In spring, Binhu Garden is full of brilliant purples and reds, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant. It is a good place to get quiet in the bustle, especially the villas near the lake. There are swimming pools and wide gardens in front, and shrubs dozens of meters wide outside the walls.
The green belt with cherry blossoms isolates the little noise and creates more oxygen. Living here is very comfortable.
The grandparents of the Jiang family fell into a deep sleep amidst the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. When they woke up, the room was already dark.
After many years of companionship, Mrs. Huang knew her husband's aura clearly. When she opened her eyes, she felt that he had woken up.
"You woke up a long time ago, why didn't you tell me to get up?" Mrs. Huang's words were still a little confused after waking up.
Mr. Jiang didn't stand up in a hurry and replied softly: "I just woke up too. It's rare that you didn't recognize the bed when sleeping in this place."
Old Mrs. Huang chuckled softly: "As you get older, you will naturally sleep soundly when you are tired. This yard is not bad. You always say that I favor Aze, but my grandson is doing things. Look, even the softness of this bed
It’s hard, it’s all prepared according to our usual habits, isn’t it heartwarming?”
There was a slight smile on the corner of Mr. Jiang's mouth. To him, it was not a big deal whether he had a bed or not. Instead, it was the youngest grandson who could detect the meticulousness of the old man's homesickness and his willingness to give up what he could enjoy at home for this.
life, and the decision to return to China alone to create a new world.
"Aze has grown up, and I always felt that his character was too aloof and a little less wolf-like. This time he comes back alone to toss, but that doesn't seem to be the case." Mr. Jiang said with emotion.
Old Mrs. Huang turned over with a warm and gratified smile: "Yes, the children have grown up. Now even Ahao can look at her. Do you think we can never grow old?"
Mr. Jiang was startled for a moment before asking: "What are you looking at? I see that the wife Xu Sheng remarried is really treating Ah Hao like that. Back then, hey, there was almost a family scandal. Now it seems that we should let them back."
That’s right.”
"Where are you thinking? I mean, Aze is interested in that girl from the Lu family. I'm afraid it has a lot to do with Ahao. Moreover, he set up a ladder to get the girl to spend more time with me. What are you actually thinking?
You can’t think of it, right? Hey, that kid Neon, I’ve really spoiled him rotten.”
Mr. Jiang knew in his heart that his eldest daughter Nihong was actually spoiled by her parents. Back then, their six brothers gave birth to sons one after another. When Nihong was born, she was held in the hands of her grandparents.
Later, when Qingying was born, he grew up in front of his wife. Thinking of these two sisters, one is still unmarried and the other has been dead for many years, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but sigh softly.
Old Mrs. Huang knew what her husband was thinking. These old things, apart from adding to worries, could only be a sigh. The old lady opened the quilt and sat up: "How can everything in life go as expected? Get up, don't
You’ve made the children wait for a long time.”
Mr. Jiang sighed again, watched his old wife turn on the bedside lamp, sat up and thought for a while, then said: "That girl from the Lu family, you should take a good look at it. I'm afraid that Aze is really taking it to heart when he is so tossing about it now."
, a good wife, and good children and grandchildren for three generations. Now that he has made up his mind to stay in the country, he must have support at home."
Old Mrs. Huang chuckled lightly: "I'm afraid it's too early for you to say this. I think it's still hot for Aze to shave his head and pick a hair. He didn't ask me to come and help him. I'm afraid he still wants me.
This old lady took the initiative, and this matter is not only difficult, I don't know what Xu Sheng and his wife would think."
Mr. Jiang put on his shoes and got out of bed: "That's why I said that this boy lacks a bit of a wolfish nature. He can't handle the woman he likes. We are already at this age and we still have to worry about him getting a wife."
Old Mrs. Huang put on her coat, shook her head and laughed: "Yes, she is old. Thinking about it from other people's perspective, it is normal for her to feel awkward. If she really has no grudges, I would find it strange. I looked at the child's eyes
He is clean and his character will not be any worse. He grew up in such an environment and still looks like he is today, which shows that his character is very tough. Don't reach out for this matter. If you reach out, it will be a disservice. I can handle it myself.
That’s fine.”
The old lady succeeded in making Mr. Jiang laugh: "Okay, I will be a good deaf and mute man, but if this boy Aze really can't handle it, I will have to think about it again."
Lu Beicen and Jiang Zhongze came back from the supermarket. Looking at the piles of new pots and bowls, Lu Beicen began to beat his heart. While packing, he said with some hesitation: "These pots and pans are all new. Just
Disinfection will take a lot of time, otherwise..."
Jiang Zhongze looked at the newly unpacked rice cooker on the cooking table, and his heart moved: "I made a mistake. If you don't mind, can I go to your house to cook it tonight?"
