~： Extraordinary 2: Season Xia (3)

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If you want to describe Jiang Feng’s performance at the New Year’s Eve dinner last night in one sentence, it is probably "to die before you leave the teacher, and the hero will burst into tears."

Even though he was awakened by the sound of firecrackers on the morning of the New Year's Day, Jiang Feng still had the memory of the New Year's Eve fight last night.

Obviously, when he helped the old man last year, Jiang Feng remembered to eat more stomach pads in the kitchen. This year may be due to the stress of the first year, Jiang Feng was worried about the amount of food, and completely forgot the serious question of whether he could eat it.

Let's put it this way, if it weren't for Jiang Feng's table to be a junior table, he has already established a very lofty position among his cousins. Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian have become little brothers to lick the dog. Jiang Feng might not have enough to eat last night.

It's too tragic.

It's cruel.

The eight words of the weak and the strong, and the survival of the fittest have been vividly reflected on the Jiang family's New Year's Eve dinner table.

Jiang Feng sighed, took a look at the time it was just a few minutes past six, got up to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

This may be the sorrow of those in power in the Jiang family, who must get up early to make breakfast while gaining respect from everyone.

The whole family is still waiting for the porridge in the morning, and Grandma Jiang is still waiting for the red bean dumplings.

Hey, can't you skip breakfast on the first day of the new year?

Jiang Feng, who insists on having breakfast every New Year's Day every year, said that he only wants to eat and does not want to cook.

Jiang Feng hit the yard before he got up. Jiang Weiming seemed to be in a very good mood. Although the smile on his face was no different from usual, Jiang Feng could feel that his smile at this time was not habitually hanging. The smile on his face is a joyful smile from the heart.

"Grandpa San, happy new year." In fact, Jiang Feng said this to Jiang Weiming after midnight last night, but he felt that he should say it again on the morning of New Year's Day.

"Happy new year, did Xiao Feng have enough food last night?" Jiang Weiming asked with a smile.

Jiang Feng:...

He didn't grab the food last night and had to rely on Jiang Junlian to pick the food for him. Even Grandpa San saw it?

Jiang Feng's heart was already full of stormy waves, and he tried to maintain a happy New Year's expression on his face. He said a little stiffly: "If you are full, how can you not be full for the New Year?...I still ate half a bowl of rice."

In fact, Jiang Feng misunderstood Jiang Weiming’s meaning. He just said what he said just now to bring out the next sentence: "I just made some noodles and adjusted the sauce. Xiao Feng went to the kitchen to cook whatever he wanted. Well, I remember that there is leftover from yesterday’s stock, so you can just cook the stock.”

Jiang Feng immediately became energetic. He didn't even think about Jiang Weiming's hand-off at six o'clock. The noodles were adjusted and the sauce was adjusted. He also forgot his identity as the person in charge of the Jiang family. Run to the kitchen.

In the morning, it’s a pleasure to drink porridge. If you really want to eat breakfast, you have to see Grandpa and Grandpa San.

When Jiang Feng ran into the kitchen, the old man and Grandma Jiang were also in the kitchen.

The old man was frying the spring rolls. At the beginning, it smelled tempting. Grandma Jiang was eating a hand, boiled in water and added seasoning, one bite at a time.

"Xiao Feng is up, cook what you want to eat." Grandma Jiang said with a smile.

Obviously Jiang Feng was the first to rise up except for these three older generations.

Not only do you don’t have to make your own breakfast, you have to eat it, you can even choose it yourself.

Naturally, there is no doubt about what to choose. There is a big pot of stock left in the refrigerator yesterday. Jiang Feng divides this big pot of stock into two parts and pours them into two pots. One pot is boiled and the other is noodles. Naturally, it is impossible for him to finish a big pot of broth. Anyway, some people behind will get up one after another and just cook it by themselves. He has already poured the broth into the pot first.

Ten hand-offs, a small half bowl of noodles, some broth, and Jiang Weiming's prepared sauce, squatting on the edge of the old man’s pot, guarding the freshest fried fragrant hot mouth, extremely crispy and delicious spring rolls, Jiang Feng happy Like a fairy.

After the happiness, Jiang Feng didn’t forget to leave something else for the Jiang family. This year, everyone bought a lot of fresh seafood for his needs, but he didn’t use much on the Lunar New Year’s Eve. There are still many fish, shrimp and crabs raised in the kitchen. With. Cooking porridge is the easiest thing for Jiang Feng. It doesn't require any brain or effort. Jiang Feng cooks a pot of seafood porridge and leaves the kitchen after the porridge is cooked.

