Life game

Chapter 537 Homecoming
During the Chinese New Year, Jiang Feng was actually quite free.

Although it's a shame to say this kind of words, Jiang Feng feels that he doesn't have to go to work and get up early, sleep in late every day and lie on the bed happy fat house, he won't be urged by the old man to practice cooking in the kitchen, and he doesn't have to be caught by his cousins ​​to tutor his homework and still listen The cousins ​​blew rainbow farts to themselves, and the good life of eating the dishes cooked by the old man himself was a bit monotonous.

I always feel something is missing.

Maybe Jiang Feng is such a person who loves work in his bones.

Just when Jiang Feng was wondering if he should do something to make the pleasant and leisurely annual vacation less relaxing, he was packed back to his natal home by Comrade Wang Xiulian.

Every year when Jiang Feng went to visit his grandmother's house for New Year's greetings, he would stay at his grandmother's house for a day, except last year.Because he signed up for the Good Taste Cooking Competition in the name of Taifeng Building and was arrested by two old men for the pre-competition devil special training, so he went back on the same day.

If there is no accident this year, Jiang Feng should stay at his grandmother's house for a few more days.There were so many happy events in the Jiang family this year, Comrade Wang Xiulian had to take her husband and children back to her natal home to announce the good news to her parents, and to show off in front of her two sisters-in-law.

Jiang Feng felt that if Comrade Wang Xiulian participated in a local drama, she must be the vicious sister-in-law of a kind heroine, who must take revenge. He believes that if you base your happiness on the pain of others, you can reap twice the happiness.Not only did he want to trample on the person who had offended him, but he also had to crush her face hard a few times, so that she could see clearly how expensive the shoes on her feet were.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Comrade Wang Xiulian took the bus back to her natal home with her husband, children and big bags.

Because Comrade Wang Xiulian took a lot of time to pack up, when the three arrived at the bus station, there were only a few seats in the back row of the minibus.

The road has been in disrepair for a long time, and the road is full of large and small potholes driven out by trucks. Jiang Feng sat in the last row holding the small bag that Comrade Wang Xiulian stuffed him, feeling like he was on a trampoline.

Comrade Jiang Jiankang, who was sitting on Jiang Feng's right, almost turned up the dumplings he ate this morning.

"Honey, what did you pack this morning? If you don't pick up these two bags, maybe we can grab the seat in front." Jiang Jiankang was talking about the bag in his hand and the bag in Jiang Feng's hand.

"Why would I go back to my mother's house today if I don't pick up these two bags?" Comrade Wang Xiulian felt that she had worked hard all year for these two bags of things today. of."

Jiang Feng instantly understood what he was holding in his hand.

The Wang family has a very wonderful tradition. If something happened to the descendants of the family that can be called a glorious lintel, they must make copies of the documents that can prove these things, and take them to the grave to burn to the ancestors of the Wang family.

Every year during Qingming and Chinese New Year, the ancestors of the Wang family can always receive copies burned by their descendants.

If you are admitted to a famous university, you have to copy the admission notice and take it to the grave to burn it. After you graduate with a master’s or doctor’s degree, you have to copy your graduation certificate and take it to the grave to burn it. Even if you bought a house in the county, you have to copy the real estate certificate. Take it to the grave and burn it.

When Jiang Feng was admitted to University A, Comrade Wang Xiulian made more than a dozen photocopies of his admission letter, but not a single one was left.

Jiang Feng carefully unzipped the zipper of the bag in his hand, wanting to see the copies of what was inside.

"Small it, don't touch it! The things inside are put in order, so don't open it and mess it up." Comrade Wang Xiulian attached great importance to the two packages of copies in the hands of Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang.

Jiang Feng could only hold the bag honestly and continue to sit on the trampoline.

After a few hours of bumping on the minibus, although there were gentle roads in the middle, it was bumpy on the whole. Jiang Feng felt that his bones were about to be knocked apart.

When Jiang Feng got out of the car, his feet felt a little soft.

Maybe his eyes were a little dazzled, or even hallucinating, otherwise he wouldn't have thought that the thin old lady in front with two bags in her hand, covered in silver hair, and wearing a down jacket was his grandmother.

