Life is a Game

At 10 o'clock in the morning on January 19, Jiang Feng dragged his suitcase and set foot on the train home.

Only Mama Wu and Wu Minqi were seen off, and Mama Wu was still driving. Wu Hanxue maintained his personality as a cold father and a workaholic, choosing to go to work in Wu's restaurant instead of sending his future son-in-law to the train station.

Although Wu Hanxue didn't see him off, he handed Jiang Feng two jars of kimchi before going out, one was short and fat, the other was tall and thin. The short and fat ones are made by Mr. Wu himself, while the tall and thin ones are made by Wu Hanxue. The kimchi jointly produced by the former chef and the current chef of the Wu Family Restaurant is definitely the highest courtesy.

It was also an affirmation of Jiang Feng.

The high-speed rail accompanied by kimchi is destined not to be too lonely...

Bah, high-speed rail is lonely with anything, let alone kimchi, even high-speed rail accompanied by roast duck, roast pig, or roasted camel, as long as there is no Internet, it is lonely.

Bored, Jiang Feng was leaning on the back of his chair and swiping aimlessly on his phone, which couldn't read anything except WeChat and QQ messages. He was thinking about whether to find someone to harass him and let the sand sculpture netizens accompany him through the long ten hours. Wang Hao, the number one representative of sand sculpture netizens, came to him on his own initiative.

Wang Hao: Brother Feng, you would never have guessed what a wonderful thesis topic I came up with!

Jiang Feng sent a question mark with a little doubt.

Wang Hao: Brother Feng, don’t be so indifferent. My thesis topic is definitely a breakthrough in the graduation thesis of our School of Physics. It has never been seen before or since. It will be recorded in the annals of history. In the future, there will be countless students cheering for me .

Wang Hao: This is one small step for me, indeed one giant leap for our School of Physics!

Jiang Feng: ...

This kid is stupid for not being able to decide on a topic for his graduation thesis.

Jiang Feng: What topic did you decide on?

Wang Hao: The history of photonic crystal development!

Jiang Feng: ...

Jiang Feng held the phone, unable to speak for a long time. At this moment, he thought a lot, and even thought that the photonic crystal was independently proposed in 1987. If Wang Hao really wants to write about photonic crystals, this is definitely modern history, and the reform and opening up is earlier than this.

Of course, what Jiang Feng thought about most was how Wang Hao would die after handing in his opening report when school started.

Was he hacked to death by an angry mentor, or was he hammered to death by an angry mentor?

On the other end of the phone, Wang Hao, who was already at home in the fat mansion, didn't know that Jiang Feng was still looking forward to his death. He thought he had come up with a wonderful graduation thesis topic when he was in the fat mansion, so he sent Jiang Feng a message with great excitement .

Wang Hao: Brother Feng, do you think this topic of mine is very difficult!

Wang Hao: I have thought about it. Not only can I write about the history of photonic crystal development, but also the history of optics, laser, quantum mechanics, quantum optics, and electromagnetics. It is simply the history of everything that can be developed. We can write a history of series development!

Jiang Feng silently exited the chat interface with Wang Hao, and decided to let his former roommate stay calm by himself.

After his excitement period is over and his IQ returns to the average value, he will figure out how to die.

Wang Hao proved with facts that sand sculpture netizens could not help Jiang Feng relieve the boredom brought about by long-distance high-speed rail. After thinking about it, Jiang Feng felt that the only ones who could help him relieve his loneliness were his family members, so he decided to go to the family group to announce the good news that he was coming back soon.

Strange to say, the Jiang family's family group has always been the busiest around the Chinese New Year, because in previous years, it was only around the Chinese New Year that everyone could feast on the dishes cooked by the old man himself.

In the past few years, during the Chinese New Year every year, especially when there were people who failed to go back in advance due to various reasons, as long as they went to the hotel, the Jiang family’s family group would be very lively, and the messages would be so overwhelming that people could see it. Can't see it.

Post pictures before meals, talk about thoughts after meals, interspersed with rainbow farts to the old man, and @those who haven’t come back when necessary, happy, saliva and tears fly together, full stomach and fat coexist.

But this year, when the most exciting New Year's Eve is coming soon, the family group is as quiet as a chicken, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and even more silent than the class group blocked by Jiang Feng, it is simply a fantasy. During the days when Jiang Feng was in Shanghai and Shu, no one in the Jiang family sent a message.

Incredible!

