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Fu Chengfeng found a former colleague of his mother's to look after Fu Qigang for him. The place where the other party worked was a plastic factory in their area, which was convenient. If Fu Qigang had something to call, he would be there in a few minutes.

So Fu Chengfeng also had some time for himself, so he stopped taking the weekly exam, and found two jobs in the city center. One was a Chinese restaurant he went to before. The female owner of the Chinese restaurant liked him very much and kept giving him He left one more, one not many and one not many positions.The other is a part-time job in a game hall, and the boss there is even more enthusiastic about him. Even if Fu Chengfeng doesn't do anything, just by standing there, the number of girls who come to dance will increase exponentially.

Jiang Xing's mother came over on the weekend afternoon, and he had the idea of ​​talking to his homeroom teacher. Jiang Xing was afraid that his day-to-day school would reveal his truth, so he secretly avoided her meeting with the homeroom teacher, and finally sent his mother away after a lot of effort. Go, I went to the mall alone.

After choosing what he wanted, he checked the time and immediately took a taxi to Fu's house.He is also familiar in this area. As soon as he entered the yard, he greeted Aunt Qiu from the next door. Jiang Xing was still wondering why she was at home at this time, and soon saw a little older child coming out of the house. He ran out staggeringly.

Aunt Qiu smiled: "My grandson, his father sent it back yesterday. The couple were too busy to take it with them, so I quit my job in the factory. Little Putao, my name is uncle."

The big fart child is not very good at calling, and looks at the stranger in front of him timidly.

The 16-year-old Uncle Jiang randomly picked up a box of chocolates from the things he just bought, peeled off one and held it in front of the little one with a smirk, "Do you want to eat? If you want to eat, call uncle! Come on, follow me, uncle— -uncle--"

The little one looked at the chocolate, although he didn't know what it was, he still opened his mouth and followed suit—"Hey—hey"

"..." Jiang Xingle laughed, and stretched out his hand to scratch his nose. This little girl knows how to take advantage of others at such a young age. He put that one in the child's hand, and put the rest into the reverse wear worn by Xiao Putao. In the big pocket of the clothes, Aunt Qiu quickly pushed Jiang Xing's hand back, "Oh, you are too polite, he can't eat anything for such a small adult, you and Cheng Cheng eat!"

"It's okay, I still have a lot of them here!" Jiang Xing stroked Xiao Putao's hair, and couldn't help but sigh that all the children now are delicious, Xiao Putao, Xiaoapple and Xiaolongbao.

After entering the room, he greeted Fu Qigang, "Uncle, I'm back!"

Fu Qigang was able to sit up by himself, he was more energetic, and he couldn't sleep as before, but the wheelchair at home was dismantled by Fu Chengfeng and put on the top of the cabinet, also to prevent him from shaking the wheelchair to gamble.

As soon as he saw Jiang Xing, he immediately had a bitter face, "Xiao Jiang, please tell Uncle and Chengcheng, please pack up the wheelchair, it's not good for me to stay in this airtight room all the time..."

Jiang Xing pretended not to hear, and went to open the window while saying, "If you want to go out to breathe, I'll carry you to sit outside for a while?"

As soon as the window opened, Fu Qigang yelled, "It's cold, it's cold! Don't open it!" Jiang Xing had to close it again.

"Are you going out?"

Fu Qi just turned on the TV, "Oh, forget it! It's cold outside."

Jiang Xing was not very happy. As Fu Chengfeng's father, he didn't care about Fu Chengfeng's hard work. But because he was Fu Chengfeng's father, he had to be more polite.

Carrying some dishes he just bought and a cookbook to the kitchen, he began to study the recipes for a long time, washed and cut all the ingredients, prepared the ginger, onion and garlic, and everything was ready, just waiting to be put into the pot.

But this time, the beef on the chopping board was waiting anxiously, wishing he could jump into the pot, the chopped green onions began to show signs of shriveling, Jiang Xing knew that he could no longer brew it.So, pour the oil, turn on the fire, the corn kernels are still stained with water, once they are poured in, there is a crackling sound, and the oil stars splash around, making Jiang Xing jump up and down in fright, and the bright yellow corn kernels quickly change in the oil pan. Changed his head and changed his face, mixed in the cinders to ensure that no one would find out that it was a spy.

As soon as Aunt Qiu arrived in the smoky kitchen, she exclaimed, hurried over to take Jiang Xing's shovel, and saved the second pot of corn in time, "The oil is too little, if you don't fry it quickly, it will burn easily. If there is water, the fryer will fry, and at this time, the vegetables must be added quickly, and it will be fine if the oil is covered, and the vegetables cannot be taken slowly, by the way, what are you going to fry with corn?"

"beef."

"Why do you all love to eat weird dishes? I've seen fried tofu with beef, fried green peppers and onions, and it's the first time I've seen fried corn."

"I think it looks good on the menu."

After Aunt Qiu taught Jiang Xing the key things, she replaced him with the spoon, and Aunt Qiu pointed out, "Is this raw beef for you? It's not easy to rot, but cooked beef is expensive, it costs six 71 Jin, my family hardly buys it."

"Raw beef, you need to blanch it in boiling water before frying it."

"Cooking wine can be added, and it needs to be stir-fried a little longer, otherwise the beef is probably not even chewable."

Someone was guiding him, and Jiang Xing had some confidence in his heart. Aunt Qiu saw that Jiang Xing's spatula was getting smoother, so she also started to work on her own dishes, chatting with Jiang Xing.

Her son works in other provinces and comes back almost once a year. If the daughter-in-law's work has not become heavier this time and sends the children back, they will not be able to see each other until the end of the year.

"Last year, I told them to send their children back and I would take them with me. My daughter-in-law felt that the conditions here were not good, but where would the conditions be better for the couple and their children to squeeze into a small rental house? I think it is not as good as ours. here."

"Like our alley, the environment is already very good. To be honest, I am really looking forward to bringing them grandchildren. My wife left early, and my son rarely comes back. This person is really boring!"

"So, you will come to accompany you more often in the future. It can be seen that he cares about you as a friend. I have never seen him have a classmate come to play. You are the first one. When you came back that day, he asked me to borrow chicken. , Said that you like to eat something fried with green peppers, oh, fried potatoes, eggs and shredded pork, my family only had chicken at that time, so I had to make do with it.”

Jiang Xing couldn't help loosening his hands, and the spatula fell into the pot with a clang. He hurriedly picked it up and continued to fry, but his heart was wrapped in warmth.He just said that it was Fu Chengfeng who remembered his preferences clearly, and I didn't say that he cared so much, Jiang Xing was a little complacent.

Aunt Qiu said again: "Before you came, they had never seen minced meat in their pot. Chengcheng's mother... oh..." Thinking of Fu Chengfeng's mother, she couldn't help but sigh, but Xu Wenyuan was not a mean and heartless mother. She also saw it in her eyes, but she didn't say anything, she just said: "Look at our alley, we have the best environment here. When Chengcheng's mother first came here, there were no cheaper ones in other alleys. , but she is trying her best to live here, because she is afraid that the smoky places outside will affect her children, and Cheng Cheng and Xiaoying are also fighting for her..."

Little Putao's cry came from outside the kitchen, and Aunt Qiu hurriedly turned off the stove, "Why did I fall asleep and wake up again, I'll go and see, you add salt before you start the pot, add more, and the salt you bought this time is not bad at all." Not salty."