At this time, his grandmother must be washing vegetables and cutting meat at home and waiting for them to go back. Why did she come to the station to pick them up?

Then Jiang Feng felt that his hallucinations became more serious. He felt that the slightly stronger old man next to the thin and small old lady was his grandfather.

"Mom, those two old grandparents in front look like grandparents!" Jiang Feng sighed and pointed.

Jiang Jiankang looked in the direction Jiang Feng pointed, with a look of surprise on his face: "Really, my wife, you look a bit like father-in-law and mother-in-law from a distance."

Wang Xiulian only hated that she couldn't give Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang a chestnut when her hands were full of things now: "What does it look like, that's it!"

Saying that, Wang Xiulian strode forward: "Jiankang, what is Xiaofeng doing in a daze? Hurry up!"

Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang were stunned for a moment, and then followed. What the father and son were thinking in their hearts was rarely in agreement:
What day is it today, even grandparents/father-in-law are alarmed.

Jiang Feng's grandparents were watching the three of them walking towards him with a smile on their faces. After Jiang Feng walked in, he realized that the lids held by his grandparents were full of firecrackers.

Two bags in one hand, a total of 8 large bags of firecrackers.

Jiang Feng thought to himself, is there really some happy event, which cousin is getting married?

Apart from getting married, Jiang Feng really couldn't think of any occasion for two old people to come to the street to buy so many firecrackers.

"Dad, Mom, are you two going to the street? Didn't the eldest brother and the second brother accompany you?" Wang Xiulian asked.

"Your second brother is preparing to burn paper money at home, and the boss is going to buy firecrackers. The two of us thought that you would be here soon, so we walked over by the way." Grandma Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Then Jiang Feng saw three bags in one hand, and a total of six bags of firecrackers, jogging towards them happily.

Jiang Feng: ...

Well, it's fourteen big bags of firecrackers now.

There is a van at the entrance of the bus station that takes people to the entrance of the village, and the money is collected according to the distance. Jiang Feng and the others are 15 yuan per person for the distance.

Jiang Jiankang sat in the passenger seat, and the rest of the people crowded in the back. After everyone got in the car, the driver closed the door, and the door was welded shut, and they were on the road.

"Grandma, is there any happy event at home this year? How did you, grandpa and uncle go to the street to buy so many firecrackers?" Jiang Feng couldn't help asking after getting into the car.

Grandma Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, and she couldn't hide the joy in her eyes: "Of course there is a happy event. Isn't it the biggest happy event for you, Xiao Feng, to come back?"

"Ah?" Jiang Feng was confused.

"Yeah, yeah, Xiaofeng, you won the runner-up in the national competition this year, and you were on TV, in newspapers, and in magazines. Isn't it a great joy!" Uncle Jiang Feng looked excited, " Our old Wang’s family hasn’t had such a happy event for many years!”

Although the Wang family has a large number of people, there are not many things worth burning to the ancestors during the Chinese New Year.Jiang Feng remembered that the last time he burned things for his ancestors during the Chinese New Year was when one of his cousins ​​graduated with a Ph.D. from a well-known university.For this reason, this cousin's own father, that is, a certain cousin of Jiang Feng's, specially hired a cook from outside and invited the whole family to prepare a banquet on the sixth day of the new year, with more than a dozen tables set up.

It was on that day that Jiang Feng was drunk by all his cousins.

Recalling this past, Jiang Feng even felt a little dizzy.

Wait, banquet.

Jiang Feng's expression tightened, realizing that things were not as simple as 14 bags of firecrackers.

"Uncle, don't you..."

"It's rare for our family to have such a big happy event. Of course, the whole family should celebrate together." The uncle looked beaming.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Mom..." Jiang Feng felt that he might be able to save him again.

"Brother, did you invite Master Jiang or Master Wang?" Wang Xiulian asked.

"Master Wang must be the master. Master Wang's craftsmanship is the most famous in our ten miles and eight towns. If you don't invite him, who will you invite?" The uncle looked proud.

Jiang Feng: ...

It seems that it is difficult for him to leave the table in a sober state today.

　And at night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)