Chapter 574 Weird Memory (Fourth update!) (Additional update for IAG_Qishen Alliance Leader!)
(It’s Chapter 569, I typed the wrong chapter every day〒_〒)
When Jiang Feng came to the men's room on the second floor, which he hadn't been to for a long time, he opened the attribute panel and even felt like he was home.
Directly passing through [Jiang Xiaoran's memory] and clicking [Fang Yaqing's memory], the choice was yes. Jiang Feng was instantly shrouded in fog.
Jiang Feng found himself on the street.
It should be a quiet afternoon, the sun is just right, and it is shining warmly on your body. It is not hot and dry, and there is a gentle breeze that makes the leaves in the green belt rustle.
There were no vehicles on the road, but there were some students riding bicycles with schoolbags on their backs. The shops on the street are open normally, but the signs are a bit old. They sell everything, including a printing shop, a building materials store, a hardware store, a grocery store, and a noodle shop. It looks like it should be an old street.
It should be a leisurely environment, but Jiang Feng always felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.
He was followed by a father and daughter.
The father is a middle-aged man with a very elegant appearance. He is meticulously dressed in formal clothes, and the leather shoes on his feet have been wiped clean and shiny. He is obviously a person who pays great attention to appearance.
The daughter must be Fang Yaqing. She is wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag. Judging from her age, she should still be in junior high school. She has a monotonous ponytail and ordinary canvas shoes. She is walking listlessly next to her father. She does not seem very happy.
The two people walked like this without any communication or even making a sound. Fang Yaqing walked unhappily and kicked stones on the ground. Her father didn't care. Her father didn't seem to care about anything.
Jiang Feng stared carefully at Fang Yaqin's father's eyes, feeling that his eyes seemed to be looking ahead but not looking ahead. It was impossible to guess what he was looking at and thinking. He gave the impression that he was a very indifferent person.
The two of them walked along this old street like this for more than ten minutes, as if they were two strangers who just happened to walk together.
If it weren't for the sound of wind, footsteps, bicycle bells, and the sounds of shopkeepers talking to customers coming from the street shops, Jiang Feng would have suspected that he was watching a mime.
Absurd and weird, it makes people shudder.
The atmosphere between Fang Yaqin and her father can no longer be described as weird, it's like a horror movie shooting scene.
Jiang Feng felt that as long as the father and daughter just turned a corner and walked a few more steps into a deserted alley, maintaining this atmosphere and setting up a camera to follow the whole process, they could directly show it on the big screen without editing.
The horror atmosphere is extremely good, and it belongs to the type that makes people feel more and more panicked the more they watch it.
Then father and daughter turned a corner.
But instead of turning into a deserted alley, he turned into a residential area. Jiang Feng could clearly see a large residential area in front of him, with some scattered shops on the periphery of the residential area.
It looked like they were both going home.
Jiang Feng couldn't help but look back and forth between father and daughter, trying to determine whether Fang Yaqing and her father were at odds or whether their father and daughter had always gotten along like this. Although Fang Yaqing looked a little angry, her father didn't react at all. Fang Yaqing seemed to be angry with herself.
The two of them walked to the gate of the community, and Fang Yaqing's father turned around and was about to go in.
"I'm going to buy food." Fang Yaqing said, regardless of her father's reaction, she went straight to the pastry shop in front.
Fang Yaqing's father stopped, turned around, and followed Fang Yaqing.
Jiang Feng looked up at the name of the pastry shop and found that the pastry shop had no name, and the signboard was empty and just had a plaque.
Jiang Feng sighed that this memory was full of weirdness, and followed Fang Yaqing into the pastry shop.
This pastry shop is not big, but the inside is quite large. In addition to the display cabinets, there are also several tables and chairs for diners to eat in the shop.
There was no one in the window, but there were sounds inside. The pastry chef was probably busy inside.
"Is there anyone there?" Fang Yaqing called.
"Yes, wait a minute." Jiang Feng was surprised to find that the voice sounded somewhat familiar to him.
Not long after, Zheng Da walked out with a plate of freshly baked peach cakes.
Ten years ago, Zheng Da was fatter than he is now. He sweated a lot after working in the kitchen for a long time, and his whole face looked oily, giving him the appearance of a middle-aged greasy man.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
"Who are you, Master Zheng?" Fang Yaqing obviously didn't know Zheng Da.
"I'm his dad, and he went on a blind date." Zheng Da said.
"Oh." Fang Yaqing looked at the display window, "Please help me weigh the 10-yuan sesame jelly candy and the 10-yuan Dingsheng cake."
"Okay." Zheng Da started stuffing cakes into the bag unskillfully and almost spilled the cakes in the bag when he was on the scale.
"Is 22 yuan okay?" Zheng Da asked.
"Okay." Fang Yaqing took out the money.
