Life is a Game

Jiang Feng returned to Taifeng Building not only with maple syrup, but also with a can of chicken soup.

He was going to make handcuffs for Jiang Zaide, which was the kind Wu Minqi made for him before. A few days ago, he and Wu Minqi had nothing to do at home at night and didn't want to watch TV dramas, so Wu Minqi taught him how to outflank his hands.

Don't ask why the two young couples who are in a passionate love period don't do anything else and go to the kitchen to outflank their hands at night. Asking is harmony.

Among chefs, cooking is fun.

Bringing maple syrup and chicken soup to Renyi again, Jiang Feng went to the small vegetable market inside Renyi to buy the ingredients he needed, and went straight to the small kitchen.

Comrade Qian Lijuan is still fighting on the front line of making soup.

This time she made yam pork ribs soup. Jiang Feng's teaching results were very good. Before cooking the soup, Qian Lijuan blanched the pork ribs. There was no foam in the soup, and the soup was not cloudy. It looked very normal.

The only downside is that the yam is cut too big.

It was the first time Jiang Feng saw a long strip of yam over 7 centimeters in the soup.

"Xiao Jiang, come and see how aunt's stewed pork ribs soup with yam is doing?" Qian Lijuan was very excited when she saw Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stepped forward to observe carefully, and found that there was no major problem except the yam, and said tactfully: "Aunt Qian, you cut the yam too big, remember how I taught you to cut carrots when you made carrot stewed beef. Is the method? Cutting yams should be cut like that, cut into hob pieces."

Aunt Qian took out her notebook and began to take notes.

"Aunt Qian, how is your husband's recovery?" Jiang Feng began to wash the rice and prepare eight-treasure porridge, and cared about Zhuang Lin's physical condition by the way.

"Well, I'm recovering very quickly, and now I can go to the ground. The doctor said that if I recover well, I will be discharged from the hospital in two weeks!" Aunt Qian's face was full of joy, and the happiness on her face could not be concealed at all.

"Lao Qin in the next bed is also recovering well. Lao Qin is the father of the young girl who asked you how to cook some time ago. His situation is a bit similar to that of my family's Laozhuang, and the infection has worsened after the operation. Lao Qin's people Good luck, like my old man, he is recovering well now, by the way, Xiao Jiang, are you coming to the hospital tomorrow?" Aunt Qian asked.

"What's wrong?"

"Two days ago, Weiwei wanted to make two home-cooked dishes for Lao Qin. Weiwei is Lao Qin's daughter, but you were not here. You know the level of the two of us. It is impossible to stew a soup, let alone stir-fry. Isn't tomorrow the weekend? Weiwei has time, so she asked me to ask if you will come to Renyi tomorrow, she wants you to teach her." Aunt Qian said.

"Of course I have time. My big brother is hospitalized. I have to come to Renyi Doctor to take care of him and cook for him for the next two days." Jiang Feng decided on the spot to have Jiang Zaide hospitalized.

"Hospitalized? This is quite serious. What's wrong with your hall brother?" Aunt Qian looked concerned.

"He worked too hard at work and fell ill after working overtime every day," Jiang Feng said.

"Oh, that's a good way to make up for it. It's just right, Auntie has stewed yam pork ribs soup. This is a tonic soup. I'll make two bowls for your hall brother later, and you can bring it to him." Aunt Qian was as enthusiastic as ever .

Jiang Feng: ...

"No need, my big brother is picky and doesn't eat yam." Jiang Feng declined.

Brother De was already miserable in the hospital for infusion because of overwork, so don't torture him with yam pork rib soup.

Jiang Feng is definitely good at cooking porridge, not to mention eight-treasure porridge, which he is best at.

After the eight-treasure porridge was put into the pot, Jiang Feng began to knead the noodles, and then chopped the stuffing, carefully removed the tendons, and hammered the meat stuffing into mint with the back of a knife.

Just as Jiang Feng was beating the minced meat with DuangDuangDuang on the back of his knife, Fang Zhuoyue floated into the small kitchen with a sad face.

At first glance, there is something on his mind.

Fang Zhuoyue started to wash the rice and cook porridge as usual.

His level of cooking porridge has improved a lot compared to before, at least it won't be overcooked.

The whole person looks distraught.

"Xiao Fang, what's the matter with you, did you encounter any difficulties?" Aunt Qian asked with concern.

"It's okay. I encountered some problems in my studies. I'm thinking about how to solve the problem." Fang Zhuoyue made up nonsense, and Jiang Feng knew he was lying.

Aunt Qian was really fooled by Fang Zhuoyue's nonsense.

A few more people entered the small kitchen one after another, and Jiang Feng successfully cleared the progress of two more tasks before outflanking his hands.

