v3 Chapter 532： Yijin return
Jiang Feng was actually very busy during the New Year.
Although this kind of words are very bad, Jiang Feng feels that he does not need to go to work and does not need to get up early. He sleeps in bed every day and is happy in his fat house. The cousins blew their own rainbow farts, and all of them could enjoy the good life of the dishes made by the father himself, a bit tedious.
Always feel like something is missing.
Maybe Jiang Feng is such a person who loves work.
When Jiang Feng wondered if he should do something to make the happy and relaxing annual vacation not so easy, he was packed back by his comrade Wang Xiulian.
When Jiang Feng visits her grandmother's house every year, she stays with her grandmother for a day, except last year. Because he died in the name of Taifeng Building and signed up for the Good Taste Cooking Contest, he was caught by two old men for pre-match devil training, so he went back that day.
If nothing else happens this year, Jiang Feng should stay with her grandmother for a few more days. With so many happy events in the Jiang family this year, Comrade Wang Xiulian must not take her husband's children back to his mother's home to confess to his father and mother. By the way, he will show off in front of two sisters-in-law.
Jiang Feng felt that if Comrade Wang Xiulian participated in the local opera, she must be a vicious sister-in-law of a good lady, and she would report that she would reap twice as much happiness by building her happiness on the pain of others. Not only did you have to step on the person who had offended yourself, you also had to grind a few feet on her face so that she could see how expensive the shoes on her feet were.
On the sixth day of the new year, Comrade Wang Xiulian took her husband's child and a big bag to the shuttle bus to his mother's house.
Because Comrade Wang Xiulian delayed packing a lot of time, when the three people arrived at the bus station, there were only a few seats in the back of the minibus.
The road was in disrepair for a long time, and the road was full of pits, large and small, that were picked up by trucks. Jiang Feng was holding the bag that Comrade Wang Xiulian gave him and sat in the last row feeling that he was on a trampoline.
Comrade Jiang Jiankang, sitting on Jiang Feng's right, has almost dumped the dumplings he had eaten this morning.
"Wife, what are you packing this morning? If you don't pick up these two packages, we might be able to grab the seat in front." Jiang Jiankang said that is the bag in his hand and the one in Jiang Feng's hand.
"Why do n’t I pick up these two packs of things today?" Comrade Wang Xiulian felt that he had worked hard all year for these two packs of things today. "Hold up, do n’t let go, these are all burned to the ancestors. of."
Jiang Feng instantly understood what he was holding.
The Wang family has a very wonderful tradition. If something happens to the family members and grandchildren, it can be called a glorious lintel, so you must copy the documents that prove these things, and take it to the grave to burn it to the ancestors of the Wang family.
Each year, the ancestors of the royal family always received copies burned by future generations during the Qingming and New Year.
If you are admitted to a prestigious university, you need to copy the admission notice and burn it before the grave. After graduation, you must copy the graduation certificate to the grave and burn it. Even if you buy a suite in the county, you must copy the real estate certificate. I took it to the grave and burned it.
When Jiang Feng was admitted to the A University, Comrade Wang Xiulian copied his admission notice to more than a dozen graves, and none of them fell.
Jiang Feng carefully opened the zipper of the bag in his hand, and wanted to see a copy of what was inside.
"Do n’t hit it! The things in it are placed in order. Do n’t open it up and mess up." Comrade Wang Xiulian attached great importance to these two copies of copies in the hands of Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang.
Jiang Feng could only hold the bag honestly and continue to sit on the trampoline.
After being on the minibus for a few hours, although a gentle section was encountered in the middle, it was generally on the other side. Jiang Feng felt that the bones on his body were going to fall apart.
Jiang Feng felt a little soft when she got out of the car.
Maybe there are some flowers in his eyes, or even hallucinations, otherwise he would not think that the old lady with two bags in her hand, full of silver wire, and a small and thin lady in a down jacket, was her grandmother.
At this time, his grandmother must be washing vegetables and cutting meat at home waiting for them to go back. How could he go to the station to pick them up?
Then Jiang Feng felt that his hallucinations were more serious. He felt that the old man next to the skinny little old lady who was slightly stronger and bald with a slightly bent back was his grandfather.
