Life is a Game

After Jiang Weiguo went back to get his luggage, he went back to the entrance of Jubao Building. There are a lot of rickshaws gathered around the entrance of Jubao Building, and one can be stopped by waving casually, which is full of sense of age.

Jiang Weiguo stopped two cars, negotiated the price with them and paid first, and asked them to wait here for a while, until Sun Guanyun hurried out of Jubao Building with a bag in his arms.

"Why are there so many things?" Jiang Weiguo looked like he didn't want to carry this burden.

"My dad asked me to bring it to you." Sun Guanyun said with a bad face, and got on the rickshaw.

Jiang Weiguo also got on the rickshaw with his bag in his arms.

This kind of rickshaw tricycle has very little space to sit, and it is already the limit to squeeze an adult and a child. Of course it's fine for Jiang Weiguo and Sun Guanyun to have one car, but Jiang Feng has a problem.

He couldn't squeeze in.

After hesitating for a long time whether to climb to the roof of the car and continue to peel off the roof, or to squeeze carefully to the side frame to see if he can squeeze in, Jiang Feng chose option C.

run.

Anyway, in his memory, Jiang Feng would not be hungry, thirsty, sleepy, or tired, and the speed of the rickshaw was not fast. If he didn't exercise in his memory, he would have no such opportunity in real life.

Jiang Feng chose to be a marathon runner - run.

Not only can you exercise, but you can also enjoy the scenery along the road, killing two birds with one stone, why not do it?

Jiang Feng comforted himself with a smile.

Then Jiang Feng ran away.

The speed of the rickshaw was indeed not fast, probably because Jiang Weiguo's big bag was really heavy. The speed of the rickshaw Jiang Weiguo was riding was obviously slower than that of Sun Guanyun. Because the two were together, the driver who rode Sun Guanyun's tricycle slowed down a bit.

Perhaps because of the time, the street was relatively deserted. Jiang Feng ran all the way from Jubao Building to the train station, and the entrance of the train station was a little more lively. Yanlu didn't see anyone, and the people he saw were basically sitting at the door with a bowl to eat and enjoy the cool.

Jiang Weiguo seemed to be thinking about something the whole time, with a blank face the whole time, and the bag was casually placed at his feet. Sun Guanyun also seemed to be thinking about something, his face was full of confusion, and he was holding the baggage in his arms tightly like a baby.

Jiang Feng couldn't count the time while running. Although he didn't feel tired, he felt that he should have run a lot.

The rickshaw stopped at the gate of the train station.

Sun Guanyun asked the driver of the rickshaw to wait for a while, after all he had to go back. The Jubao building is very good at soliciting customers, and the driver is also willing to do business this time around, so he waited by the side.

"Jiang Weiguo, let me ask you for the last time, are you really not coming back?" Sun Guanyun was still holding his bag, and Jiang Feng could vaguely see that there seemed to be a jar in the bag.

"Not coming back." Jiang Weiguo said with certainty.

"Don't you dream every day that you want to go back to Beiping and buy back that restaurant of yours? You stay in your little place, when will you save enough money to buy the restaurant back, why not stay at our house."

"Isn't it just work and staffing? We also have jobs and staffing in Jubao Building. My dad is still a private manager. If you ask my dad, my dad will definitely give you a break. Maybe the salary is higher than yours now." Sun Guanyun All of a sudden, he uttered all the words he was brewing on the rickshaw just now.

"Master told me about this before." Jiang Weiguo said, "If it was 6 years ago, I would definitely stay here, but now..."

"Okay, okay, I understand. You have three sons now, and your third son has just been born. My wife has to bring three of them. It is impossible for you to come here alone." Sun Guanyun stuffed the burden on Jiang Weiguo, "My father asked me to come here alone." For you."

Jiang Weiguo touched it and found that it was a rather heavy jar, and asked, "What is this?"

"nice one."

Jiang Weiguo made a guess and figured it out: "Buddha jumped over the wall?"

