Chapter 491 Confusion
There was plenty of heating on the high-speed train. As soon as Jiang Feng put his luggage away, he felt hot and took off his coat. When he returned to his seat, he found that Jiang Weiming had only taken off his scarf, mask and earmuffs, and the down jacket was still tightly wrapped around his body.
"Xiao Feng, look at whether my phone is broken. Why can't I load this video for so long?" Jiang Weiming squinted at the phone and handed it to Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng took the phone and took a look. The video had turned into a black screen, and the small circle symbolizing the loading process had been spinning wildly.
"Grandpa Third, the signal on the high-speed rail is not good, it's normal." Jiang Feng returned the phone to Jiang Weiming.
Jiang Weiming could only turn off his phone with a disappointed look on his face, just like an Internet-addicted teenager who disconnected from the Internet halfway through playing games.
"Xiao Feng, when can we arrive?" Jiang Weiming asked.
"At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the second uncle said that he would wait for us at the exit of the station." Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Weiming sighed and continued to look like an Internet-addicted boy.
Seeing Jiang Weiming's appearance, Jiang Feng thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and suggested: "Grandpa Third, I downloaded a few episodes of domestic TV series, but I haven't watched them yet. How about we watch them together?"
Jiang Feng prayed in his heart that the plot and three-view logic of the drama Ji Yue recommended to him would be more normal. It would be best not to have tragic plots such as brother and brother, uncle and nephew, mistress and main wife.
Otherwise, he didn't know how to explain to Jiang Weiming.
"Okay." Jiang Weiming agreed.
The grandfather and grandson just watched a sweet TV series recommended by Ji Yue on the high-speed train with a small mobile phone and an earphone each.
Although the TV series Ji Yue recommended this time was very normal, after three episodes Jiang Feng was very happy to find that not only was it domestically produced, the male and female protagonists were both very good-looking, and there were no bad plots or any socialist brotherhood that seemed possible. This kind of supporting role is not easy to explain to Jiang Weiming.
Everything is normal, but the TV series is not good to watch.
After episode 3, Jiang Feng wanted to make news.
Jiang Feng secretly glanced at Jiang Weiming and saw that he was staring at the phone screen with eyes and expressions as if he were watching the news broadcast. He knew that he had no interest in this drama.
Sensing Jiang Feng's movements, Jiang Weiming took the initiative and said, "Xiao Feng, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
Jiang Feng didn't feel hungry at first. Except when he smelled the passengers eating instant noodles when he first got on the bus, and his appetite was aroused by the instant noodles box, he had never had the desire to eat. But Jiang Feng had only drank a small bowl of hangover soup and a few cups of warm cold drinks since he got up in the morning. After Jiang Weiming said this, he really felt hungry.
"A bit, I didn't expect you, Third Grandpa, to bring food, biscuits?" Jiang Feng asked.
"There are two steamed buns left this morning. I didn't want to bring them with me at first. Your fifth uncle and I ate all the lunch before we came out, but he insisted on stuffing it into his bag because he was afraid that we would be hungry on the way. Look, Come on, your fifth uncle stuffed it right." Jiang Weiming said with a smile, pointing to the small bag on the luggage rack, "It's in that bag."
Jiang Feng stood up and took down the small bag from the luggage rack. He opened the zipper and saw two flat white-flour steamed buns wrapped in plastic bags.
Jiang Feng took the steamed bun out of the bag. The steamed bun that was originally flattened slowly expanded and became its original shape.
"Grandpa Third, did you steam this this morning?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Yeah, I heard your fifth uncle say that he wanted to eat steamed buns two days ago. I wanted to steam them yesterday but forgot, so I steamed them this morning. I'm getting less sleep now, and it's past five o'clock every day. Just woke up, it’s a good time to wake up Let's start making steamed buns." Jiang Weiming said, staring at the steamed buns in Jiang Feng's hands, "Xiao Feng, if you like it, I can wait until the end of the year to make it specially for you. Now that the steamed buns are cold, they probably won't taste very good."
"Okay." Jiang Feng showed a smile, opened the plastic bag of the steamed buns, took out one and took a bite, still holding the steamed buns in his mouth.
"My grandpa used to make steamed buns all the time, and he made steamed buns with distiller's grains. We are all very happy..." Jiang Feng froze before he could say the word "happy" and shut up to chew the steamed buns in his mouth.
Jiang Weiming also made steamed buns with distiller's grains, but when he took them out just now, the steamed buns were already cold, so he didn't notice.
Compared with the freshly cooked rice wine lees steamed buns, the texture and taste of the rice wine lees steamed buns that Jiang Feng had eaten now were completely cold and had been stuffed into a bag and pressed for several hours.
But it's a familiar taste.
It tastes almost exactly the same as Jiang Weiguo's distiller's lees steamed buns after they've cooled down.
Jiang Feng believed that Zheng Siyuan's distiller's lees steamed buns should taste like this after they are completely cooled.
Quickly chewing the steamed bun with lees in his mouth, Jiang Feng couldn't wait to ask: "Grandpa Third, who did you learn this steamed bun from?"
Jiang Weiming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Oh, Xiaofeng, you should feel that the taste is quite similar to what your grandpa makes when you eat it. Your grandpa can also make it. We learned this steamed bun from your great-grandmother."< br>
"Grandma?" Jiang Feng didn't expect this answer. After thinking for a moment, he quickly retrieved the Qin Wan he saw in his memory.
