Chapter 77 Meeting
"I am, who are you?" Jiang Weiming asked in a loud voice.
"I am Jiang Feng, I..."
"Young man, you may have dialed the wrong number. I don't know you. I don't buy insurance, buy a house, invest in funds and stocks, and have no interest in regular financial management. I don't believe in scams either. Find the next one!"
Then Jiang Weiming hung up the phone.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
How many sales calls has he received recently, and he is so skillful in answering them.
Jiang Feng called again.
This time it was picked up in seconds.
"Young man, I told you I'm not interested in those things. I'm just an old man living in the country and I have no money!"
Seeing that Jiang Weiming was inclined to hang up the phone again, Jiang Feng quickly said: "Do you know Jiang Weiguo?"
The other end of the phone was silent for a full thirty-four seconds, but it seemed extremely long.
"Who are you?"
"I am the grandson of Jiang Weiguo. I saw a photo of you and her at an elder's house before. I thought they looked alike, so I asked her for your phone number. I just wanted to ask." Jiang Feng said the words he had prepared before. When he came out, he swallowed and became even more nervous. His voice trembled when he spoke, "Are you Jiang Weiguo's brother?"
"I am."
Jiang Feng almost threw his phone out in excitement.
"I am his third brother. How is your grandfather?"
"My grandpa is very good. He is in good health. He can eat, drink, sleep, and cook. Where are you now? Is it convenient to meet you sometime? I am now in the provincial capital of Shu. Look..."
"Tomorrow, I'll go to the provincial capital tomorrow, and I'll contact you then." Jiang Weiming said.
"I'd better go to your place! It's not convenient for you to run around at such an old age. Just tell me your address and I can find him." How could Jiang Feng let a ninety-year-old man come all the way to find him.
"I'm going to find you!" Jiang Weiming couldn't tolerate Jiang Feng's refusal and hung up the phone.
It was like avoiding Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng actually wanted to make another call, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. Jiang Weiming has been in Sichuan for so many years, and he probably has already accepted that his brothers are no longer alive, just like the old man. Now when he first hears the news of searching for relatives, it will definitely take time to digest it.
Jiang Feng sent a text message to Jiang Weiming - Third Grandpa, I will pick you up at the train station tomorrow.
Two minutes later, Jiang Weiming replied with a good word.
Jiang Feng didn't know that Jiang Weiming, who was in his nineties, was holding a mobile phone for elderly people. When he saw the three words "Grandpa San", he drew a good word on the screen with shaking hands for two minutes before he could draw a good word.
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Jiang Feng woke up early the next day and didn't sleep well at night. He had weird dreams all night. One second it was him picking up Jiang Weiming at the station, and the next second it was Jiang Weiming hitting him on the head with a spatula and scolding him for putting the wrong ingredients for the minced pepper fish head. Later he even dreamed that he had made the minced pepper fish head that met the requirements. After Wang Hao finished eating, he successfully confessed to the school beauty. Single men and women in the school chased him and asked him to make fish heads with chopped peppers.
Jiang Feng was actually frightened and woke up.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and looked at my phone. It was 6:55.
I simply got up, washed up, put on relatively formal clothes, went to the gate of the community to eat a bowl of rice rolls as usual, and then went straight to the train station.
Before Jiang Weiming sent him any message, Jiang Feng just found an exit and stood waiting. Did you look at the time and feel a little nervous and scared, just like the netizens said?
Finally, at around nine o'clock, Jiang Feng received a text message from Jiang Weiming.
"I'll be there at 9:32."
He could arrive at 9:30. Jiang Weiming had to go from the countryside to the town first, and then from the town to the county. Jiang Feng suspected that Jiang Weiming might have set off after six o'clock.
In fact, Jiang Weiming started preparing at around 4 o'clock. Old people can't sleep, and they go to bed early and get up early, but Jiang Weiming basically didn't fall asleep, lying in bed tossing and turning.
Ever since Jiang Feng said the word "Jiang Weiguo" last night, Jiang Weiming had no doubt about him. He was separated from his father and several brothers on the way to escape. In 1951, he changed his name to Jiang Yuanchao. Even his son didn't know who he was. It turned out that his name was Jiang Weiming, and I didn’t know that he actually had six brothers.
But Jiang Weiming didn't expect that he was already a dying old man at the age of 97. Nearly eighty years later, his younger brother's grandson could actually find him and tell him that his younger brother was still alive.
