Chapter 31 Memory
Did Jiang Feng's life change after learning that Professor Li was his relative?
Yes, Jiang Feng got more opportunities to be called on by Professor Li in class.
There were so many opportunities that some people in the class suspected that Jiang Feng had offended Professor Li and made things difficult for him. After all, Jiang Feng's image as a scumbag was deeply rooted in people's hearts, making it difficult for people to associate him with someone who loves talents.
It's been more than half a month since school started, and Jiang Feng can now move freely between practicing cooking, helping in the shop, and studying. Ji Yue successfully obtained this year's club funds from the student union, and the healthy stir-fry restaurant has also begun to have stable regular customers. The completion of main tasks is also slowly increasing day by day.
But Jiang Feng always felt that the life of working in the kitchen every day, occasionally touching the pot, and going to the club to have fun on weekends was a bit too boring.
"Xiao Feng, the porridge seems to be ready. Go and deliver it to your aunt." Jiang Jiankang shouted from the kitchen.
Jiang Feng walked into the kitchen, opened the lid of the small pot on the gas stove, and stirred it with a spoon. It was almost done. Putting the porridge into a lunch box, Jiang Feng walked to Professor Li's house with the lunch box in hand.
Professor Li's home is less than ten minutes away from the food street. It was a teachers' apartment assigned by the school 20 years ago. The housing area is very old, and the cement on the walls is full of holes.
The porridge these days has been sent by Jiang Feng. Once when Jiang Feng went there, Li Mingyi was confused. He took Jiang Feng's hand and shouted: "Chengde, why did you come here? Huiqin and I both looked for you." It's been more than ten years..." He was obviously a skinny and frail old man, but his hands were extremely strong. Jiang Feng didn't dare to struggle for fear of hurting him, so he could only listen to him rambling about the original matter in a vague way.
However, it didn't take long before Li Mingyi didn't recognize him again, and he let go of his hand and looked for Huiqin everywhere.
Professor Li did not come back, and it was his wife Chen Suhua who opened the door for Jiang Feng.
"Auntie, are you okay?" Jiang Feng asked.
"It's good. I'm awake now. You can go in and talk to your uncle for a while." Chen Suhua packed up her lunch box and walked to the kitchen. "I haven't been confused in the past two days. I saw jujube when I was buying food in the morning. Very good. I’ll wash you a little. You sit down for a while.”
Chen Suhua is the daughter of the village party secretary whom Professor Li married when he went to work as an educated youth in the mountains and countryside. She has no education and has not even finished elementary school. She is a person in her fifties and sixties who speaks and does things very fast and has a restless temper.
Li Mingyi was sitting by the bed looking at a photo album with reading glasses. When he saw Jiang Feng come in, he smiled and waved to him.
"Xiao Feng is here to deliver porridge." Li Ming asked Jiang Feng to sit next to him, pointed to a black and white photo in the album and said: "This is the wedding photo of your great-aunt and I. Unfortunately, there were no color photos at the time. I couldn’t capture the color. Your great-aunt’s wedding dress was so beautiful. At that time, I said I would only take Western-style wedding photos, but she refused to comply and refused to wear a wedding dress. As a result, I wore a suit and she wore a wedding dress and took the wedding photos... …”
"Dad, it's time to eat." Chen Suhua had a bowl of porridge in her left hand and a plate of dates in her right hand. She put the dates on the bedside table. "The porridge is still a little hot. I'm stirring it for you. By the way, Xiaofeng, it's so sweet to eat dates." .”
"No, I'll do it myself." Li Mingyi slowly put down the photo album, took the bowl, walked to the desk and sat down, slowly stirring the porridge in the bowl with a spoon.
Jiang Feng looked at the photo album spread out on the bed, an old, somewhat yellowed black and white photo. In the photo, there is a man and a woman, both very young. They look to be in middle school or high school age. The man is wearing a suit and leather shoes with an expressionless face. The woman is wearing a phoenix crown, a square scarf half covering her face, and a mirror hanging on her chest. A wedding dress. The two of them didn't have any physical contact. If Li Mingyi hadn't said this was his wedding photo, Jiang Feng really wouldn't have been able to tell.
Li Ming scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it gently to his mouth.
Jiang Feng found a short gray hair stuck to the photo.
Li Ming opened his mouth.
Jiang Feng stretched out his hand.
Porridge in the mouth.
Hand combing hair.
"Ding, complete the side mission [The Last Good Medicine] and get the mission reward item: [A memory of Li Mingyi]."
"Ding, get the prop: [A memory of Jiang Huiqin]."
Eh?
The stingy game gave two props at once?
So generous? !
Jiang Feng twirled the hair he pulled out and threw it into the trash can.
I don’t know whether it was because he saw the photo or found a junior to share his youthful things. Li Mingyi was in a good mood today and had a good appetite. After drinking a bowl and a half of porridge, he pulled Jiang Feng and talked a lot. What happened between Shao Shao and his wife when they were young.
The wontons at the stall in the east of the city, Jiang Huiqin's wontons, the dress with a hole in it, whatever comes to mind. In the end, it was because the old man was not energetic enough and he was tired after talking, so Jiang Feng kicked Chen Suhua's shovelful of dates and left.
It took more than an hour to deliver the porridge. When Jiang Feng returned, Liu Zixuan had already gone to the library. Ji Yue was the only one in the store sitting at the table with a digital tablet to draw pictures.
"The store is closed. I'm looking after the store. My uncle and aunt went shopping for groceries. They said a batch of good goods had arrived and left in a hurry." Ji Yue said, "You go back and catch up on some sleep, just leave me alone." ”
When Ji Yue said this, Jiang Feng really felt that he was a little sleepy and needed to take a nap, but there was no need to go back to the dormitory and he could just go upstairs to catch up on his sleep.
After closing the door and clicking on the properties panel, there were two more clouds of mist in the item bar.
[A memory of Li Mingyi]: A memory that can be entered repeatedly.
[A memory of Jiang Huiqin]: A memory can only be entered once.
Disposable?
Out of curiosity, Jiang Feng clicked on Jiang Huiqin's memory and clicked yes on the option of whether to enter the memory.
The next second, Jiang Feng found himself in a woman's boudoir.
A girl wearing a female school uniform of the Republic of China was holding a bright red jacket and carefully embroidering the patterns on the cuffs. Looking at her eyebrows, she was clearly the Jiang Huiqin in the photo that Li Ming saw today.
However, Jiang Huiqin seemed unable to see Jiang Feng, as she was focused entirely on the coat in her arms. Jiang Feng tried to pick up the teacup on the small table next to him, and his hand passed directly through the teacup like a ghost. He tried to go out through the wall again, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. After finding that he could only stay beside Jiang Huiqin, Jiang Feng began to observe the room.
This is a very small room with very simple furniture, including a bed, a wooden cabinet, a small table, and a chair. Although it is small, it is well-equipped.
The bed was an ordinary wooden bed with dusty bedding on it. The wooden cabinet is as tall as a person. It is very new. It looks like it is newly made. The copper buckles are all brand new. It is painted evenly and there are carvings on it. It looks like it should be expensive.
The room was very clean. There was a copy of "Chinese Literature" on the table. There was a tin jar filled with soil on the windowsill, and two green onions were planted in it.
"Little sister, little sister!"
Someone shouted outside the door.
"Hey, brother, wait a minute, don't come in, I'm going out!" Jiang Huiqin put down her coat, opened the door and went out, Jiang Feng quickly followed. (End of chapter)