Chapter 340 Longevity Noodles
"Uncle San, come on, you eat the noodles first. I made this noodles, and the broth is made by Jiankang Diao." Jiang Jianguo pushed the noodles in front of Jiang Weiming a little more towards him and said diligently.
There are three sides in life, namely "washing three noodles", "longevity noodles" and "joining three sides". Washing three sides are eaten at the baptism ceremony three days after the birth of a child, and joining three sides are eaten at the funeral banquet three days after the death of an old man. One of these two kinds of noodles symbolizes rebirth and the other symbolizes death. Only longevity noodles are eaten on birthdays to pray for a long life.
Theoretically, longevity noodles cannot be chewed, and the noodles need to be eaten in one bite. Therefore, longevity noodles usually only come in a small bowl, which is convenient for the elderly to finish them in one bite. But according to the Jiang family's method, the longevity noodles should be made as long as possible, and the longer the noodles, the longer the life. When eating, just eat more in one bite and eat two less bites.
Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Weiming slowly picked up his chopsticks and found the source of the noodles in the noodle bowl, and then started to slurp the noodles from the source, just like how everyone slurps noodles on weekdays. Little by little, bite by bite, the noodles in the noodle bowl gradually entered Jiang Weiming's mouth like a winding path with twists and turns and snakes.
"Bah, bang, bang!" A waitress whose name Jiang Feng couldn't name actually clapped her hands excitedly, as if she had witnessed something extraordinary, with excitement and excitement written on her face.
It wasn't until she finished clapping her hands that she realized how weird her behavior had been. She lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered: "I, this is the first time I've seen someone eat longevity noodles, and I'm a little excited."
The crowd roared with good-natured laughter, and then thunderous applause erupted like a tide.
Jiang Weiming downed a bowl of noodles in one breath. Because he ate too fast and was in a hurry, he choked a little. He sat down for a while and then said: "You all, stop standing. Sit down. I'll smell it." I’m so hungry from the smell of this hot pot.”
"Third Grandpa, we have to wait for you to blow out the candles and cut the cake. How can we sit down?" Jiang Ran said.
"Yes, Master Jiang, the cake hasn't been cut yet." Everyone agreed in unison.
Jiang Weiming burst out laughing: "Look at my memory, I even forgot that I have to eat cake for my birthday. Come on, let's cut the cake. Hey, why are there two cakes?"
"This cake was specially made for you by Zhang Guanghang. I don't know who ordered the take-out cake without unpacking the box next to it. He left my phone number." Jiang Feng explained.
Everyone moved the dishes in front of Jiang Weiming to the side, making room for two cakes. Zhang Guanghang brought the French birthday cake he made to Jiang Weiming, and Jiang Feng started to unpack the cake.
Inside the packaging box is a longevity peach cake. On one side of the huge birthday peach cake is written a big Chinese character longevity, and on the other side is the Arabic numeral 99. In front of the birthday peach, there is a kind-faced old man made of cream who looks a bit cute. .
This cake is definitely expensive, at least four digits.
Jiang Feng carefully moved the cake out of the packaging box to avoid scratches that would damage the image of the entire Shoudao. When the cake was completely separated from the packaging box, the card placed inside also fell out.
Jiang Feng picked up the card. There were only six simple words on it.
Father:
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday is even followed by a period instead of an exclamation point.
Obviously, this cake belongs to Jiang Yongding.
He always remembered Jiang Weiming's lunar birthday. Although he came all the way from Shanghai and didn't call or send text messages, he ordered a cake specifically for Jiang Weiming and asked the cake shop employee to write a card.
The awkward and complicated relationship between their father and son is probably something only they can understand and adapt to.
Jiang Feng handed the card to Jiang Weiming. Jiang Weiming took the card and looked at it and was stunned. As if he couldn't believe his eyes, he read it over and over again, staring at the card as if he could see through it and see the flowers.
"Okay..." Jiang Weiming murmured, a smile spreading from his eyes to the corners of his mouth, "Let's cut the cake, and cut the birthday peach first."
"Third Grandpa, do you want to make a wish first?" Jiang Shoucheng was a little confused and didn't understand why Jiang Weiming became so happy after reading the card.
Jiang Weiming always has a smile on his face and is always a kind and kind old man, but as long as you have been in contact with him for a long time, you can easily tell the difference between his smiles.
Jiang Weiming's smile most of the time is a habitual smile. The rest of the smiles can be roughly divided into two types: happy smiles and helpless smiles. The smile on his face now clearly means that he is ecstatic at this time. smile.