His phone is still in the room.

As soon as he arrived in the main hall, Jiang Feng ran into Jiang Junlian, whose hair was messy and messed up just after getting up, and she didn't know if she washed her face, brushed her teeth, and was still wearing pajamas.

It is a rare thing to meet Jiang Junlian this early in the morning. She basically sleeps late every year on the first day of the new year, and sleeps until the fifth aunt goes to the room to catch her and go to the village to celebrate the New Year. Basically, I never caught up with breakfast, and I ate while visiting New Year.

As soon as Jiang Junlian saw Jiang Feng's eyes brightened, she grabbed him with a low intensity and low voice. She carefully checked the surrounding area and asked in a low voice like an underground party joint: "Brother, do you have breakfast in the kitchen?"

"Yes." Jiang Feng was unconsciously lowered by Jiang Junlian's voice, "There are chuoshou, noodles and seafood porridge. Grandpa is still frying spring rolls."

Jiang Junlian immediately became energetic, and both eyes emitted weird light. Jiang Feng had thought that she was going to the kitchen with her legs, but Jiang Junlian would run back with her legs. When Jiang Feng was still standing in a daze, he was sleepy-eyed, with a palm in his hand. In all likelihood, Jiang Junlian, who was awakened by her fan and still confused, went to the kitchen, and whispered while running.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! There are chucks in the kitchen, noodles, seafood porridge, and spring rolls. The alarm clock I set specifically this morning knew that my little brother would be ready to eat, and they would wake up without going to Dad's alarm clock! "

Jiang Feng:...

What else can he say? Maybe this is the love of the twin sisters. If you have food, you don't forget to call the other one.

Jiang Feng shook his head and went back to the room. He picked up the phone and took a look. The six missed calls were all from Xia Xia, which shows Xia Xia's determination and perseverance to be the first to call him New Year's greetings.

Jiang Feng was about to call back when the seventh call came.

Answer.

"Happy New Year, Master! Am I the first to call you a New Year call this year? You probably haven't received a New Year call from others before?" As soon as I answered the call, I heard Xia Xia's energetic and a little excited voice. As soon as I heard the voice, I knew that Xia Xia on the other end of the phone was very happy.

Sure enough, it’s better to go home with your mother-in-law and cousins ​​during the Chinese New Year, or the New Year itself is very happy. Jiang Feng felt that the spiritual head in Xia Xia's words now was much better than when she was in Taifeng Building before the Chinese New Year was on holiday.

"Of course Xia Xia was the first to call New Year's greetings. It's only a little bit past seven. Who would call New Year's greetings as early as you." Jiang Feng smiled, "Has Xia Xia eat breakfast?"

"Yeah, Master, let me tell you that I made all our breakfast this morning. I made fried noodles, egg noodles, beef noodles and fish ball noodles, fried sauce and braised beef are made by my sister but fish I made the pills by myself! Not only the mother-in-law said it was delicious, but even the uncle, aunt, and sister Pingping said it was delicious. My aunt said that I could be a chef like my sister in the future." Xia Xia said. Full of pride, "Master, have you eaten breakfast?"

"Yes, I ate Chaoshou, noodles, and fried spring rolls this morning." Jiang Feng said.

"Wow." Xia Xia sighed, not sure which one he wanted to eat.

"How about Xiaxia, did you go home smoothly during the Chinese New Year this year?" Jiang Feng began to ask routinely, and he cannot be blamed for asking such boring questions. Even if Xia Xia and Ji Xue have money to travel now, they still buy train tickets according to their old habit. Sleepers are reluctant to buy train tickets, train to shuttle bus, and have to walk halfway. It takes more than a day for the sisters to return home during the New Year. It’s a lot more bumpy than ordinary people on the way home during the Chinese New Year.

Xia Xia began to tell Jiang Feng what she saw on the train when she returned home during the New Year. After returning home, her uncle, aunt, and a few cousins ​​reacted, emphatically talking about the relatives who knew Jiang Feng’s achievements this year under the propaganda of her mother-in-law Everyone knows what a master she has worshipped.

It's all trivial things, but in Xia Xia's mouth, there is a feeling of returning home.

Like last year, Xia Xia didn't mention her parents a word.

"Oh, and, Master, this year my mother-in-law has dried a lot of dried fish, which she picked out carefully, and I will let my sister bring it to you after the new year."