"Mom, the two grandpas and grandma in front look like grandpa and grandma!" Jiang Feng sighed, reaching out a finger.
Jiang Jiankang looked in the direction of Jiang Feng's finger, with a look of surprise: "I really hit my wife, so looking a bit like a father-in-law from a distance."
Wang Xiulian only hated that she was now full of things and could not give Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang a hairy chestnut: "What kind of image is that!"
With that said, Wang Xiulian took a big step forward: "Jiankang, what is Xiao Feng doing? He's not over yet!"
Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang froze for a while, then immediately followed, and the words that the father and the son thought were rarely in agreement:
What day is it today, even the grandparents / parents are shocked.
Jiang Feng's grandfather and grandmother were looking at the three men with a smile on their faces. After Jiang Feng walked in, she found that the lids in the grandmother's hands were actually firecrackers.
Two bags in one hand, a total of 8 large bags of firecrackers.
Jiang Feng thought, is there really any happy event, which cousin is going to get married?
In addition to getting married, Jiang Feng really can't think of any other occasions where two elderly people can run down the street to buy so many firecrackers.
"Dad, mom, just the two of you on the street? Big brother and second brother are not with you?" Wang Xiulian asked.
"Your brother is going to burn the paper money at home, the boss went to buy firecrackers, and the two of us thought we should almost come by the way." Grandma Jiang Feng said with a smile.
Then Jiang Feng saw three bags in one hand, and Da Xi, who had brought up a total of 6 large bags of firecrackers, hurried towards them.
Jiang Feng: ...
Okay, now it's twelve sacks of firecrackers.
There is a van at the entrance of the bus station, which is specially designed to send people to the village entrance. The money is collected according to the distance. Jiang Feng and theirs are 15 yuan each.
Jiang Jiankang sat in the front passenger seat, and the rest squeezed into the back. After everyone got in the car, the driver closed the door, and the door was welded to the road.
"Grandma, is there any good thing at home this year? Why did you, grandpa and grandma go to the street to buy so many firecrackers?" Jiang Feng couldn't help asking after getting on the bus.
Grandma Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, her eyes could not hide the joy: "Of course there is a happy event, isn't your biggest joy when you come back?"
"Ah?" Jiang Feng was aggressive.
"Yeah, yeah, Xiaofeng, you won the national championship again this year, you are on TV, you are on the newspaper, you are on the magazine, isn't that a joyous event for the big people!" Jiang Feng aunt was excited, We haven't had such a happy event in many years! "
Although the Wang family has many people, there are not many things worth burning to ancestors during the New Year. Jiang Feng remembered the last time he burned something for his ancestors in the New Year, or one of his cousins graduated from a well-known college with a PhD. To this end, the cousin's dad, a cousin of Jiang Feng, specially invited the chef from the outside and invited the whole family to set up a banquet on the sixth day of the new year, and set up a dozen tables.
Jiang Feng was so drunk that day.
Recalling this past, Jiang Feng even felt dizzy.
Wait ~ www.novelhall.com ~ banquet.
Jiang Feng looked tight, realizing that the matter was not as simple as the 12 bags of firecrackers.
"Ma'am, shouldn't you ..."
"It's difficult for our family to get such a big happy event, of course, the whole family must celebrate it together." Dasao looked beaming.
Jiang Feng: ...
"Mom ..." Jiang Feng thought he might be able to rescue him again.
"Brother, are you asking Master Jiang or Master Wang?" Wang Xiulian asked.
"It must be Master Wang. Our ten miles and eight townships are among the most famous of Master Wang's craftsmanship. Who do you ask him to invite?" Dasao looked proud.
Jiang Feng: ...
It seems difficult for him to get off the table today.
Although this kind of words are very bad, Jiang Feng feels that he does not need to go to work and does not need to get up early. He sleeps in bed every day and is happy in his fat house. The cousins blew their own rainbow farts, and all of them could enjoy the good life of the dishes made by the father himself, a bit tedious.
Always feel like something is missing.
Maybe Jiang Feng is such a person who loves work.
