Life is a Game

Grandma Jiang's memory is like water in a sponge, it will disappear if you squeeze it lightly, and it will evaporate naturally if you don't squeeze it.

Jiang Feng and Grandma Jiang walked all the way, and Grandma Jiang read all the way. After Jiang Feng bought the flour, Grandma Jiang was still chanting about her moke like a spell, and she didn't stop until she was in a time-honored shop selling braised geese.

"The boss takes a stewed goose, don't chop it, just wrap it tightly."

The owner of the lo mei shop selling braised goose is quite old, and he can only pay in cash and not by mobile phone. Jiang Feng put down his things and started to take out cash from his pocket. The down jacket had a deep pocket, but he didn't get enough money even after several times.

Grandma Jiang stared at the stewed goose in the glass window thoughtfully. She didn't know whether she fell into deep thought while staring at the stewed goose or just happened to stare at the stewed goose while she was in deep thought.

"Hey, Xiao Feng, I remembered." Grandma Jiang patted Jiang Feng excitedly, almost patting Jiang Feng on the ground who was struggling to pay.

Grandma Jiang developed a good hand when she beat her five fat sons in the early years, and this palm is not bad compared to other Jiang family members.

Jiang Feng staggered and just stood still, the expression on his face quickly changed to surprise: "Grandma, you remember, what is the name of the dish that grandpa cooks?"

"What is it called? I remembered why your grandpa and Master Huang would cook a whole sheep banquet that year!" Grandma Jiang was thinking about something different from what Jiang Feng was thinking, "How did I forget about this? Look! My memory. It’s true that my memory won’t work when I get older, alas, getting old is getting old.”

"Hey, Xiaofeng, what are you buying here? If you want to buy braised meat, then you can buy a braised goose. I almost forgot about it. How can we not sell braised goose during the Chinese New Year?" Grandma Jiang looked as if she had just woken up from a dream. look.

Jiang Feng: ...

"Grandma, I bought the stewed goose." Jiang Feng said helplessly, and the expression on his face quickly turned into curiosity again, "Why did Grandpa and Master Huang make a whole sheep banquet back then."

"That was all decades ago. At that time, your father and the others hadn't given birth yet and I was just pregnant with your uncle. I forgot the specific reason. Anyway, it caused a forest fire. To put out the fire, many fire officers and soldiers Injured, seems to have sacrificed a few. At that time, the radio, newspapers, and street offices were all discussing this matter, and it spread wildly. At first, many people said that it was deliberately arson, and some people said it was done by secret agents. Later, it was investigated It seems to be an accident when I figured it out," Grandma Jiang said.

The boss had already packed the braised goose, and handed over the change to Jiang Feng by the way. Hearing Grandma Jiang talking about something that happened decades ago, she answered, "You mean the forest fire 50 years ago, right?"

"50 years? It's been so long?" Grandma Jiang thought for a while and realized that it was true. She couldn't help but sigh, "It's been so long, no wonder I didn't remember it all at once."

"You know that too?" Jiang Feng asked.

The owner of the lo mei shop became interested, put the packaged braised goose on the table, and began to chat with Jiang Feng about the past: "How can I not know, when I was in elementary school, this incident was a sensation."

"A sensation?" Jiang Feng was a little confused, "Was the forest fire that time serious?"

Although there are many mountains around City Z, the trees are not too dense. In Jiang Feng's memory, there should be no place that can be called a forest.

The owner of the lo mei shop glanced at Jiang Feng and smiled: "You children can't think of it. Now that the living conditions are better and the development is better, it was not like this in our place before."

"At that time, the mountains were connected to the mountains, and there were everything in the woods and forests. Wolves were everywhere, and sometimes tigers could be seen. Those who lived far away from the mountains might not be able to go out of the mountains twice a year." Lo Mei said the shopkeeper.

"Yes." Grandma Jiang nodded in agreement, "Xiaofeng, don't look at the mountain in front of your uncle's and grandpa's village. It seems that there are not many trees on the mountain. It turned out that the mountain was full of trees, and there were wolves in the forest."

