Life is a Game

After leaving the memory, Jiang Feng returned to the original plane. It's just that this time when he turned his head to look at his grandfather beside him, he suddenly felt——

The old man is really tough.

It's really impossible to do things like opening the cover and eating Buddha jumping over the wall on the train.

When Jiang Feng was on the high-speed train, he felt greedy when he heard the people sitting next door eating instant noodles, let alone the people sitting next door eating Buddha jumping over the wall.

Really, the children next door were crying.

There were still a few hours before the plane landed. Jiang Feng pretended to be thinking about things, put his hands on the small table, and quietly clicked on the properties panel to check the recipes he got.

【Buddha jumps over the wall S-class】

Producer: Sun Zheran

Dishes details: This is a well-deserved famous dish that is impeccable in terms of difficulty, production technique and taste. At the same time, the producer's superb cooking skills and careful cooking also add a lot to this dish. Because of its incomparable delicacy and the richness in it, it became one of the most impressive dishes in Jiang Weiguo's life, and the dish of Buddha jumping over the wall became the supreme delicacy in his heart. If there is a piece of chocolate with a cocoa content of less than 70% on the dining table, the taste of Buddha Tiaoqiang will be slightly improved.

Friendly reminder: This dish is extremely difficult, far beyond the player's current cooking skills, and there is a 100% chance of failure. Players are requested to study carefully, practice hard, and strive to learn as soon as possible.

Look, it's worthy of Buddha jumping over the wall, the friendly reminders are longer than other S-level dishes, and there are also thoughtful little encouragements.

Jiang Feng closed the properties panel, took out his phone, put on his earphones, and started watching the TV series he had downloaded before.

When the plane landed, Jiang Feng saw that the female number two and the heroine were fighting.

Wu Minqi went to bed on time when the plane landed, and woke up on time when the plane landed. When she woke up, she saw that Jiang Feng's phone was still playing TV, she rubbed her eyes and asked him, "Where did you see it?"

"The second female lead slanders the heroine's reputation," Jiang Feng said.

"The plot will be boring in two more episodes." Wu Minqi reminded friendly.

The sound of the two talking woke up Jiang Weiguo, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, and fell asleep after closing them.

"Are you here?" The voice of the old man who just woke up was a little hoarse.

"Well, it's already falling," Jiang Feng said.

"what time is it now?"

Jiang Feng glanced at the phone: "It's past 7 o'clock. If you want to go back to Taifeng Building, it will probably be 9 o'clock when you arrive."

"Don't go to Taifeng Building, go to the hospital." The old man still had Jiang Weiming's illness in mind.

"I've been in touch with Uncle Jiang Yong for the past two days. The third grandfather is recovering well. He can get out of bed today, but he can't walk around for too long," Jiang Feng said.

"En." The old man nodded.

After getting off the plane, the three of them took a taxi directly to the hospital. There was a slight traffic jam on the road, and it was almost 9 o'clock when they arrived at the hospital. Jiang Feng called Jiang Yong at the entrance of the hospital, but Jiang Yong didn't answer. He probably went back to rest.

The strange thing was that when Jiang Feng called Jiang Weiwei again, Jiang Weiwei didn't answer.

"No answer?" Wu Minqi asked.

Jiang Feng shook his head and looked at the old man: "Grandpa, maybe the third grandpa went to bed early today, why don't we go up and have a look?"

The old man nodded, and the three went straight up.

The hospital is still filled with familiar disinfectant water. Compared with the inpatient area during the day and night, there are fewer people who have nothing to visit. There is a long queue where the water is turned on.

The door of Jiang Weiming's ward was open, and Jiang Feng saw the light inside before he reached the door, obviously not sleeping. After entering, Jiang Feng saw Aunt Zhu and Zhang Li, the nurses in the ward. Aunt Zhu was cleaning the cabinet, and Zhang Li was cleaning the table. The two of them were busy like a rivalry.

Jiang Feng used his years of experience in not cleaning to judge that there was absolutely no need to wipe the tables and cabinets.

"Third Grandpa." Jiang Feng called out and sat on the hospital bed watching TV vigorously, not noticing Jiang Weiming who came in.

Jiang Weiguo looked at Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiguo, and finally smiled at Wu Minqi who was standing outside, and said hello: "I'm back, here are apples, you each eat one."

Jiang Weiming pointed to the fruit plate of apples on the cabinet next to the bed. There were 5 apples that had been peeled and were being processed on the plate, and two of them were obviously oxidized.

The old man glanced at the apple, his face was full of "I don't want to eat it", he sat by the bed and chatted with Jiang Weiming.

Wu Minqi gave Jiang Feng a look that I didn't want to eat, Jiang Feng had no choice but to pick up an apple that was not obviously oxidized and gnawed it.

The quality of the apple itself is still acceptable. Although it is a little oxidized, it is still juicy and crispy. It crunches in the mouth and is slightly sour, but it is within an acceptable range.

He gnawed on an apple like this, then turned around and asked Zhang Li who was cleaning the table that was completely unnecessary: ​​"Aunt Zhang, have Uncle Jiang and Uncle Jiang Yong gone back?"

"Uncle Jiang Yong went back to sleep, isn't Jiang Weiwei..." Zhang Li looked back and found that Jiang Weiwei was not in the ward.

"He might be going to open it..." Zhang Li found the water bottle by the wall again.

"Maybe he went for a walk outside." Zhang Li said, "He has been absent-minded for the past few days, and he can't find anyone except when delivering meals."

"Absent? What happened to Uncle Jiang these two days?" Jiang Feng asked with concern.

Just as he was talking, the absent-minded Jiang Sanwei came in.

"Jiang Weiwei, where did you go? Get the water bottle to fetch hot water!" Zhang Li said.

"Oh." Jiang Weisheng nodded, went to get the water bottle by the wall, didn't look at Jiang Weiming the whole time, and left with the water bottle.

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Weiguo also saw that something was wrong with Jiang Weisheng.

"I don't know, he's been like this for the past few days." Jiang Weiming said helplessly, "This kid has been unable to hide his thoughts since he was a child, and everything is written on his face. I feel that he is in the past two days. Avoid me."

"Third Grandpa, let me ask Uncle Jiang." Jiang Feng suggested.

"Alright, if no one asked him, he would probably be able to hold back his thoughts for more than half a year." Jiang Weiming nodded.

Jiang Feng went to find Jiang Sanwei at the place where the water was turned on, and at the end of the line, he found Jiang Sanwei who had his head down and was not playing with his phone.

"Uncle Jiang, you..." Jiang Feng patted Jiang Weisheng on the shoulder, and after seeing his expression clearly, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

Jiang Sanwei was crying.

Unlike squatting on the ground and crying loudly when he was in the flower bed downstairs of the hospital, this time his crying was silent and depressive.

There was no sound, but the tears kept streaming down.

Before Jiang Feng could figure out how to speak, Jiang Weiwei grabbed Jiang Feng's little arm as if he had grabbed someone he could confide in, not like a drowning person grabbing the only piece of driftwood.

"Xiaofeng, my master..." Jiang Weisheng choked up, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear him, "he has no sense of taste."

"He can no longer cook."