He was happy and everyone could see it.
"No need to make a wish, all my wishes have been fulfilled." Jiang Weiming arrived, took the plastic knife Jiang Feng handed him, and cut the longevity peach cake in front of him into two pieces.
Jiang Weiming cut the cakes and only tasted a small bite of each cake before the chefs in the back kitchen invited Emperor Jiang Weiming to taste their own dishes like concubines competing for favor.
Among them, the most attentive one was Zhenggong Jiang Weiming, who had already scooped out the soup for Jiang Weiming. If the soup hadn't been hot enough and didn't need blowing, Jiang Weng probably could have held the bowl, stirred it with a spoon, and slowly blew on it.
"Uncle San, try the Kung Pao Chicken I made. This time it's not sweet, it's spicy!"
"Master Jiang, come and try my dish!"
"Master Jiang, my way..."
"Master, what I did today..."
Jiang Weiming was soaked in the rain and dew, and tasted the dishes in the order they were placed in front of him. After each dish, he would smile and praise the maker's recent progress, and then smile and urge them to eat quickly.
The last thing Jiang Weiming tasted was Jiang Feng's Yun Chicken. He had no choice but to ask Jiang Feng to arrive late. The Yun Chicken could only be placed at the back.
Jiang Weiming stretched his chopsticks towards Yunji and burped involuntarily.
He first ate a bowl of longevity noodles, then drank a whole bowl of strange soup under Jiang Weng's eager eyes, and then tasted so many more dishes. Although he only ate one or two bites of each dish, he couldn't stand the large number of dishes, and Jiang Weiming's old stomach was already full.
The Yun Chicken has become a little cold, and the taste is not as good as before.
Jiang Weiming bit into a piece of chicken, and before he could chew it a few more times, he was surrounded by a flood of memories.
He remembered the time he spent with his father and six other brothers at Tai Feng House when he was young. It seemed to be the wedding banquet of his eldest brother. All the brothers were drunk, even his father and sister-in-law were drunk, but only the sixth brother He and his seventh brother couldn't drink because they were too young, so they could only watch helplessly.
Jiang Weiming knew that he was almost full, but he couldn't help but pick up another piece of Yun chicken and take a bite.
He remembered it again, and this time he remembered that his sister-in-law had the last New Year's Eve dinner with them before she got married. It was originally a lively scene, and while he was eating, his sister-in-law suddenly hugged the brothers and started crying. The faces that had been blurry in his memory became extremely clear at this time. Even he thought he had already I forgot about the scenes at home and remembered them exactly as they were.
Jiang Weiming took another small piece of Yun chicken.
He recalled the joy in his heart the day his eldest son was born. He told his wife that he would train this child well in the future, let him take over his class, and be a cook like him, and he must make his son excel.
He recalled the shock and joy he felt when he received a call from Jiang Feng last winter and heard the words "Jiang Weiguo" from his mouth.
He thought of the ecstasy when he met his little brother, which was unreal and even a bit illusory.
He thought of the lively joy and joy of being together with his younger brother and his family during the Chinese New Year this year.
Jiang Weiming was so lost in memories that he even forgot to comment on the Yunji that Jiang Feng made today.
Seeing Jiang Weiming's lost look, Jiang Feng said, "Grandpa Third, I'm going to eat first." Then he left, leaving Jiang Weiming alone to reminisce about the warm time spent with his family.
When Jiang Weiming came to his senses, he realized that he had burst into tears unknowingly.
Looking back suddenly, he realized that the moments in his life that made him feel warm were actually composed of his youth in Peking, the short few years after he met his wife, got married and had children, and the six months when Jiang Feng found him. of.
His life is really a failure compared to his younger brother.
Jiang Weiming could only smile bitterly, turned to look at his noisy descendants, and saw Jiang Feng smiling with a forced expression as he stretched out his bowl to take the duck intestines cooked in the spicy pot that Wu Minqi handed him.
Jiang Weiming originally thought that this would be the end of his life. His parents, brothers, and wife all passed away one after another. He was the only one living in the world, without the company of his children or relatives. He was alone in an old house in the countryside with his wife's portrait. Waiting for death, or one day you really live to the point where you no longer want to live, then take your own life.
I didn't expect that I would still have such an opportunity when I was facing my end.
Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Feng with an unstoppable smile in his eyes.
To have such a grand nephew is to live this life in vain. (End of chapter)