Lu Beicen said a little helplessly: "What do I, a junior, have to mind? I think this is too informal! I'm afraid that the elderly will feel uncomfortable. How about booking a high-end hotel?"
Jiang Zhongze laughed and said: "It's just a few more steps. Grandma has always been kind and harmonious. With her around, grandpa won't say much. If they are asked to go to the hotel, grandma may not be willing."
Seeing Jiang Zhongze's insistence, Lu Beicen didn't want to say anything more. The two packed up their things and left a message for Ah Hao, asking him to be responsible for inviting him and leading the way.
Following Lu Beicen, Jiang Zhongze watched Lu Beicen open the door, his eyes lingering on the door lock for a long time, waiting for Lu Beicen to find out, and then say something. Unexpectedly, Lu Beicen directly ignored Jiang Zhongze's words.
With a look in his eyes, he picked up his things, changed his shoes and went into the kitchen.
Jiang Zhongze secretly struggled with the door, thinking that one day, probably very soon, he would be able to get back his own key, but he simply ignored that the key was not for him in the first place.
.
However, the smell in this room was still the kind of light and warm fragrance that he had not seen for a long time. He really liked this smell. Compared with his big empty house, he even felt a little easier to breathe.
Jiang Zhongze put the things into the kitchen, walked around the room with his hands in his sleeves, and then turned to the door of the kitchen. He saw that Lu Beicen had put on his apron and was busy inside. He just looked at her intently, his eyes
Moving with her movements, even without saying a word, I actually felt a sense of peace and tranquility in this world...
Lu Beicen felt really uncomfortable when Jiang Zhongze looked at him. He glanced sideways at him and said in a soft voice, "Stop standing there and boil some water to make a cup of tea. I'm thirsty."
Although Lu Beicen gave Jiang Zhongze a positive response for the first time today, such casual instructions made him feel like a young couple living together, and he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, wanting to make a joke but quickly suppressed it.
He was afraid that she had just opened the door and closed it for him again.
Jiang Zhongze answered happily, then turned to boil water. Lu Beicen raised his voice again: "There is this year's new tea in the cupboard where the tea leaves are kept in the restaurant. My mother disobeyed and went up to the mountain to pick tea again."
Jiang Zhongze heard a hint of affectionate complaint in Lu Beicen's words and quickly grabbed the topic: "How is Mama Yu doing? I've always wanted to go and see her. I had something to do before the last Mid-Autumn Festival and couldn't leave. Then before the Spring Festival, I
It's always an unlucky thing to go back early. Next time, can you take me to see her together?"
Lu Beicen raised his head and glanced at Jiang Zhongze. Seeing that he was busy in the dining room, he only answered half of the answer: "She is in good health. Now she just moved back to the old house in the town. She grows vegetables every day and spends time with her neighbors in the town."
Playing mahjong for a while, my life is very nourishing."
Lu Beicen washed the mixed grains, soaked them in hot water in a high-pressure rice cooker, and prepared to turn on the power in half an hour to cook a pot of multi-grain porridge, serve it with soft hagi cake, and prepare to fry some eggs and leeks.
Cake is the staple food tonight.
"Why did you suddenly move to the countryside? You didn't ask if something happened? Last time I heard Ahao say that she lives in the city."
Lu Beicen couldn't help laughing again. It was a pity that it was hard to tell Jiang Zhongze about such things, so he just made an excuse: "Every spring, she goes back to her old house to stay for a while. In addition to sweeping graves, she also goes to the mountains to pick wild vegetables.
Tea, making bamboo shoots, very busy. When I came, she pulled some water bamboo shoots for me and fried some bacon later. She also made it herself. It was very fragrant. I didn’t know how your grandparents would cook it.
I won’t like to eat it.”
Jiang Zhongze watched the water boiling, took out a cup and poured it out to dry, preparing to wait for it to cool down before adding tea leaves. Then he stood at the door of the kitchen and leaned against the door frame and said: "They all like to eat bamboo shoots, but unfortunately they can only eat dried bamboo shoots abroad.
There used to be an aunt in my grandmother's house who cooked excellent Hangzhou cuisine, and she had a dish called pickled pork that she had been talking about for decades."
Lu Beicen thought for a while and then said softly: "It's not difficult at all. It's just that you have to go to the beach to buy good yellow croaker. Once I find all the ingredients, I can try to make it."
Jiang Zhongze was a little surprised: "You seem to be able to cook all kinds of dishes, wouldn't Mother Yu be even more powerful?"
"What do you think? My ancestors in my mother's family used to be very famous chefs. Although they never entered the palace, they were chefs in high-end families and big restaurants. But it was the era of wars and not enough food.
