Life is a Game

It’s rare that I can go home to salted fish before eight o’clock. Jiang Feng, who hasn’t had salted fish for a long time, has more than just how to salt fish. I turned on the TV and scanned all the popular TV shows in the APP. I couldn’t find one to watch. of. Wu Minqi is also not interested in watching TV. Jiang Feng felt that Zhang Guanghang's homemade dishes might be a little irritating to her. She took a bath early and went back to bed, turning off the light before 9 o'clock.

　　Jiang Feng sat in the living room and viewed the popular short drama of the channel.

　　 looked at it, Jiang Feng felt that these things had not been interesting to see the memory.

　　 Wait, remember.

　　Jiang Feng finally remembered the unrequited N pieces of memory lying in the prop column.

Click on the properties panel to open the props column, Jiang Feng found that there are really many memories lying there [Zhang Chu's memory] [Zhao Lanhua's memory] [Jiang Weiming's memory] [Jiang Weiguo's memory] A piece of memory from Sun Maocai, it can be said that the memories of the elderly group are all the same. If there is another memory of Peng Changping or Qin Guisheng, the All-Star lineup may be debut.

　　 Too much memory is also a problem from where to look. Jiang Feng hesitated, and finally chose [Zhang Chu's memory].

　　According to previous experience, Zhang Chu's memory must be related to Cao Guixiang.

　　Cinnamon must be fine.

Jiang Feng just sat on the sofa and opened [Zhang Chu's memory] very casually. While he clicked, he still sighed in his heart that he is getting bolder now. As long as no one dares to read the memory everywhere, click Yes, and then he will be densely fogged. Shrouded.

Almost in a blink of an eye, Jiang Feng felt that as soon as his eyes were closed, the fog had dispersed. He appeared in a standard country house, standing at the door. The door was open, and the room was small. It's very simple, there is only one bed and a cabinet, not even tables and chairs. There were several bamboo baskets covered with cloth in the corner. The cloth was covered with ash and covered the bamboo basket tightly.

　　 Last time Jiang Feng saw this kind of house still in Han Guishan's memory, the house where he lived in the village head's house when Han Guishan first sold the goods was almost like this, and the pattern was almost the same. The bed on the gray wall is also very simple. There is a small paper window closing the wind to open the sun, but the house where Han Guishan lives has desks and chairs because the son of the village head wants to read and write homework.

　　Jiang Feng looked at this room, and it seemed as if someone was not far away. The voices of the two people were low-pitched and unrealistic. Jiang Feng could hear the sound insulation effect of the house. Following the sound, Jiang Feng walked out of the room, making sure that the voice came from next door.

　　 The room next door was obviously bigger than this one. The door was closed. Jiang Feng walked through the wall and ran into Zhang Chu who was talking to a lean and dark middle-aged man.

　　 This room is also a bedroom, much larger than the one next door, and the furniture is more complete. Not only is there a large cabinet that is taller than people, the cabinet is locked with obviously valuables inside, in addition to a long wooden bench and a small square table. Probably because there was only one wooden stool, the two of them were standing around the table instead of sitting down.

　　 At this time, Zhang Chu can no longer be called a young handsome guy. The handsome guy is still handsome, but he can't be called a young guy. Zhang Chu is thin and straight, and his face is still a sharp and handsome face that makes people think it must be a good person. The white blouse that was yellowed because of too long wear Leng is wearing out the new summer effect.

Compared with what I remembered last time, Zhang Chumei was a little more calm at this time, a little bit less young and energetic, and shy. It can be seen that these years of experience have made him change a lot, and it is black. Quite a lot, although his face didn't change much but his temperament changed.

"Captain, I know the truth. I didn't go to other villages to change jobs in the first two years, but this year is really different. I didn't go to such places in previous years." Zhang Chudao said, "Guixiang is going to take children at home. Chiyuan is at the age of learning to walk and needs someone watching. Guixi and I have no experience at all."

"We are all educated youths. There are no elderly people and no brothers and sisters in this family. You just said that this time you have to go far enough to stay in the Longkou Production Brigade. This stay is less than a week. Guixiang is at home alone, and has to work and bring children.

"Xiao Zhang, I can understand what you said, but the captain of the Longkou Production Brigade has come to our production team to look for me with a sincere attitude. You have been here for more than two years. You also know that there is a lack of carpenters!" The captain sighed. "Before you come, we have a carpenter in the seven or eight production brigades around us. Originally, our production team had to go to other villages to borrow carpenters to change jobs."

"The Longkou Production Brigade is far away from us. Normally, we will not come to us even if we borrow carpenters to change jobs. But this time is different. Carpenter Liao over there broke his hand in the ditch, and the farm tools in the village are waiting to be repaired. Well. Originally, the labor change was one for one. Now they are willing to change one for two. Our production team lacks labor. Look at this..."

　　Zhang Chu hesitated: "In fact, it is not impossible to go to the Longkou production team, this is the point..."

　　 "Like the original, remember, go a few days to remember a few days!" The captain immediately patted his chest and promised.

