Chapter 809 Hint (1)
After returning home after eating and drinking, Jiang Feng sat on the sofa and picked for a long time, and finally selected [a memory of Zhao Lanhua] from the three remaining memories in the prop column.
Clicking yes, Jiang Feng was suddenly shrouded in fog.
The fog came and dispersed just as quickly. Jiang Feng felt like a gust of wind came in front of him and then the fog dispersed. He couldn't wait to disperse.
"Lanhua, your mother told me last time that you are not too young at your age. Your mother and the others are very worried. I think you and Xiao Jiang are getting along very well. From the first time when my aunt took you to the state-owned hotel, One day, my aunt discovered that Xiaojiang was acting strangely towards you. Xiaojiang was never so patient with lesbians. ”
"I know you are thin-skinned, but Xiaojiang doesn't have any elders in his family, so he doesn't think about many things, and no one usually urges him. Maybe he doesn't realize it. This matter must be decided, and you have to hint to him that this kind of You can't speak first. You see, today is your birthday. After today, you will be 18. At your age, your son will be gone, so you should hurry up."
It was still a familiar voice, and it was still a familiar formula. As soon as the fog cleared, Jiang Feng saw the aunt who had arranged a blind date between Grandma Jiang and the old man last time at Grandma Jiang.
The aunt is still the fat aunt, but Zhao Lanhua is no longer the scrawny Zhao Lanhua before.
There is flesh on the face!
Jiang Feng looked Zhao Lanhua up and down, who was looking down and looking embarrassed. He had indeed gained weight, or to be precise, he had gained a lot of weight. She was still skinny, but at least it was a normal person's hand. Her cheeks began to have flesh like a normal person's, and her hands were no longer as thin as chicken feet with only one layer of skin covering them. Her complexion has also improved a lot. Except for the withered and yellow hair that still shows that she is a malnourished girl, she generally looks no different from a healthy and slim girl.
"Aunt, isn't this bad? Wei Guo and I have only been together for half a year." Zhao Lanhua whispered.
"What's wrong? Of course, it's been more than half a year. Isn't more than half a year not that long? I have never seen any girl Xiao Jiang can get along with for half a year, let alone half a year, even half a day. You I believe Auntie, when the time comes, when you and Xiao Jiang come back from your first blind date, my old man Huang will tell me about you two. If there is a show, don’t you believe Uncle Huang’s opinion? He said there will be no problem if there is a show.” The fat aunt suddenly became excited, “It’s also because there is no elder in Xiao Jiang’s family to take charge of this kind of thing. This child Xiao Jiang must not understand. I’ve been having sex for half a year and haven’t shown any signs of it.”
"Lanhua, this is your business, you have to take it seriously. You must find an opportunity to mention it to Xiao Jiang today."
After listening for a long time, Jiang Feng finally figured out that Comrade Zhao Lanhua and the others were trying to force the marriage.
"By the way, have you made an appointment to meet somewhere today? Auntie will send you there."
"We made an appointment to meet at a state-owned hotel at three in the afternoon. Wei Guo said he wanted to celebrate my birthday." Zhao Lanhua whispered.
She set off from the village early in the morning and arrived in the city at noon.
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon. It's almost time. Let's go. Xiao Jiang is also true. Every time we make an appointment to meet at a state-owned hotel, he doesn't know where to change." The fat aunt got up and walked in first instead of going out. He grabbed an egg from the kitchen and handed it to Zhao Lanhua, "You haven't eaten it yet. Let's eat an egg first."
"Thank you, Auntie." Zhao Lanhua took the egg and held it in her hand, not forgetting to defend Jiang Weiguo in a low voice, "I think it would be good to meet in a state-owned hotel."
The fat aunt didn't hear what Zhao Lanhua said and took her out.
Still following the same route as they remembered last time, the two passed through the Tongzi Building and walked a short distance to the entrance of the state-owned hotel. The difference from what I remembered last time was that this time the person guarding the hotel was not the fat waiter who was reading the newspaper, but Jiang Weiguo, who was obviously wearing much cleaner work clothes and might have ironed them with an iron.
"Xiao Jiang, I brought orchids to you on the way. I have to go buy medicine for my old man, so I'll leave first."
"Thank you Aunt Zaohua." Jiang Weiguo nodded slightly to Aunt Zaohua.