Jiang Feng grasped what was wrong in Xia Xia's words: "Why let Ji Xue bring it to me?"

Xia Xia's tone has not changed, she is still as relaxed and happy as before, as if she is saying a happy little thing: "Because I have decided, I will not go back in the next year."

"I want to know Wei Ju."

Obviously this is what everyone hopes for, and it is also the smoothest and most suitable road for Xia Xia that Jiang Feng and the others have planned before. But this is said from Xia Xia's mouth, in such a plain, relaxed and pleasant tone, Jiang Feng does not even Know how to answer.

"Master, I think it’s good to go to Zhiweiju. I watched the variety show you played with Zhiweiju before. I think the masters in Zhiweiju have good tempers and great craftsmanship. The desserts they make look very delicate. Beautiful, I can't do that at all."

"Master, you are so good. Now even the mother-in-law, uncle, aunt, and sister Pingping know that you are good, and the younger sister is also good. Whether it is cutting vegetables or cooking, they are better than me and can point me. I don't want to stay. Staying in the store keeps dragging you down, lest someone hears that I am your apprentice and shame you as a junior sister?" Xia Xia's voice was still as excited and high as before, and the more she said it, the more she said it. Whispered.

Jiang Feng's mood became lower and lower like Xia Xia's voice.

Before, they didn't want to help Xia Xia make choices, but now Xia Xia made the choice himself, he was even more uncomfortable.

"Xiaxia, there is one thing you need to know. If you really study with the masters at Zhiweiju and Zhiweiju, you may not be able to come back for many years, and you may not be able to see us once or twice a year." Jiang Feng only Feeling bitter in the mouth, there is a kind of tangled feeling that the child has finally grown up, but I really don't want the child to grow up.

"You have to adapt to the environment of Zhiweiju. People who are familiar with Zhiweiju live alone and prepare for ten hours of practice every day. You may not have time to go home during the Chinese New Year. You may not see us once a year." What Jiang Feng said was what Xia Xia was about to face, and there were more, but he did not say.

Xia Xia went to Zhiweiju not to study in a closed private school. She went to apprentice to learn art to endure hardship. She has to start as an apprentice. Even if she has a good talent and a certain foundation, he still has to start from scratch and re-practice the basic skills. It may even suffer more because of its excellent talent. After all, the world always has high hopes for geniuses and puts more pressure on them.

Zhiweiju is not like Taifeng Tower, Zhiweiju is open all year round, even those who are in the 30s of the year have to go to work as usual. Naturally, Xia Xia entered as an apprentice, and she might not even have annual leave for the first three or four years.

But these are minor issues.

Perhaps those masters who know Weiju will take care of Xia Xia more in life because of the face of Jiang Feng and Taifenglou, but she still faces many problems outside of life.

What Jiang Feng is really worried about is that Xia Xia will not be able to survive He knows very well that even though Xia Xia has reached the age of a high school student, her age in her heart is far less than an ordinary high school student. Because of her growing environment and family environment, Xia Xia is more extreme than many children, and more extreme than many children. She is full of edges and corners, full of thorns, and there are many years in her life without even much happiness.

She is more mature than ordinary children, and more naive than ordinary children.

She is sharper than ordinary children, and more vulnerable than ordinary children.

Even if the edges and thorns on Xia Xia's body were smoothed by the people of Taifeng Building in the past two years, it does not mean that they did not exist.

They are just hidden, hidden deep.

Of course, Jiang Feng hopes that his worries are superfluous, just pure care from the old father's useless cranky. Because Xia Xia offered to go to Yongheju this time, Jiang Feng also believed that Xia Xia really wanted to go and was willing to go.

"Xiaxia, are you really ready?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Master, I'm ready." Xia Xia said, and there was no loss and frustration in her words. "The mother-in-law is right. Master and sister are so good. I want to be as good as you. I want to be you. Apprentice, a senior sister who is worthy of being a junior sister."

"And my mother-in-law has already set up a data plan for me, and I can make a video call to you after get off work at night."

"When I have finished my studies, I will return to Taifeng Building. Master, I will definitely be recorded as a celebrity chef just like you."

Jiang Feng wanted to say something else, but he felt it was unnecessary.

"Good." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

His apprentice finally grew up.

Xia Xia is no longer the original Ji Xia kid.

Although he was not ready yet, Xia Xia had grown up quickly and began to take responsibility for her life.

very good.