　　 "If there are too many farm tools, I may need Guixiang and me to help fight."

　　 "No problem, go together, all the work points are filled, you are a couple of people who live in a house, it is easy to arrange."

　　 "That Chiyuan..."

　　 "Send to my house to let your aunt help take a few days, you are not clear about the level of your aunt carrying children, surely good, maybe you will run away when you come back Chiyuan." The captain said.

　　 "That's okay, just trouble the captain and the aunt. When will I go? I can go home and pack up." Zhang Chu agreed.

The captain immediately smiled and said: "Just wait a moment, you Uncle Zhao will drive a tractor to drag the fertilizer in the town, you and Guixiang can also walk a little less than a few miles, and the person over there will be at noon today. We have arrived in our village and will be off the ground later."

　　Zhang Chu:?

Zhang Chu, who was stunned, was sent out enthusiastically by the captain. Not only did he stuff him with cooked corn, he also urged him to go home and pick up the things as soon as possible. He set off as soon as possible, and the tractor didn't wait for anyone.

　　Zhang Chu gnawed at the corn while pondering what had just happened. Only half of the corn gnawed at the door to figure out that he should have been set off, but he didn't seem to lose money.

　　Zhang Chu shook his head and walked into the courtyard.

　　Cao Guixiang was squatting and carrying a bowl to feed porridge to his son who was sitting on a chair restlessly and always wanted to crawl out.

　　 The bowl is a sweet potato porridge that is very delicately boiled. The sweet potato is mixed with a little rice and is fragrant and sweet. At first glance, it is known that it is a child's favorite.

　　 "Why are you coming back now, the rice should be still hot to eat yourself, Hey, where did your corn come from?" Cao Guixiang noticed that Zhang Chu had half nibbled the corn in his hand.

　　 "The captain just gave it." Zhang Chu said.

Cao Guixiang didn't care: "Oh, did you go to the captain's house to repair things this morning? The chair legs were broken again? Do you fix it next time, don't break it every two months, even if the kids in his family are active Pi Shi also loves to run around and easily hit the table and chairs. The number of breaks is too frequent. The captain should also doubt it."

"No, I am repairing the **** this morning." Zhang Chu then nibbled the corn. "After you talked to me last time, I repaired it. I won't be able to break it even if the boys in their family bump into it every day. The captain has just been with me. What about au pair."

　　 Cao Guixiang stuffed a mouthful of sweet potato porridge into the mouth of Zhang Dazui’s son, and looked up at Zhang Chu: "When did you go? Haven't the villages next door changed it a few months ago?"

"Going to the Longkou Production Brigade, it's not a long way to go back, where to live. The captain said, let's go together, we will go later, and we can rub the road of Uncle Zhao's tractor, Chiyuan these few God sent him to his house."

　　 As soon as Zhang Chu's words fell, Cao Guixiang stopped feeding and stood up. Zhang Chiyuan looked at his mother blankly with a big face, apparently wondering why he didn't feed.

"It's not early to say, you take Chiyuan to the captain's house first, and I will pick up things. This kid has been able to take two steps in a few days, and it's terribly troublesome. I climbed the ground without paying attention. I washed my clothes. However, when I was feeding, I didn’t honestly want to run out, just let the aunt help take it for two days." Cao Guixiang put the bowl on the ground and would go into the house to clean up. UU reading www. Uukanshu.com saw Zhang Chu still stunned and urged, "What are you doing, hurry up and hug Chiyuan."

　　Zhang Chu: ...

　　 "This meal..."

　　 "Having eaten half a bowl, I can't be hungry. After holding it, you can tell your aunt to let Chiyuan feed a small piece of sweet potato." Cao Guixiang said and entered the house.

　　 "Clothes..."

　　 "Let me send it together after I have sorted it out."

Zhang Chu thought that Cao Guixiang made sense, looked at the bowl on the ground, and thought that since his son was born, he would eat sweet potato rice with cabbage every day. This kind of sweet potato porridge, which takes time to boil out and cost a lot of wood, can only be eaten in dreams. Then, adhering to the principle of not wasting, Zhang Chu picked up the bowl on the ground and drank all the sweet potato porridge left in the bowl.

　　 After drinking, don't forget to smash your mouth to express the nostalgia for the good life before having a son.

　　Zhang Chiyuan waiting for his dad to continue feeding:……

"Wow!!!!"

　　 The cry of the child immediately resounded throughout the yard.

　　 "Zhang Chu, what are you doing?!" Cao Guixiang's roar came from the house.

　　Zhang Chu quickly hugged his son and slapped awkwardly a few times. All he got was his son's more crying.

　　 "I will hug the past now, and the past will pass now!" Zhang Chu ran with his son on his feet, and his feet were breeze-like, which looked like every dear father who had done something bad.

　　Jiang Feng who witnessed all this: ....

　　 He seemed to know how he was sent away when Comrade Wang Xiulian and Comrade Jiang Jiankang sent him to the countryside to learn to cook when he was young.

　　 is probably this kind of drumming and drumming, which is a New Year's gift.