, not to mention delicious food, it’s a miracle that a whole family can survive well." Speaking of her adoptive mother, Lu Beicen always has an indescribable sense of arrogance, which even goes far beyond her pair.
Biological parents who are successful in their careers.
"No wonder Ah Hao said that your mother, Aunt Jiang, is always jealous of Mother Yu. It's really obvious to you." Jiang Zhongze couldn't help but joke, and took some tea leaves and put them into the almost cold water.
Lu Beicen shrugged: "Put in a little more tea for me. It's still early and I want it to be stronger. But am I really that obvious?"
"Look, when you talk about Mama Yu, you look proud and affectionate. Even your voice is high and your eyes are bright. This expression and eyes can't deceive anyone." Jiang Zhongze took a cup of brewed tea.
, and poured it back and forth to let the temperature drop quickly so that the tea leaves could come out earlier. He tested the temperature again before passing it to Lu Beicen's mouth.
Lu Beicen looked at the fishy smell on his hands and stopped struggling. He followed Jiang Zhongze's hand obediently and drank half a cup of tea in one go. He couldn't help but praise it again: "It smells so good!"
Just as he was about to turn his head and continue cleaning the fish in the basin, he was kissed by Jiang Zhongze from the side. This time he was very self-conscious and only deepened it a little, then stepped away and nodded: "Well, it really smells good!"
Lu Beicen's cheeks turned red because of Jiang Zhongze, and he couldn't help but start chasing people away: "Aren't you tired? You can either go home and take a nap, or go to the living room to rest for a while. Don't delay my cooking."
"I'll just have a cup of tea. I don't want to sleep, I just want to be with you. You assign me some tasks. I'll peel the broad beans. I'm good at this now." Jiang Zhongze retreated outside the kitchen.
The human world is so rare, how could he give up so easily?
Across the kitchen door, Lu Beicen and Jiang Zhongze were chatting one after another. One was working on logistics, frequently going in to give him a sip of water or some fruit, while the other was immersed in cooking in the kitchen. The two of them worked together very harmoniously.
When the cook is in a good mood, the food he cooks will look more lively.
When Ah Hao called, the two old men had already gotten up. Lu Beicen quickly steamed the fish and put the freshly fried vegetables into the pot. When the two old men entered the house, they smelled a thick smell.
fragrance.
The green ones are shredded lettuce with sesame oil, the yellow ones are fried broad beans and eggs, the red ones are amaranth with garlic, steamed sea bass, fried bamboo shoots with bacon, green garlic and chili peppers, and braised beef mixed with coriander, a homely meal
The dishes are eye-catching and exquisite. The color and aroma alone make old Mrs. Huang start to sing about the empty city plan.
Then they served hot glutinous grain porridge, soft hagi cake with a rustic fragrance, and a plate of freshly fried chive egg pancakes. The old lady pulled Lu Beicen who wanted to go into the kitchen: "Stop it, be good."
My child, you have been very tired this day, and I, the old lady, have taken over the spotlight, so hurry up and start eating while it's hot."
Lu Beicen said a little uneasily: "It's all home-cooked food. I'm short of time and I'm afraid that you two will not be accustomed to the local environment. It's really embarrassing to treat you two to porridge on the first day here."
"This is the point. You kid seems to have read medical books. We are old and cannot afford big fish, big meat, greasy meat, especially after a long journey."
Several people sat down one by one, and Mr. Jiang was the first to bring the bowl. Everyone also started to eat the multi-grain porridge. After half a bowl of porridge, the two old people felt that their spleen and stomach were relaxed. Judging from the situation at noon, these two old people were very particular about food.
Needless to say, Lu Beicen couldn't make much introduction.
Instead, Mrs. Huang pointed to the plate of soft hagi cake and asked with a smile: "Is this Qingtuan? Why is it flat?"
Lu Beicen hurriedly explained: "This can be regarded as a green dumpling, but it is made of soft hagi, with black sesame candy filling added. You can try it, but it is made of glutinous rice. You can't eat too much at night, for fear that it will not be good for you.
change."
The old lady suddenly became energetic: "Is this true? Have you ever heard of it? Let me try it."
The old lady picked one up excitedly, took a small bite, and slowly chewed the other one. Seeing the old lady eating deliciously, the old man followed suit...
In the evening, they were seven-tenths full. Both old men were very sensible. They had a bowl of porridge, a soft hagi cake as big as a palm, and a few home-cooked dishes. They ate just right. When the old man put his chopsticks, he couldn't help but say something.
Joke: "No wonder Ahao always thinks about Xiaobei's cooking at home. Xiaobei, it makes your Grandma Huang sour!"
Everyone laughed for a moment, but Ah Hao said very sensibly: "No, I often think about the food cooked by grandma..."