Life is a Game

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Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Feng regretted his temporary skin at that time. The old man didn't get angry, nor did he whip him. He spent the whole afternoon chatting with Grandma Jiang and his uncle, but occasionally glancing at Jiang Feng made his scalp tingle.

Jiang Feng has studied cooking under the old man for so many years, so he knows too well that if he really wants to punish you, he doesn't have to do it himself.

Hanging sandbags, zipping horses, filling half a pot of sand to practice spooning, chopping onions, chopping peppers, handling pig offal, just do any one thing for a whole day, and you will be in a state of ecstasy without knowing your name. .

Jiang Feng seemed very calm, but in fact he was panicking.

At night, Grandma Jiang said goodbye to her uncle and grandpa. Jiang's dinner usually starts at seven or eight o'clock, and now it's just the right time to go home and cook dumplings.

Uncle and grandpa pulled Jiang Feng, and somehow remembered the stewed meat: "Xiao Feng, I remember that you didn't seem to eat stewed meat at noon. Come, come, have a bowl of stewed meat before you leave. Your aunt specially cooked it for you. , especially you Xiaofeng, you are too skinny, girls don't like being so skinny, you have to eat at least two bowls."

Everyone panicked immediately. They thought that the stew article was just exposed, but they didn't expect that uncle and grandpa would remember it when they left.

"I can't eat anymore, uncle, grandpa, really, I really can't eat half a pot of braised pork at noon, I will be hungry in the middle of the night after eating stewed meat and can't eat dinner!" Jiang Zaide began to whisper.

"Yes, yes, uncle and grandpa, I also ate half a pot of braised pork, and I can't eat it anymore." Jiang Shoucheng followed Jiang Zaide's words.

"Grandpa, eating so much meat at night will make you fat." Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian said in unison.

"The two girls have grown up and know that they love beauty." The uncle said with a smile, "Then Tian Lin, you can just pretend to be Xiaofeng and Xiaoran."

"Grandpa, I'll just go back to eat some dumplings at night. I still have to practice. If I eat too much, I can't concentrate. Don't I still have to participate in the competition?" Jiang Feng pulled the tiger skin as a banner.

"Yes, yes, Xiaofeng still has competitions, so Xiaoran will eat. Xiaofeng will practice hard, and when he gets a good ranking, he will call his uncle and grandpa." The uncle nodded.

"Uncle, grandpa, I..." Jiang Ran realized that all the reasons had been explained, and he really couldn't find any reason at once, "I...I'm on a diet, and I don't eat dinner recently."

"You have a good figure, why lose weight?" Uncle and grandpa immediately put on a serious face, "I said why do you think you are thinner, young people nowadays are just fooling around, you are not a little girl, why lose weight, a young man only looks good if he is strong , not allowed to lose weight, you have to eat two bowls today."

As soon as the words were finished, Tian Lin came out with two big bowls full of stewed meat that didn't even have much soup.

The color of white meat, the feeling of white meat, and the taste more terrifying than white meat.

"Come, come, Xiaofeng Xiaoran eats stewed meat." Tian Lin said with a smile.

"Give it all to Xiaoran. Xiaofeng has to practice at night, and the competition is important." The uncle said.

Jiang Ran was in a dilemma for a while, and gritted his teeth cruelly, took the stewed meat, and bit down.

Jiang Feng and the others couldn't bear to look directly at them. This year's uncle and grandpa's New Year's pig is very fat, and there are large pieces of fat in the bowl. Tian Lin will not remove the blood from the pork. She probably added some ginger slices cooking wine to cook together. Neither was marinated.

The two bowls of stewed meat were steaming, and Jiang Feng was so close that he could even smell the faint meaty smell of the pork.

This kind of meat, pure fat, eat it in one bite...

Let's not talk, let's offer incense to Jiang Ran first.

Jiang Ran barely ate the first piece, his face almost contorted.

"Why, of course, isn't Auntie's stew delicious this year?" Tian Lin picked up another bowl and tasted a piece, with a natural expression, "It's no different from the previous one."

Jiang Ran: "...No, just, the meat is a bit fat and greasy."

"This year's New Year's pig is fat, more than 400 catties, and the fat stew is very fragrant. Maybe you are not used to it, it's okay, eat thin ones, and don't eat fat ones." Tian Lin said.

Jiang Ran was about to burst into tears.

"Okay, nephew and daughter-in-law, it's getting late, we have to go back first, otherwise the road will be difficult to walk after dark, but do you still want to eat?" Grandma Jiang asked.

"Don't eat, don't eat, it's too dark to walk, uncle and grandpa, let's go first!" Jiang Ran hurriedly put down his chopsticks.

"It's getting dark?" Uncle and grandpa went out to take a look, and it was indeed getting dark, so he reluctantly said, "Then you go first, I'll take you to the entrance of the village, and come to eat stew next time you have a chance."

"Okay, okay, uncle and grandpa, we will definitely come next time we have a chance!" Several people said quickly, and Jiang Ran's voice was the loudest.

"Okay, brother, you don't need to send it away when it's cold at night, we can go by ourselves." Grandma Jiang said.

After going out, and walking to the entrance of the village, Grandma Jiang said casually: "Xiao Ran, the meat stewed by your uncle and grandpa's house today is a bit worse than before, but your face has changed too quickly. Fortunately, your uncle and grandpa Presbyopic eyes can't see clearly, otherwise he would be very sad."

Jiang Ran accepted the mistake humbly, reflected seriously, and decided to act less fake next time, thinking of a good excuse not to eat stew in advance.

"Of course, this won't work. It turns out that when my uncle's eyes were fine, we could boast of the deliciousness of a bowl of stewed meat without changing our face or heartbeat," Jiang Jianguo said.

"I'll go back and teach him." Jiang Jianye sighed.

...

It was already seven o'clock when the group arrived home. Grandma Jiang went to the kitchen to cook dumplings, while the rest entered the house. Jiang Weiming was watching TV in the living room.

"fowever"

American drama a few years ago.

"Wow, third grandpa, you still watch American dramas, can you read the subtitles so small?" Jiang Junqing asked.

"It's okay, I can't understand clearly." Jiang Weiming said.

Jiang Junqing was dumbfounded.

"Xiaofeng, come with me to the kitchen." The old man said in a deep voice.

"Go to the kitchen as soon as you come back, little brother, let Xiaofeng rest for a while." Jiang Weiming persuaded with a smile.

"This little bastard signed up for Master Chef and filled in the name of Taifeng Building." Jiang Weiguo said angrily.

"Oh?" Jiang Weiming looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, "Then I'll go with you."

"Xiaofeng has indeed relaxed a lot during the past two days of Chinese New Year."

Jiang Feng shivered. He always felt that Jiang Weiming's smile just now had some other emotions mixed in.

My life is over.