Life is a Game

In the following time, Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi sat on their stomachs and sat on the other side, using the combination sofa to the fullest, and enjoyed Thailand's annual family ethics and emotional revenge drama in the living room together - after my transgender, I, the King Returns, will take revenge on my scumbag father. Neither did but I got revenge on my aunt for having a relationship with my uncle.

Although the three views are not correct, but the appearance is online.

While Wu Minqi was taking a bath, Jiang Feng was going to look at Zhang Guanghang's memory to relax.

As a good young man who grew up under the red banner of socialism, Jiang Feng never thought that capitalist countries would play like this.

While watching TV, Jiang Feng even asked Ji Yue, and Ji Yue told him that this TV series was adapted from a novel, and the novel was more exciting, not uncle but uncle.

Decaying capitalist countries, what gods are they?

Jiang Feng silently clicked on the properties, turned to the props bar, found [A Memory of Zhang Guanghang], and clicked Yes.

Jiang Feng was instantly surrounded by thick fog. This time, the fog cleared very slowly. Jiang Feng could clearly hear the coughing of the old man and the running of children in the fog.

"Grau n'as pas la clé avec toi!"

Jiang Feng in the fog:? ? ?

What alien language?

The fog cleared.

Zhang Guanghang, with a face similar to that of later, trotted towards Xia Mubing, who was also in his seventies or eighties, with a bunch of keys in his hands.

Although Jiang Feng didn't want to admit it, comparing Zhang Guanghang's current face with the later one, he seemed to be disabled.

At this time, Zhang Guanghang's facial features hadn't fully grown yet, but they were still three-dimensional and profound. His small face made his eyes appear extraordinarily large. The aunt frequently turned her head and screamed softly, and whispered to the people next to her: "Wow, this child is so cute, I really want to go up and hug it!" exists.

So Xia Mubing actually took Zhang Guanghang to shave his head out of what kind of psychology.

Xia Mubing expressed Jiang Feng's heartfelt expression with a look on his face, "Speak Chinese."

"Master, you didn't bring the key." Zhang Guanghang switched between Chinese and French very freely.

Every time he entered a new scene, Jiang Feng always took a habitual look at the surrounding environment first. This time, there is no need to look around, Jiang Feng is familiar with this place, this is Fenyuan. The three of them are now at the main entrance of Fenyuan, and their appearance has not changed at all, exactly the same as ten years later.

From Xia Mubing's appearance, it seemed that he was about to go out.

"Master, today is my birthday!" Zhang Guanghang raised his head and said loudly.

Zhang Guanghang was obviously much more lively when he was a child than later, which is also normal, how can a teenage child be so lifeless and stern that he doesn't speak every day.

At this time, there is no computer, no tablet, and no smart phone. Even the time for watching TV is limited. There is no inherent requirement to stay at home and not go out. Children’s entertainment is usually to go out to find a group of friends. Play, one game and one lively.

"10th birthday?"

"9 years old."

"It's called 10 years old here, and it's still a year old." Looking at Xia Mubing's expression, it was obvious that he had forgotten Zhang Guanghang's birthday.

He has no children, and had no experience in raising children before accepting Zhang Guanghang as his apprentice. His experience in caring and disciplining children is the same as that of a novice parent, zero.

Fortunately, Zhang Guanghang is precocious. He was brought up by his grandfather since he was a child. His parents are basically in the stage where they care about their children, neither raise them nor teach them. What a child likes and what he will grow up in the future depends on his talent.

So in the past year when Xia Mubing took Zhang Guanghang as his apprentice, he took Zhang Guanghang indiscriminately, and everything went smoothly without any major mistakes.

Until today, Xia Mubing suddenly realized that it was time to give Zhang Guanghang a good birthday.

Traditionally, the 10th birthday is celebrated in a big way. In ancient times, the 10th birthday was called Cheng Tong Li, which marks that the child has officially entered the juvenile stage. Rich and noble families even hold a grand banquet for the child.

Last year for Zhang Guanghang's birthday, Xia Mubing just bought him a candied haws and just fooled him. This year can't be like this again.

Considering that today is Zhang Guanghang's big day, Xia Mubing lowered his head and forced a kind smile, and took the key from him.

"Want to go grocery shopping?"

"think."

Xia Mubing took Zhang Guanghang's hand and left Fenyuan with him like every grandfather who takes his grandson to buy vegetables.

At this time, Beiping was not as busy as it was ten years later, and the courtyards and alleys near Fenyuan had not been completely demolished. Jiang Feng followed behind them. All the way, grandparents and grandchildren brought their grandchildren. It must be that the young people went to work and school on weekdays. Xia Mubing's popularity was surprisingly good. Along the way, many uncles and aunts waved and greeted him. When they saw him coming out with Zhang Guanghang, they couldn't help but ask a lot.

"Yo, Lao Xia, take your grandson out to buy vegetables?"

"My apprentice." No matter how enthusiastic the other party was, Xia Mubing's answer was always the same cold.

"Look at my memory, I always think this is your grandson. When I played chess with Lao Chen yesterday, I whispered to him. Where did you get this foreign grandson?" The uncle slapped his head and went to talk to others again.

"Yesterday your mother called and told you when are you going back?" Xia Mubing asked.

"I said it." Zhang Guanghang obviously didn't like this topic, and his tone was a little sullen, "Go back on the 17th of next month, stay for two months, and come back after finishing the course."

Seeing Zhang Guanghang's appearance, Xia Mubing thought it was a child who was too playful and didn't want to study, so he asked, "Don't want to go back?"

"Grandpa is not here. Grandpa was not there when I went back last time. Aunt Grace said that grandpa went on a trip, but he didn't come back for two months. I asked my mother yesterday, and she said that grandpa went on a trip again. I will go back this time. I can't see grandpa." Zhang Guanghang said sullenly, mouthing a standard Beijing movie.

Xia Mubing was silent, he was not good at deceiving children: "Maybe you will see him when you go back next year."

"It's your birthday today, what do you want to eat?" Xia Mubing Wangtu changed the subject.

"Candied haws!" Zhang Guanghang was suddenly excited.

Xia Mubing: "..."

"That's a snack. I'll buy it for you when I get back. What do you want for lunch? Peach blossoms? Deep-fried double crisp? Yipin crisp? Pork tenderloin? Or Huang Kui with Xuemei?" Xia Mubing began to report the name of the dish.

Zhang Guanghang lowered his head and thought for a while: "Saffron chicken."

Xia Mubing:? ? ?

As an orthodox Lu cuisine cook, Xia Mubing's heart was greatly shocked.

"Okay, saffron chicken, right? Later, you pick out the ingredients yourself, and I'll make it for you at noon." Xia Mubing agreed without hesitation.