"I won't disturb you anymore, you two young people have a good time." Aunt Zaohua said cheerfully, gave Zhao Lanhua a look, probably to remind her to mention the matter of urging marriage, and then left.
Just when Zhao Lanhua was holding the egg and wondering whether she should mention it, and if she wanted to mention it, whether she should mention it now, Jiang Weiguo spoke first.
He noticed the egg in Zhao Lanhua's hand.
"You haven't eaten yet?"
"I ate it because today is my birthday. My mother steamed a bowl of eggs for me in the morning. I also ate a pancake and another pancake on the way. This egg was given to me by my aunt just now." Zhao Lanhua explained, with a complete idea Interrupted.
Jiang Weiguo nodded and led Zhao Lanhua into the kitchen. The kitchen is still the same as before, with basically no changes. There is a new stove and there are a lot of fresh vegetables on the cooking table, obviously prepared for the evening business.
Zhao Lanhua felt much more at ease as soon as she entered the kitchen. She completely forgot about Aunt Hehua's instructions and asked excitedly: "Weiguo, what are we eating today?"
Jiang Feng:?
Were your dates so plain and monotonous?
Obviously, the date between Zhao Lanhua and Jiang Weiguo was so unpretentious and monotonous.
Jiang Weiguo glanced at the cooking table: "Roast duck."
"Roast...roast duck?" Zhao Lanhua was so frightened that she stuttered and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva. "Is...is it the kind of roast duck you told me about before?"
Jiang Feng was also a little shocked. He didn't know that the old man could actually cook roast duck. He always thought that the old man couldn't do it.
Jiang Weiguo nodded and opened a large upside-down basin on the cooking table. Inside was a prepared duck.
A very plump duck, fat and big, spread out on the kitchen counter looks particularly attractive.
But soon the duck was no longer white, because Jiang Weiguo began to brush it with sauce, painted the duck into a sauce color, and then hooked it up with a hook and put it in the oven for roasting.
Zhao Lanhua watched the whole process. It wasn't until Jiang Weiguo put the duck in the stove and started roasting that he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Weiguo, is your stove specially built for roasting duck?"
"No." Jiang Weiguo said, "Our store does not sell roast duck. This one is for roast mutton."
"Why don't they sell roast duck? I think roast duck sounds delicious." Zhao Lanhua expressed confusion.
"Trouble." Jiang Weiguo said concisely, "I am the only one who can do it in the store. If you want to sell it, I have to stay in the store all the time."
Just like now, when the duck is hung in the oven, Jiang Weiguo has to watch from the side and cannot leave for too long. Zhao Lanhua was obviously used to it. Not only did she crack the eggs that Aunt Hehua gave her before, she also poured two glasses of water very consciously, one for Jiang Weiguo and one for her, and brought two chairs in from outside so that they could Sitting in the kitchen waiting for the roast duck to be roasted.
The water and chairs were ready, and the date began.
Zhao Lanhua looked at Jiang Weiguo expectantly: "Weiguo, can you first tell me what you haven't finished before about learning crabs in Shanghai. Before you finished talking, you went to FJ for a month. And then you never mentioned it again, I wanted to hear that.”
Jiang Weiguo first drank two mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat: "Crab, what kind of crab?"
Apparently, he had told so many stories that he couldn't even remember them.
"Catch the crabs, put them alive in a tank, add wine or something to seal them. You didn't finish talking about it before. Aren't we going to watch a movie later? You didn't talk about it."
Jiang Weiguo nodded, he was a little impressed.
"I should be telling you about Drunken Crab. At that time, I just arrived in the city and couldn't find any work. I didn't have much money and didn't even have a place to live. Later, I finally found a job as a food manager in a family. In a small restaurant, that restaurant specializes in river seafood, among which drunken crabs are particularly famous. I was doing odd jobs at that time, doing everything. Washing dishes, cleaning tables, handling river fresh food, and brushing crabs. Every time I left, my clothes had a fishy smell, but I had only two clothes on my body and feet, and even my hair. It smells like fish, and people who don’t know me think I’m a fisherman, so people avoid me when I walk on the road.” Jiang Weiguo began to tell the story.
Jiang Feng and Zhao Lanhua were listening to the story attentively beside him.
The fire in the stove was slowly roasting the roast duck, and the aroma of the roast duck gradually began to fill the entire kitchen, just like Jiang Weiguo's deep and gentle voice, calm and comfortable.
It also has a touch of sweetness and warmth. (End of chapter)