Chapter 494 Night Talk
Jiang Weiming's Baiwei Soup and Jiang Weiming's Weird Soup are completely different. If there is any difference, to put it simply, it tastes good, and to put it more complicated, it has a different feeling.
It is no exaggeration to say that Jiang Feng actually felt at home from the soup in the bowl.
It's like the kind of parents and children shown in TV dramas in the early years who were separated for several years for various reasons. There were countless entanglements and resentments in the middle, but they were finally resolved one by one in the finale. At the end of the story, the family gathers together for a meal, the last bowl of soup is served, and a TV series comes to an end amidst steaming heat and laughter.
The Baiwei soup Jiang Weiming made today was the last bowl of soup.
Jiang Feng finished the soup in the bowl happily, feeling warm in his body and heart. Then he put down the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating.
After dinner, Jiang Xiaoran went back to the room to correct bugs, and Lin Juan washed the dishes and cleaned the housework. Jiang Yong took Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiming for a walk, and also took Jiang Weiming to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment so that he would not be inconvenient if he wanted to go out alone.
After walking for more than an hour, Jiang Feng returned to Jiang Yong's home and did some simple washing. He also learned about Jiang Yong's toilet that often broke down. He then sat on the sofa in the living room and had a conversation with Wu Minqi for half an hour. After a video call, he walked into Jiang Xiaoran's room.
At 10:17, Jiang Feng was already ready to go to bed. He had booked a flight for tomorrow morning and needed to get up early, so he planned to go to bed early.
Jiang Xiaoran was still typing on the computer screen to correct bugs.
Seeing Jiang Feng go to bed, Jiang Xiaoran realized that his new cousin wanted to sleep. Jiang Xiaoran looked at the computer, hesitated for a while, shut down the computer decisively, and went out to wash up.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaoran returned to the room, turned off the light and went to bed.
Jiang Feng didn't fall asleep and turned over. As a qualified young man cultivating immortality, going to bed at 10 o'clock is really not his style.
Five minutes later, Jiang Xiaoran also turned over on the bed.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Feng turned over.
Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Xiaoran turned over with great movement, followed closely by Jiang Feng, and they both sighed in unison.
Jiang Feng and Jiang Xiaoran both knew in their hearts that the other person was not asleep, but that there were outsiders around, so they were embarrassed to take out their mobile phones to practice immortality as usual, and instead tried hard to force themselves to sleep.
"Cousin, are you asleep?" Jiang Xiaoran spoke first.
"No." Jiang Feng opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling.
"I heard from my dad that you live in Peiping with my grandfather and several cousins, right?" Jiang Xiaoran asked.
"Yes, but we only moved to Peking in July this year. Our family has a restaurant in Peking. Several of my uncles and my parents all work in the restaurant. I am also there, as well as my grandfather and third grandfather. Even your grandfather is here, and the three of us are chefs." Jiang Feng said.
"That's great." Jiang Xiaoran couldn't help but sigh.
"Huh?"
"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I just think it's fun and lively for such a big family to get together." Jiang Xiaoran explained, "I'm different. I'm an only child, and my mother is an only daughter. Growing up, I didn’t have any cousins of the same age. You wouldn’t believe it, but I never saw my two aunts.”
"Never seen him once?" Jiang Feng looked in disbelief.
"Yes, I've never met him once. In fact, I haven't seen my grandpa that many times. I didn't recognize my grandpa when I saw him today. I don't have a photo of my grandpa at home, only a photo of my grandma. I don't know if you recognize him. I know my uncle. I heard he seems to be working in Shu, but I haven’t met him a few times. I haven’t seen my cousin very often,” Jiang Xiaoran said, “My dad told me before that my grandpa would come to my house to celebrate the New Year this year. I thought he was talking nonsense. We haven’t gone back to my grandpa’s house to celebrate the New Year in almost 10 years. When I was a kid, I would go back to my grandpa’s house right after the New Year’s Eve dinner.”
"I still don't understand what happened. I always feel that my dad and my grandpa don't have a good relationship."
Jiang Feng finally realized that Jiang Xiaoran knew nothing about the love and hatred between his father and his grandfather, and was a standard marginal figure.
But how could a fringe character "drop" the game if he touches it? In the past, the things that "dropped" when I touched them were all key figures, such as Zhang Zhiyun and Yongheju's window frames, which all have stories.
Jiang Xiaoran doesn't look like a person with a story.
"Brother Xiaoran, what do you think of the food cooked by Third Grandpa?" Jiang Feng asked.
Jiang Xiaoran was silent for a while before speaking, and his tone seemed a little embarrassed.
"To tell you the truth, I remember when I was a kid, I was beaten by my dad because I wanted to stay at my grandpa's house on New Year's Eve and wait for the first grade meal."
Jiang Feng suddenly became energetic and began to share with Jiang Xiaoran his and several cousins' experiences of being beaten by their grandfather when they were children: "This is normal. When I was young, my cousins and I were often beaten by my grandfather just to eat more food. To put it bluntly, my grandfather’s skills are not as good as those of my third grandfather.”
Jiang Xiaoran smiled: "I thought it was just me. I always felt so embarrassed that I didn't dare to tell others, and my dad didn't even mention it. I didn't expect you, cousin Xiaofeng, to be like this too."