Jiang Weiming tossed and turned all night last night, thinking about what clothes to wear and what gifts to bring to his grandnephew. He got up and rummaged through the cabinets for more than four days, and finally settled on two jars of kimchi. He picked these two jars of kimchi carefully from the kimchi jar. Carefully selected, the best ones are selected.
Jiang Weiming sent a text message to Jiang Feng after leaving the station, and then stood there waiting for Jiang Feng with a cloth bag slung across his body. Jiang Feng hadn't found Jiang Weiming yet, but Jiang Weiming recognized Jiang Feng at a glance.
There is no other reason. Jiang Feng looks a bit like Jiang Chengde.
When Jiang Weiming saw Jiang Feng for the first time, the thought that came to his mind was that he must like this grandson very much, but he is too thin. If he were stronger, he would look more like his father.
When Jiang Feng saw Jiang Chengde in his memory, he felt that he was 45% similar to him. These 45% were magnified to 78% in Jiang Weiming's eyes. Jiang Weiming suppressed his excitement and quickly walked up to pat Jiang Feng's cheek. shoulder.
Jiang Feng turned around and recognized it immediately: "Third Grandpa!"
Compared with Jiang Weiming in 1987, he is older now, with more wrinkles, sagging skin, many age spots on his hands and face, a lot of hunched back, and even his eyes are dim.
Time is really a terrible killer.
"Have you eaten?" Jiang Weiming asked.
Jiang Feng didn't expect that Jiang Weiming's first words when he saw him would be this. He was a step slow when he spoke, and Jiang Weiming grabbed him and pulled him out of the station without any explanation.
"Third Grandpa invites you to have breakfast. Third Grandpa knows that there is a shop next to the train station that sells candies very well."
Everyone in Jiang Feng was stunned.
He was dragged by Jiang Weiming to a small shop with simple decoration. He watched him order a dish, a bowl of porridge, and two skewers of oily candies. Then he watched helplessly as Jiang Weiming sat opposite him and took out two cans from his bag. Pickle.
He didn't expect that the plot would develop like this.
He originally thought that even if it wasn't the bloody scene in TV dramas where you hug each other and cry after a successful family search, it would still be a warm recognition story. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a gourmet episode about going to a breakfast shop to have breakfast.
Jiang Weiming, like an elder whom he had known very well but hadn't seen for a long time, skillfully began to treat the younger generation to dinner.
"Come on, Xiaofeng, try the sugar-oiled fruit, a special snack from Shu." Jiang Weiming greeted him very skillfully.
As long as he sees Jiang Feng's face, he will think of his biological father Jiang Chengde, and when he thinks of Jiang Chengde, he will no longer feel strange.
"Oh, oh." Jiang Feng didn't know what to say, so he obediently picked up a bunch of candy canes.
His first impression of Jiang Weiming was that the old man was not only old but also very strong. He had just pulled him, but he couldn't resist.
Jiang Feng has never eaten sugar-oiled fruit.
I saw it on the street yesterday, but it wasn't very well-fried, it was greasy, and it was disgusting to look at. The ones in this store look pretty good, with caramel color and sugar-coated fruits sprinkled with sesame seeds. There are five in a bunch, all about the same size.
When you bite into it, the skin is crispy and soft inside, and the inside is hollow. It is made of glutinous rice. The outer skin is fried just right, crispy and fragrant. It is coated with a layer of syrup. If you chew it carefully, you can taste a little sourness. It is a bit sticky and very chewy. strength.
Jiang Feng was impressed by this store.
It is not easy to make this kind of food hollow.
When Jiang Feng looked up, he saw Jiang Weiming looking at him with a smile.
"Xiao Feng, how has your grandpa been doing these years?"
Coming!
That's the problem!
Jiang Feng rehearsed all night last night what would happen when they meet today, what would happen, what questions Jiang Weiming might ask, and what they should talk about. They rehearsed until one or two o'clock. Just now, Jiang Weiming caught Jiang Feng off guard by inviting Jiang Feng to have breakfast, and now the plot has finally returned to the correct direction!
Jiang Feng sat upright, cleared his throat, and prepared to show the results of last night's rehearsal. Thank you book friend 140412184936671, Mengguimeng for the reward of 500 starting coins, General Tiger for the reward of 44100 starting coins
(End of chapter)