When Jiang Feng started outflanking his hands, Aunt Qian's stewed pork ribs with yam was ready, and it was cooked successfully.

"Xiao Jiang, don't you really need Auntie to serve you a bowl?" Aunt Qian didn't forget to ask before leaving.

"No need aunt, don't you think I still have chicken soup here? Chicken soup is also good for the body." Jiang Feng said, with a cute smile on his face.

Aunt Qian left with stewed pork ribs with yam.

"Jiang Feng, have you ever liked someone?" Fang Zhuoyue opened his mouth as soon as Aunt Qian left, obviously holding the words in his heart for a long time.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Do I look so single?

"I have a girlfriend." Jiang Feng said.

Fang Zhuoyue was taken aback and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Why, you have a girl you like who wants to confess but you don't know how to confess?" Jiang Feng asked, smiling like a matchmaker like Pei Shenghua.

Fang Zhuoyue nodded.

The smile on Jiang Feng's face gradually deepened.

Because these days, Jiang Feng could meet Fang Zhuoyou only in the small kitchen, and the two were both science students in prestigious schools. They often chatted together, and they knew each other a little bit, so they could be regarded as friends.

Fang Zhuoyue was willing to talk about this with Jiang Feng precisely because Jiang Feng was his friend and never knew his life.

There are some things he doesn't want to talk to those around him.

"I have a girl who I have liked for a long time. She is my classmate in junior high school."

Jiang Feng became interested when he heard the beginning, hehe, puppy love.

"At that time, the two of us were at the front and back tables, and we had a good relationship. At that time, I was not studying in Peiping. Later, we were in the same school in high school, but in different classes. When I found out that I seemed to like her a little bit, it was already in high school. It didn't take long for me to transfer to Peiping, and there was less interaction between the two of us, and only during the winter and summer vacations could I go to see her in the name of an old classmate."

"When I was a sophomore in high school, I wanted to muster up the courage to confess my love to her, but I heard that she already had a boyfriend."

"And then?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Then there is the third year of high school, the college entrance examination, and going to university. I am in Beiping, and she is in Guangdong Province. The distance between the south and the north is thousands of miles away, which is farther than when I was in high school." Fang Zhuoyue smiled wryly.

"Are you two still in touch now?" Jiang Feng asked.

"There is contact, but it's just going back during the winter and summer vacations, to meet classmates, to meet with friends, to go out to sing a song, watch a movie, and have a meal. In fact, she broke up with her boyfriend when she was in the third year of high school. In the past two years, every time my classmates met, I wanted to find a chance to confess my love to her, but I dared not say it."

"Why?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but reflect for a moment. If it was him, oh, no if, although it seemed that he was the one who confessed on his own initiative, it was actually Wu Minqi who confessed to him.

"I'm afraid it's my wishful thinking. Once the words are spoken, it will be embarrassing to meet again in the future." Fang Zhuoyue sighed.

"Then what are you struggling with now?" Jiang Feng couldn't understand.

"I have been quietly paying attention to her Moments. She likes to post Moments and share her life in Moments. I must see her Moments every day to be at ease."

"But she hasn't posted on Moments for two weeks. I think it may be because she is too busy with her studies. After all, she is studying medicine and clinical practice. She may not have time to post on Moments when she is in the laboratory with her teacher during the summer vacation. But I was worried, so I couldn't hold back for a while last night, and ran to ask her how she is doing." Fang Zhuo said.

"How is she?" Jiang Feng had completely forgotten about the handwriting he was wrapping.

"She said that she was very bad. She said that she had been filled with all kinds of negative emotions since half a year ago, and those negative emotions overwhelmed her. She went to see a psychiatrist two weeks ago. The psychiatrist said that she is in a very bad state and has started to show signs of depression, and the psychiatrist told her to go home and lie down, relax, and not do anything every day."

"I want to comfort her, and I want to take care of her, but I don't want to comfort and take care of her as a friend or an old classmate. I want to..." Fang Zhuoyue took a deep breath, and finally said what was in his heart He said, "I want to take care of her as a boyfriend."

"But... I still..."

Fang Zhuoyue didn't need to say much, Jiang Feng knew what he was struggling with now.

To put it bluntly, he still didn't have the courage to confess.

"Do you have time tonight?" Jiang Feng asked.

"ah?"

"We've known each other for so long, it seems like I haven't invited you to our restaurant for dinner, right? Why don't you go to our restaurant tonight, and I'll make you my best fish head with chopped pepper and chicken wrapped in vegetables." Jiang Feng smiled.

He was the man who once determined to destroy all the dating agencies in Beiping City.

Your confession is on me.

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PS:

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