A few days ago, Jiang Feng was either on the road or with his girlfriend every day, either spreading dog food or eating dog food, so he didn't notice this problem. Now that he was free, Jiang Feng realized that something seemed wrong.

It's not generally wrong, it's very wrong.

With the personalities of Brother De and Brother Cheng, no matter how kind they are, at most they will not @him when posting pictures, but they will definitely post pictures.

The group is so calm and lifeless, there must be something wrong.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to say "I'm back" in the large group, but after thinking about it for a while, he thought it was inappropriate, so he switched to the small group of his cousins.

Being a chef is good but getting up early: I'm back!

The good thing about being a cook is getting up early: I'll be at grandpa's house tomorrow morning!

Five minutes passed, and no one paid any attention to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng couldn't believe that no one was playing with their mobile phones during these five minutes.

After thinking about it, Jiang Feng used his trump card.

Being a chef is good because getting up early: Uncle Wu and Grandpa Wu gave me two cans of kimchi when I came back, and I will take them back with me tomorrow. Besides kimchi, do you have anything else you want me to take back with you?

Although there are delicacies cooked by the old man in the countryside and Sanwu snacks and spicy strips in the canteen, there are always some snacks that cannot be bought in the village or town.

The snack-loving juniors of the Jiang family always have half a box of snacks in their suitcases when they return home.

After two minutes, someone finally replied to the message.

It is good to learn design, but there is less hair: brother, take the lead and come back.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Lead the pig back? ? ?

Is this the latest popular Chinese New Year greeting? Bringing New Year’s goods home these days is so hard-core, why don’t you just bring pigs with you?

Being a chef is good but getting up early: Pig? ? ? ?

It’s good in the emergency department but the salary is low: Yes, brother, don’t bring anything else, it’s useless to bring anything else now. Grandpa wants a pig. If you have a way, bring back a pig that is similar to a big flower, two flowers, and three flowers.

Jiang Feng was confused by Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng's reply. He felt that this kind of plot beyond ordinary people's comprehension could not be explained clearly in a few words on WeChat, so he called Jiang Zaide directly.

Seconds.

"Brother De, why did you and Brother Cheng just say that Grandpa wanted a pig?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Boss, don't you have any other pigs here? Do you know that there are still pigs from that family here? Oh, sorry to bother you." Jiang Zaide was obviously outdoors, and the voice on the other end of the phone was very It was so noisy that he didn't even have time to answer Jiang Feng's question.

"Brother De, are you at the farm?"

"Don't mention it." Jiang Zaide's voice was full of exhaustion, "We are not at home now, so why don't you go back, little brother, there is no one at home, we are all out looking for pigs."

"Looking for a pig?" Jiang Feng was completely stunned, he couldn't understand what Jiang Zaide was saying at all.

"Why are you looking for pigs? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. All the pigs raised in every village should have been slaughtered. Why are you looking for pigs now?" Jiang Feng knew a lot about the slaughtering of pigs years ago.

"Little brother, did you forget that our family should have gone to Peiping this year? Grandpa didn't raise pigs?" Jiang Zaide said, "Grandpa wants to kill pigs on New Year's Eve. We came back late this year not only did we not catch up with the pig slaughtering company." There is no meat left. Everyone didn’t think of this before I came back. When I thought about it, my uncle’s family only had more than 20 catties of pork left. You don’t know how much pork is in demand during the Chinese New Year. Now every household doesn’t raise much pigs. Well, the good pigs have been separated long ago, and my dad even went to the next county to find out the situation."

"Little brother, if we can't buy suitable pork before the 29th, our family's New Year's Eve dinner will be gone!"

"The New Year's Eve dinner is fine. If we can't buy pork, we won't have meat to eat this year!"

Jiang Feng swallowed nervously: "How much do you want?"

"If you save some food, you'll have to talk less." Jiang Zaide said solemnly.

It is definitely a big challenge to buy half a pig of the same quality as the big flower, the second flower and the third flower at this critical moment.

The price of failure in the challenge is that the New Year's Eve dinner is greatly discounted, and the pork on the Jiang family's dining table is in a hurry throughout the Chinese New Year. This is an ending that no one has seen.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

No wonder no one in the group talked during this time. Not only is there no food for now, but there may be no food for the future.

"Little brother, think of a way. Our family is the most likely to buy pigs. Third uncle and third aunt have contacted the slaughterhouse in the next city."

Jiang Feng felt the heavy burden on his shoulders, and said solemnly: "I know Brother De, I will try my best to contact you."

"Okay, I'm going to the next village."

call ended.