"What happened to the forest fire?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It seems to be caused by drying or some other reason. Anyway, it's not man-made. What the newspaper said." Because the time interval was too long, the owner of the lo mei shop was not sure, "I remember that our school teacher organized us to fight the fire. The firefighting officers and soldiers wrote letters, and later held a hero banquet. I remember the hero banquet clearly. The newspaper said that the city invited two chefs from the state-owned restaurant to organize it, and used more than a dozen sheep. At that time, mutton was very expensive. Ah, not to mention mutton and wool are precious, and woolen sweaters are all placed in the supply and marketing cooperatives and can only be seen but not touched."

"Hero banquet?"

"Yes, Hero Banquet. At that time, our Chinese teacher asked us to write an essay on the theme of Hero Banquet. What did I write? I remember that my essay was very good and my mother posted it on the wall of my house. , What are you writing?" The owner of the lo mei shop was lost in thought.

Jiang Feng and Grandma Jiang talked to the owner of the lo mei shop and left with their things.

Jiang Feng didn't expect the old man to be the chef of such an important banquet when he was young. The most important thing is that the old man didn't say a word about it. If Jiang Jiankang had this experience, Jiang Feng estimated that he would have had his grandchildren, that is, his own children born.

"Grandma, why have you and grandpa never told us about this?" Jiang Feng couldn't help asking on the way home.

Grandma Jiang, who only carried two bags of vegetables, was relaxed and said with a smile: "There is nothing to say about this kind of thing."

"This is an important banquet. The owner of the lo-mei shop remembered what happened fifty years ago, so it's worth mentioning." Jiang Feng looked solemn.

If he can accept such a banquet now, he would like to draw a banner at the entrance of Taifeng Building.

"The important thing is that the person who eats the banquet is not the chef who cooks the dishes. There is nothing to say about it." Grandma Jiang disagreed, "If you can repeat this, wouldn't your grandpa talk about it every day? Say hell."

Jiang Feng was dumbfounded.

"Things at that time were not as serious as you thought. They were very common. At that time, the most powerful cooks in the cities around us were your grandfather and Master Huang. They received leaders and sometimes foreign guests and cooked dishes. They are all your grandfather and Master Huang, I remember that at that time, the next few cities would come to us to borrow people to cook." Grandma Jiang said.

"This kind of foreign business is usually done by Master Huang, unless there are not enough people for your grandfather to go."

"Why?" Jiang Feng was puzzled.

"Although this kind of foreign job is hard on the road, there are extra bonuses. Master Huang's mother is in poor health and has to take imported medicines. Their family's medicine expenses are expensive for a month." Said, Grandma Jiang sighed, "These things It sounds amazing, but it’s exactly what it is. Your grandfather and Master Huang looked good back then, but in fact, each family has its own difficulties, and it’s not easy.”

Jiang Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"It's the same in everyday life. How can there be so many great things, they are all ordinary and trivial things." Grandma Jiang said earnestly, "Don't be like your father and uncle who brag all day long. They can brag about even small things. I don't know. Who did you learn this problem from, each and every one of you can't wait to blow the sky to pieces."

Jiang Feng silently glanced at Grandma Jiang: ...

"We are all ordinary people. Qiqi's family seems to open a store like ours in Sichuan. They are also ordinary people. We ordinary people just live a good life. You will understand when you get married in the future."

Jiang Feng was nodding his head in agreement, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.

Ordinary people?

Wu's Restaurant.

Tai Fung House.

Ordinary people?

Grandma Jiang went on to say: "Actually, it is worthwhile to be lucky when you are young, and it is worth seeing when you are old. Ordinary people like us don't expect to be rich, and being free from disease and disaster is the greatest happiness. Look at your grandma Chen, who knits sweaters and raises pigs, plays mahjong with me every day, just take it easy."

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Grandma, do you have any misunderstanding about the four words of ordinary people?