"This Buddha Jumping Wall altar has been simmering in my house for two days. My dad, my brother and I took turns guarding it. Who did I think it was made for?" Sun Guanyun said with a bad face, "My dad said you have learned Buddha Jumping Wall for eight years. I have never tasted it, now that I have learned it, I should try the most authentic Buddha jumping over the wall."

"This jar was specially ordered by my father in Jingdezhen when he found a master craftsman. It was specially used to make the jar of Buddha jumping over the wall. There were many orders in that batch, some big and some small, and now this is the only one left. My dad said that you have already learned it, so naturally you need a suitable jar, and it is estimated that you can't order it now, this jar is my dad's gift for you as a teacher." Sun Guanyun looked unhappy.

"Be careful, don't go back and let your three sons break it. If this jar breaks, it will be gone, and my family will be gone!"

"Help me and thank Master."

"I want to thank you for coming over and thanking in person next time."

"Oh." Jiang Weiguo picked up his bag, "Go back."

Looking at Sun Guanyun's expression, Jiang Feng felt that he just wanted to take back the jar and beat Jiang Weiguo on the head.

"Wait, I have something for you." Sun Guanyun grabbed Jiang Weiguo and took out a small square box from his pocket.

The box seems to be all in English.

"What's this?" Jiang Weiguo looked at the front and back of the box and found that he couldn't understand a single word.

"Didn't you say you learned English when you were a child?"

"That happened many years ago, I have long forgotten."

"This is chocolate. It's so sweet that my nephew likes it very much. I only have this box at home." Sun Guanyun said, "Didn't you talk about your third child just having a baby every day? This thing is not hard, just break a small piece He can eat it in his mouth."

"Boss and second child can also eat." Sun Guanyun added.

"They're quite edible."

"Thank you." Jiang Weiguo accepted the chocolate, "It's almost time, I'll go in."

"Remember to write the letter." Sun Guanyun got on the rickshaw after finishing speaking.

Jiang Weiguo also held the jar, held the chocolate between his fingers, and walked into the train station with the bag.

There are a lot of people in the train station, and there are even a lot of people carrying big bags and small bags. Compared with the group of people who dragged two or three sacks by themselves, Jiang Weiguo had very little.

After getting in the car, Jiang Weiguo put the bag directly under his feet, which took up some space, but the people around him didn't say anything, obviously they were used to it.

Before the train started, Jiang Weiguo opened the package and took out the tightly sealed jar that was still warm to the touch and put it on the small table.

Seeing that Jiang Weiguo had brought a small jar with him on the train, the person on the opposite side became curious and asked, "Comrade, what's in your jar?"

"Buddha jumps over the wall."

"Wow." The person on the opposite side opened his eyes wide, and the way he looked at the altar changed suddenly, "This Buddha Jumping Wall is a precious thing. Have you ever eaten the Buddha Jumping Wall in Jubaolou? I heard that the Buddha Jumping Wall in that store was uncovered It can be fragrant for ten miles, I even smelled it when I passed by the gate of Jubao Building once."

This is an exaggeration. It's not that Jiang Feng has never stood at the gate of Jubao Building, anyway, he has never heard of it.

"Oh." Jiang Weiguo echoed perfunctorily, lifted the cover, and told the person on the opposite side what Xiang Piao Shili is.

The comrade opposite was speechless for a while, and the children in the next seat were all crying.

The people in the whole carriage were breathing hard, they didn't even have time to ask, they just wanted to take the time to smell more.

Without a spoon or chopsticks, Jiang Weiguo directly picked up the jar and took a sip of the soup.

Although Buddha Tiaoqiang is simmered with high soup, there is not much soup in the finished product, and the scarce soup naturally becomes the most essential part of this dish.

Jiang Weiguo put down the jar and put the lid back on.

His vision began to blur, and Jiang Feng gradually couldn't see the old man clearly, nor could he see the jar on the small table that suddenly became radiant.

Before leaving the memory, Jiang Feng heard the last two sentences of the conversation between the old man and the person opposite.

"Comrade, did your lover do this Buddha jump over the wall for you?"

"No, this is the Buddha jumping over the wall in Jubaolou."