Fang Yaqing's father stood behind and watched, and Jiang Feng noticed that his eyes actually fell on the freshly baked peach cakes.
"Weigh 20 yuan peach cakes." Fang Yaqing's father suddenly said.
Zheng Da weighed him another 20 yuan peach cake, and this time it was accurate. Jiang Feng saw that the price displayed on the electronic scale was 20 yuan and 46 cents.
The father and daughter just carried their belongings one by one and continued to look at each other and went home in silence.
It wasn't until they returned home and the two of them put the pastries they bought on the table that Fang Yaqing lost her temper preemptively.
"Yesterday, my mother and I agreed to go out to eat with my classmates tonight. Today is my birthday. Why can't I go out to eat with my classmates? Why did you come to pick me up at the school gate so politely?" Fang Yaqing said angrily, obviously holding back. It’s been a long journey, but it’s hard to get angry outside.
"I called your mother at noon. She will buy groceries in the afternoon and eat them at home in the evening." Fang Yaqing's father said, his face expressionless and indifferent.
"Why, my classmates and I have already agreed. Why don't you let me go out to eat as soon as I come back from a business trip?" Fang Yaqing became even more angry.
This time, there was a slight fluctuation in expression on Fang Yaqing's father's face. Jiang Feng kept staring at his face to see that he seemed to have something to say, but in the end he held it back.
"On your birthday, you should have dinner with your family. You can eat with your classmates anytime." Fang Yaqing's father said.
"I made an agreement with my classmates last week about when not to eat at home. I eat at home every day!" Fang Yaqing was still unhappy.
"Don't make this excuse just because you came back from a business trip and wanted everyone to have dinner together." Fang Yaqing's quarrel with her father was interesting. She was the one who got angry and she was the one who turned off the engine. After a few words of quarrel, her tone softened a lot. Maybe it's because there's no fuss.
Fang Yaqing's father had no expression on his face when he spoke, and his tone was very flat. It would never be possible to quarrel with such a person, it would only make people think that he was quarreling with himself.
"Will grandparents come tonight?" Fang Yaqing asked.
"Will come."
"That's pretty much it." Fang Yaqing grabbed the pastries she just bought and prepared to go back to the room. She seemed to have remembered something and added, "My classmates and I have agreed to go out to eat this Saturday. Dad, I'll tell you in advance. Okay, don’t let me go out because of other things this Saturday.”
"Yeah."
"By the way, dad, where's my birthday gift? You've been away on a business trip for so long, so it's impossible that you didn't buy me anything, right?" Fang Yaqing reached out to her dad for a gift.
"In the suitcase."
"Where's the suitcase?"
Fang Yaqing's father paused: "At school."
"Why don't you take the suitcase home? Are you coming back tonight?" Fang Yaqing asked.
"The project is not yet..."
"Oh, I know." Fang Yaqing pouted, this time she was really ready to go back to the house.
Fang Yaqing's father picked up the peach cake that was still warm on the table and handed it to Fang Yaqing, saying: "Eat less of the freshly baked peach cake."
"I don't like peach cakes." Fang Yaqing was a little unhappy.
“It’s delicious fresh from the oven.”
"Oh." Fang Yaqin returned to the room carrying three bags, and Jiang Feng followed in.
When Fang Yaqing was arguing with his father just now, Jiang Feng took the opportunity to visit her house, which had three bedrooms and two living rooms. The decoration is very simple, with two bedrooms and a study room. The study room has two bookshelves, but I don't know why one bookshelf is empty. Jiang Feng suspected that it might be an old bookshelf that hasn't been moved out yet.
There is also a small bookshelf in Fang Yaqing's room, with some novels and textbooks on it, and a pile of tutorial books on the desk. It is a normal junior high school girl's room.
Fang Yaqing threw her schoolbag on the ground, sat down on a chair, opened the bag of snacks, and sat at the desk to eat.
She ate the sesame crispy candies first, and then the Dingsheng cake. After finishing both bags, Fang Yaqing turned her attention to the lukewarm shortbread.
Fang Yaqing took out a piece of shortbread from the bag, curled her lips, and took a big bite.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Feng was surrounded by fog, and he vaguely heard Fang Yaqing muttering in the fog.
"You must have forgotten that I didn't buy a gift for my birthday, and lied about leaving the suitcase at school."
Jiang Feng after leaving his memory:? ? ?
So what does this memory want to express?
Is a junior high school girl angry at her father for forgetting her birthday?
Jiang Feng felt that even after looking at the memory, he didn't understand why he suddenly got this memory of Fang Yaqing just now. Is it because Fang Yaqing ate Zheng Da's peach cake?
Zheng Da also ate the peach cake made by Jiang Feng. It was delicious, but it probably wasn’t delicious enough to be remembered for 10 years.
With this doubt, Jiang Feng ordered the recipe. See you next year~
(End of chapter)