Because they had the same experience of being beaten, Jiang Xiaoran felt that the distance between him and Jiang Feng was suddenly shortened, and their title changed from cousin to Xiaofeng's cousin.
"Brother Xiaoran, did you stay in the end?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.
"No, my dad took me away after beating me. I remember my dad was driving the car that day. I was sitting in the back seat crying while my mom handed me paper." Jiang Xiaoran said, "But why that day? I really want to stay at my grandpa’s house. I don’t remember. It seems that I ate a dish that I thought was particularly delicious. I have forgotten the specific reason after so many years.”
Jiang Feng said with relief: "It's okay if you eat. If you eat, you'll be beaten. It'll be miserable if you don't."
Regarding the matter of being beaten for eating, Jiang Feng felt that the children of the Jiang family had a special say. Starting from his father's generation, 50% of the reasons for being beaten were because of eating, and the remaining 50% were because of cooking. Anyway, it has something to do with food.
"Same."
"By the way, Brother Xiaoran, when and how old were you when you were beaten? I remember that when I was twelve or thirteen years old, my grandfather beat me for eating. My older cousin was also beaten for this kind of thing after he entered junior high school. Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Xiaoran: "...16."
Jiang Feng: "..."
A bit strong.
Jiang Fengdu was in awe.
There was silence in the room.
"Ahem, it's getting late, let's go to bed. I remember you have to catch a flight tomorrow morning, and I have to go to work tomorrow morning." Jiang Xiaoran turned over and faced the wall.
"Yes, yes, it's time to go to bed, it's time to go to bed, everyone has to get up early." Jiang Feng also turned over and faced Apple.
As soon as Jiang Feng closed his eyes, the fruity aroma of apples lingered on the tip of his nose, lingering.
The tighter you close your eyes, the stronger the fruity aroma becomes, and the more you want to sleep, the more you want to eat.
Jiang Feng:...
Damn, I really want to eat apples.
Especially the crispy apples. The apples cut into pieces are wrapped in a special starch liquid made by the old man himself, and then fried in a pan.
It's fragrant and crispy, especially at the New Year's Eve dinner table, where the crispy apples are eaten by the chopsticks of many cousins.
Jiang Feng seemed to hear the clicking sound of crispy apples chewing in his mouth.
Jiang Feng swallowed silently, turned over, and faced Jiang Xiaoran.
"Brother Xiaoran, do you want to eat an apple?"
"Huh?"
"How about I peel two apples and let's eat an apple first? I heard that eating some fruit before going to bed will help you sleep." Jiang Feng began to lie seriously and even sat up from the bed.
Jiang Xiaoran was a little confused and didn't know why the topic changed to whether he should eat an apple. But after thinking about it, he felt that Jiang Feng's words made sense. He couldn't sleep anyway, so he might as well eat an apple and calm down.
"Okay." Jiang Xiaoran also sat up and turned on the light.
The light illuminated the room, almost blindingly.
Jiang Feng took two apples from the box, went to the kitchen to find a fruit knife and peeled the apples. Then he and Jiang Xiaoran sat face to face on the bed and began to gnaw apples.
After chewing the apple, turn off the lights, go to bed, and sleep.
After turning over, Jiang Feng fell asleep peacefully.
Half an hour later, Jiang Xiaoran, who was still awake, asked softly and uncertainly: "Cousin Xiaofeng, are you asleep?"
What answered him was Jiang Feng's steady breathing.
Jiang Xiaoran was shocked, could eating apples really help him sleep?
But why did Jiang Feng fall asleep so quickly, but he was still suffering from insomnia.
Could it be that I didn’t eat enough and the amount was not enough, so the effect was not obvious?
Jiang Xiaoran got up with his own hands and feet, and quietly took out an apple from the box. The apple was peeled in the kitchen, and he sat alone at the dining table in the living room and ate the apple.
After eating the apple, Jiang Xiaoran went back to his room to sleep.
An hour later, Jiang Xiaoran stood up again and gently took out an apple from the box. After peeling the apple as before, he sat alone in the living room and ate the apple.
There was no one in the middle of the night, and there was silence. The only things that accompanied Jiang Xiaoran were the apple in his hand and a small dim lamp.
What a warm, lonely, weird, scary, and even creepy scene!
When Lin Juan went to the bathroom at night, she opened the door and saw her son sitting alone at the dining table, ecstatically chewing an apple. She was really shocked.
"Xiao Ran, what are you doing? You're up in the middle of the night." Lin Juan asked.
Only then did Jiang Xiaoran come to his senses: "Mom, can't I sleep? I heard that eating more fruit at night can help you sleep."
"Hiccup."
Lin Juan: "..."
"Stop eating, go back to sleep quickly, lie down on the bed and close your eyes and fall asleep." Lin Juan shook her head helplessly, opened the door and entered the toilet.
Jiang Xiaoran finished the apple in three mouthfuls and went back to his room to sleep.
In the silent night, Jiang Xiaoran was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep.
Three minutes later.
"Hiccup."
Jiang Xiaoran didn't know whether eating apples would help him sleep, but it was true that he could satisfy his hunger. (End of chapter)