiping his hands on his apron, "Uncle, look at what you said, it's too late for me to be happy......" He glanced at Yang Zhe with a smile, and Yang Zhe smiled even sweeter.

"Yes, I'll wash my hands and make dumplings to ......," Yang Zhe's father said busily, "Take out my bottle of Moutai at noon, and I'll have a drink with Xiaojiang......"

"Drink Moutai, grandpa and little uncle drink Moutai......" Yang Zhe's little nephew threw away the tumbler in his hand and opened the cabinet.

"What little uncle...... Yang Zhe blushed with shame, and simply returned to the kitchen.

"Don't you want to talk about it......" Yang Zhe's sister-in-law glanced at her sister-in-law meaningfully, and she was about to say that the door was pushed open again.

"What's the matter, drink Moutai ......" Yang Fang walked in from outside, and he saw Jiang Xun at a glance, "Of course Xunzi has to drink Moutai when he comes......"

"You, you just came back, the cabbage that Xunzi helped buy, it's been busy all morning, and I still ......cook at noon," Yang Zhe's sister-in-law smiled and took the coat in Yang Fang's hand.

"Brother-" Jiang Xun greeted with a smile, last year, Yang Fang was transferred from the city to the ministry and transferred at the same level, but the meaning of this is very different.

"Xunzi, look, I'm just coming back, yes, I have to toast you three cups at noon......" Yang Fang came over with a smile, looking at the dishes on the table, but he made a joke with his daughter-in-law, "Then do I have to go to your house to buy winter vegetables......

"Have you been there once, yes, you have been, you haven't been there before you got married......" Yang Zhe's sister-in-law immediately tapped Yang Fang's head with her hand.

Yang Zhe's little nephew immediately tapped the tumbler's head, but the tumbler shook around.

At noon, it is the cabbage feast.

At this time in Beiping City, every household is eating cabbage, the most ordinary dish, the most ordinary dish, but it tastes all homemade......

Yang Zhe's father, Yang Fang and Jiang Xun drank a bottle of Moutai, and Yang Zhe's father sighed a little, "In Beiping, everyone eats cabbage all their lives, and it is probably as ......high as Beihai White Tower."

"Then the brother-in-law is welcome to come to our house to eat ......cabbage," the child cried again.

Everyone laughed again, and this time, Yang Zhe smiled and hugged his nephew to his lap and kissed his chubby little face.

Jiang Xun also smiled and looked at the cabbage banquet on the table.

Time is passing, and buying cabbage symbolizes a whole era, a simple era, and a warm era.

Although that era is getting farther and farther away from us. However, no matter how the world changes, Chinese cabbage is still an irreplaceable "home dish" in the life of Peking people.

"You have a piece of gray ......" After eating, Yang Zhe sat next to Jiang Xun and peeled apples for him.

"Well, I'll wash it." Jiang Xun subconsciously touched his face, "I'll send you back to the group later." ”

Taking the hot towel handed over by Yang Zhe, Jiang Xun wiped his face, and there was a faint fragrance on the towel, which was exactly the same as the fragrance on Yang Zhe's body.

"That's my aunt's towel......," Yang Zhe's little nephew shouted.

"Eat your bananas." Yang Zhe's sister-in-law picked up a banana and stuffed it into her son's hand, "By the way, Xiaozhe, don't you need to store some cabbage at home?" ”

Our family?

Yang Zhe understood, "You mean, he...... That's not my home, my home is here, isn't it? ”

Yang Zhe's mother looked at her daughter with a smile, her eyes were full of pity, alas, the little girl who went to the Children's Palace to dance back then has grown up!

"Then, Xunzi, I'll send you in a car." Yang Fang looked at his sister and then at Jiang Xun.

"No, it's good for us to take the bus...... Yang Zhe said and took Jiang Xun's down jacket and put on his scarf.

The two said goodbye to Yang Zhe's family and walked out of the community, Jiang Xun glanced back at the upstairs window, and Yang Zhe's mother was standing in front of the window with Yang Zhe's little nephew in her arms.

Suddenly, Jiang Xun felt that he had integrated into the city.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and there were already scattered snowflakes floating in the sky, and the snowflakes were falling, and he felt cold and cold on his face.

Oh, it's snowing.

"When it snows in Beijing, it becomes Beiping", this is a memory of the good old days, and the season of cooking wine around the stove with heavy snowfall, the word "Beiping" has more imaginary beauty.

"Let's go buy a car, too." Jiang Xun said suddenly.

Daihatsu? Yang Zhe smiled.

……

Counting up, domestic private cars have gone through two waves.

First in 1984, and then after the localization of Santana, with the development of the economy, a group of private car buyers were born.

Among the people Jiang Xun knows, the ones who can be like fish in water in society are still Zheng Xiaolong's gang, Haiyan's people are more extensive, thinking of Haiyan, he smiled, there is his eldest brother Yang Fang, what else is he looking for.

When Jiang Xun jumped off the bus briskly, looking at the tall Soviet-style six-story building in front of him, the style of dark red and light yellow was very elegant, and there were still traces of summer creepers on the building.

This is the xxx section located at No. 6 East Chang'an Street.

Walking into the Xuanchang building, when I saw the sign of the XXX bureau above the door, a flat-headed young man greeted him, "Excuse me, are you Comrade Jiang Xun?" ”

"I am." Jiang Xun nodded.

"Then come with me, Director Yang is waiting for you." The young man looked at him, smiled and walked forward, I heard that Director Yang's sister's boyfriend was a star, and sure enough, he was Gao Xiang on TV.

The door was pushed open, and Yang Fang stood up from behind his desk with a smile, "It's the first time Xiao Jiang has come here," he looked at the clock on the wall, "It's noon, should I invite you to dinner?" Yang Fang smiled again, "But your skills are not as good as those of a first-class chef...... What do you want to eat at noon? ”

His attitude was very kind, "Brother, can I try your canteen?" Jiang Xun said with a smile, since his rebirth, he has eaten in all kinds of restaurants in Beiping, but he has not eaten in the ministry canteen.

"Don't go out to eat?" He didn't expect Jiang Xun to be interested in the canteen in the ministry, "Then let's go, eat dumplings, today is Lidong......"

Beginning of winter to make up for winter, not to fill the empty mouth.

Northerners eat dumplings on this day, "Well, is thirty enough?" Yang Fang watched

Jiang Xun holding a bowl of vinegar.

"Sixty." Jiang Xun was also polite.

Oh? Yang Fang smiled, this amount of food had to make the southerners in the ministry drop their jaws in shock.

Spiced eggs soaked in pepper water, a plate of dry roasted pork, and two large plates of dumplings in front of him, Jiang Xun ate very happily.

"Xiao Jiang, you ...... Looking for me? Yang Fang finally couldn't help asking, he had already made up his mind, that is, what his sister and Jiang Xun proposed, no matter what it was, he had to do it.

Well, he will graduate next year, does he have any ideas?