Life is a Game

When he walked to the window, Jiang Feng realized that the wooden windows of Yonghe Residence were surprisingly beautiful, and there were even carvings in some places.

There were no nails at the connection between the window and the window frame. Jiang Feng tried it, and pushed the window open with a light push.

As soon as the window was opened, the wind came in. Although it was hot wind, it was not cool, but it was better than staying in a stuffy and airtight room.

Jiang Feng just leaned against the window to blow the air. When the other guests saw him open the window, they also opened the adjacent windows one after another. Groups of three and four gathered by the window to blow the air.

"Brother Feng, move over and let me blow it too." Zhang Zhiyun was afraid of the heat, and after a while his head was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"You come here, it's the wind." Jiang Feng moved Zhang Zhiyun's position, turned around and put his hands on the window frame.

"Ding, I got a memory of Cao Guixiang." The system prompt sounded suddenly.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Jiang Feng turned his gaze to the window frame under his hand. It was an ordinary window frame, made of wood, and looked ordinary, not even carved.

However, there is a memory of Cao Guixiang on the window frame, which means that the fire in Yonghe Residence 30 years ago did not reach the window.

Jiang Feng glanced around, except for the tables and chairs which were made of wood, only the windows were made of wood.

So, what Zhang Chuxiu built back then was actually a window?

Jiang Feng carefully looked at the window in front of him, front, back, left, and right, up and down, inside and outside, but found no trace of repair.

"Brother Feng, what are you looking at?" Zhang Zhiyun asked.

"It's interesting for me to look at the window. There's not a single nail on it." Now Jiang Feng can tell lies.

"The windows made by a good carpenter can't see the nails. They use wooden nails that can't be seen at all. My grandpa can do it. I remember when I was young, someone asked my grandpa to go to their house to repair the broken windows. I have seen in the past that none of the nails are useful, and all the broken parts are connected with wood, and there is no trace of repair after repairing." Zhang Zhiyun explained.

"Grandpa Zhang is so powerful!" Jiang Feng exclaimed.

"That's not true, my grandfather is a famous carpenter in our area." Zhang Zhiyun looked proud and honored.

"Will Grandpa Zhang repair screens or other big things?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Large ones?" Zhang Zhiyun thought for a while, not sure, "Maybe, I haven't seen my grandfather repair it, I just remember that he used to break the cabinet, and it seems that he made a bed for others, but that's it. The bed was made in cooperation with several other master carpenters."

"But my grandpa made me a lot of wooden toys, such as ponies, pigs and so on. By the way, my grandpa used to make me a Pikachu out of wood, and it looked like it after painting it. Unfortunately, I can't find it now." Zhang Zhiyun began to recall.

While talking, a call came.

"The call came so soon." Zhang Zhiyun looked surprised.

"There are usually small diesel generators in hotels. Since there is a power call, let's close the windows." Jiang Feng explained, closed the windows, and sat back down with Zhang Zhiyun.

The waiter gave each table a bunch of freshly squeezed watermelon juice and two coupons as compensation for the unexpected power outage that affected the dining mood of the guests. The call came in minutes, and everyone readily accepted it and no one pursued it further.

Jiang Feng and the others only had stir-fried broccoli and two-color prawns left on their table. Zhang Chu and Zhang's mother had already stopped their chopsticks and drank tea quietly. Jiang Feng was the only one on the table. Fighting on the front line of eating.

"Strange, what exactly did I cultivate?" Zhang Chu was still struggling with old problems, talking to himself.

"Dad, don't think about it. You haven't eaten two bites of food. You can't eat meat dishes in hot weather. This white fungus stew is a vegetarian dish. You should eat two more bites." Zhang Chiyuan urged Zhang Chu to eat.

"Grandpa Zhang, did you repair the window frame?" Jiang Feng took the opportunity to ask, "Just now Zhang Zhiyun told me that your window frame is repaired very well, and there is no trace of repair at all."

"That's right, grandpa, did you repair the windows?" Zhang Zhiyun echoed.

"Window?" Zhang Chu was startled, tilted his head and began to think, then turned to look at the window behind him, as if he had faintly remembered something.

"Yes, it's the window! I remembered, it seems to be this window! At that time, when I looked down from this window, I could see the stall of Mr. Pingshu on the opposite side. Every time I left my master's house, I would listen to a storytelling story here. Go home again." Zhang Chu immediately remembered Jiang Feng and Zhang Zhiyun's point.

"Grandpa, did you live here?" Zhang Zhiyun suddenly felt a pain in his heart. His family used to have a suite on the second ring road in Beijing.

"I don't live here. I live far away. My master's house lives here, but those old alleys are gone, so I can't find them even if I look for them now." Zhang Chu said.

Zhang Chu had already remembered, but Jiang Feng hadn't received the game notification for completing the side mission for a long time.

Is it wrong?

"Grandpa Zhang, how do you usually repair wooden windows?" Jiang Feng asked.

"In this scoring situation, some are broken, and some are wood that has not been treated with anti-corrosion and moisture-proof treatment, and has rotted over time. If it is broken, it is easy to find similar wood to connect it, but the work is more delicate and expensive, and it may be better than making a new one. Windows are even more expensive." Zhang Chu said, then got up to look at the window next to him.

Zhang Chu stared at the window for a while, and said triumphantly: "This is the window, come and see, this place was connected by me at the beginning, and it hasn't been broken after so many years!"

Zhang Chu stood at the window, looking out the window.

Everything outside the window has changed, the road has changed, the house has changed, the shop has changed, and even the person standing at the window has changed.

From a high-spirited teenager in his teens, he became an old man.

He remembered, and remembered everything.

What he had been struggling with before was not what he repaired, but what he saw when he was standing by the window and blowing the wind after repairing, sweating profusely.

Mr. Pingshu, who talked about storytelling, stood at the corner of the street as usual, setting up a stall, surrounded by children, his words were correct, cadenced, and his voice was so loud that he could hear what he was saying clearly on the second floor of Yongheju.

The one who was talking about that day was Yuanmen Zhanzi in "The General of the Yang Family".

Yang Zongbao and Mu Guiying fell in love at first sight, and they became a couple. After they turned against the camp, Liu Lang was furious and wanted to behead Yang Zongbao at the gate to show the public. Mu Guiying was eager to save her husband, so she presented the dragon-subduing wood used to break the formation, and went into battle with Yang Zongbao, and the husband and wife broke through the formation.

That day, Mr. Pingshu vividly described to a group of half-grown children that Yang Zongbao and Mu Guiying fell in love at first sight, and he fell in love with Cao Guixiang at first sight at this window.

"Ding, complete the side mission [Zhang Chu's confusion], and get the mission reward item: a memory of Zhang Chu."

Jiang Feng's intuition told him that this memory must be choking.