His great-grandmother, even though her family was poor, owed huge debts, and was pregnant, she still smiled gently. She would comfort her husband with a big belly and whisper to her husband. She would hold a bowl at the dinner table and give spoonfuls to her husband. A woman who feeds her son and smiles more gently than the gentle Jiangnan women.
"Yes, your great-grandma makes the most delicious steamed buns with lees." Jiang Weiming looked nostalgic, "Has your grandpa ever told you about your great-grandma and us?"
Jiang Feng shook his head.
"He, forget it, I'm not qualified to say anything about him, I'm the same. I didn't want to mention them at first, because I always felt that after people passed away, there was a regret in my heart, and mentioning it would only increase the sadness. But now that I’m older, I think it’s a good thing to mention it to others. We can’t let you little ones know nothing about things at home when we are old.”
"Your great-grandmother's name is Qin Wan. She is a very gentle person. Before your great-aunt got married, her family ran a snack shop. Because she was a girl who didn't learn any skills and could only make simple steamed buns and stuffed buns. . At that time, girls got married early and men got married early. Your great-grandmother married your great-grandfather when she was 14 years old. She gave birth to your great-grandfather when she was 16 years old. She gave birth to your great-grandfather when she was 35 years old. She died of illness at the age of 37. ”
As he spoke, Jiang Weiming sighed.
Jiang Feng could only listen quietly, silently eating steamed buns while listening to Jiang Weiming talk about the past.
"At that time, the emphasis was always on having more children, more blessings, and some people gave birth to more than a dozen, but blessings may come from the family but not necessarily from the mother. Your great-grandmother gave birth to 7 children. She was originally in good health, but she was completely born. The child is exhausted because of the busy business of Tai Feng House. You have to rush to the store early in the morning. Your great-grandmother usually makes breakfast at home. We all like to eat steamed buns with distiller's grains, so what your great-grandmother makes most are steamed buns with distiller's grains. Speaking of which, your grandfather learned how to make them. The first dish is steamed buns with rice wine grains. ”
"First dish?" Jiang Feng looked surprised.
"Your great-grandmother had already passed away at that time, and your grandfather was born late. When he was born, your great-grandfather was already engaged. Your great-great-grandfather taught us all our first dishes, except your grandfather's first dish. It was taught by your second grandfather.”
"Second Grandpa?"
Jiang Weiming smiled: "It seems like he is really tight-lipped like me and has refused to mention anything these years. Your second grandfather is called Jiang Weijin. Among our brothers, your second grandfather is the most talented in cooking. Your great-grandfather is the most talented. The one I like is your second grandfather. He is often said to be the person most qualified to take over the position of chef of Tai Feng House. We always liked to compete with him, as if we could win the position of chef if we beat him. ”
"Second Grandpa is so powerful!" Jiang Feng sighed.
"He is really good at both red and white cases. He is talented and can learn everything with a little bit of knowledge. When your great-grandpa and I were still working with your great-grandpa in the store, he was able to make snacks for the customers by himself. Because of him, your great-grandfather went to other restaurants to ask the master Bai An from Suzhou to teach him dim sum, which is a treatment that none of our other brothers have."
"It's a pity, hey." Jiang Weiming sighed.
The more Jiang Feng listened to what Jiang Weiming said, the more he felt that the incredible idea in his heart might be true. He couldn't help but ask insinuatingly: "Third Grandpa, are you sure that all the other brothers except you and Grandpa were safe when you fled?" …all died unfortunately?”
Jiang Weiming could see what Jiang Feng really wanted to ask, and couldn't help but smile and pat his head: "How can you be so lucky? Even if you didn't die back then, until now... your grandpa and I can still be alive today. It is a great luck to meet each other, how can I dare to dream about the rest?”
"Then how did you get separated from Grandpa and the others?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Back then, when we left Beiping City together, there was no war in Beiping City. At that time, the customs outside the pass had already fallen. Many people heard the news and fled south. Originally, we made an agreement with your great-aunt and her family to meet up in Jinling. At that time, the trains were out of service and there were too many of us to buy ferry tickets. The roads were very chaotic and there were refugees and bandits everywhere. Riots broke out in many cities, and you didn’t know where you were while walking.”
"First, your eldest grandma's children were separated. Your eldest grandpa and grandma went out to look for each other and never came back. When they were passing through a county, your fifth and sixth grandpas got dysentery. All the doctors in the county town ran away. I could only I went to the next county town overnight to find a doctor, but was arrested on the way there. The bandits captured me. Later, when I escaped, I went back to find your grandfather and his friends. They were no longer in the county, so I followed the others and fled south in a daze. Later, I joined the army and fought in the army, and then became a deserter. .”
"At that time, deserters would be shot if they were caught. The person who escaped with me was a man from Shu. He said that there were many mountains there. If we ran to Shu, we would definitely not be caught. So I went with him in a daze. I fled to Shu, but I arrived alive and he died there. Halfway." Jiang Weiming gave a wry smile, "It was always like that back then. Everyone lived in a daze. Some people died in a daze while they were alive, and some people lived in a daze like me until they succeeded."
Jiang Feng knew that Jiang Weiming deliberately used a series of muddles to make these things sound easier, in order to cover up the mountains of blood and tears behind the muddles.
It is rare to be confused in life. (End of chapter)