When Jiang Feng wondered if he should do something to make the happy and relaxing annual vacation not so easy, he was packed back by his comrade Wang Xiulian.
When Jiang Feng visits her grandmother's house every year, she stays with her grandmother for a day, except last year. Because he died in the name of Taifeng Building and signed up for the Good Taste Cooking Contest, he was caught by two old men for pre-match devil training, so he went back that day.
If nothing else happens this year, Jiang Feng should stay with her grandmother for a few more days. With so many happy events in the Jiang family this year, Comrade Wang Xiulian must not take her husband's children back to his mother's home to confess to his father and mother. By the way, he will show off in front of two sisters-in-law.
Jiang Feng felt that if Comrade Wang Xiulian participated in the local opera, she must be a vicious sister-in-law of a good lady, and she would report that she would reap twice as much happiness by building her happiness on the pain of others. Not only did you have to step on the person who had offended yourself, you also had to grind a few feet on her face so that she could see how expensive the shoes on her feet were.
On the sixth day of the new year, Comrade Wang Xiulian took her husband's child and a big bag to the shuttle bus to his mother's house.
Because Comrade Wang Xiulian delayed packing a lot of time, when the three people arrived at the bus station, there were only a few seats in the back of the minibus.
The road was in disrepair for a long time, and the road was full of pits, large and small, that were picked up by trucks. Jiang Feng was holding the bag that Comrade Wang Xiulian gave him and sat in the last row feeling that he was on a trampoline.
Comrade Jiang Jiankang, sitting on Jiang Feng's right, has almost dumped the dumplings he had eaten this morning.
"Wife, what are you packing this morning? If you don't pick up these two packages, we might be able to grab the seat in front." Jiang Jiankang said that is the bag in his hand and the one in Jiang Feng's hand.
"Why do n’t I pick up these two packs of things today?" Comrade Wang Xiulian felt that he had worked hard all year for these two packs of things today. "Hold up, do n’t let go, these are all burned to the ancestors. of."
Jiang Feng instantly understood what he was holding.
The Wang family has a very wonderful tradition. If something happens to the family members and grandchildren, it can be called a glorious lintel, so you must copy the documents that prove these things, and take it to the grave to burn it to the ancestors of the Wang family.
Each year, the ancestors of the royal family always received copies burned by future generations during the Qingming and New Year.
If you are admitted to a prestigious university, you need to copy the admission notice and burn it before the grave. After graduation, you must copy the graduation certificate to the grave and burn it. Even if you buy a suite in the county, you must copy the real estate certificate. I took it to the grave and burned it.
When Jiang Feng was admitted to the A University, Comrade Wang Xiulian copied his admission notice to more than a dozen graves, and none of them fell.
Jiang Feng carefully opened the zipper of the bag in his hand, and wanted to see a copy of what was inside.
"Do n’t hit it! The things in it are placed in order. Do n’t open it up and mess up." Comrade Wang Xiulian attached great importance to these two copies of copies in the hands of Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang.
Jiang Feng could only hold the bag honestly and continue to sit on the trampoline.
After being on the minibus for a few hours, although a gentle section was encountered in the middle, it was generally on the other side. Jiang Feng felt that the bones on his body were going to fall apart.
Jiang Feng felt a little soft when she got out of the car.
Maybe there are some flowers in his eyes, or even hallucinations, otherwise he would not think that the old lady with two bags in her hand, full of silver wire, and a small and thin lady in a down jacket, was her grandmother.
At this time, his grandmother must be washing vegetables and cutting meat at home waiting for them to go back. How could he go to the station to pick them up?
Then Jiang Feng felt that his hallucinations were more serious. He felt that the old man next to the skinny little old lady who was slightly stronger and bald with a slightly bent back was his grandfather.
"Mom, the two grandpas and grandma in front look like grandpa and grandma!" Jiang Feng sighed, reaching out a finger.
Jiang Jiankang looked in the direction of Jiang Feng's finger, with a look of surprise: "I really hit my wife, so looking a bit like a father-in-law from a distance."
Wang Xiulian only hated that she was now full of things and could not give Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang a hairy chestnut: "What kind of image is that!"
With that said, Wang Xiulian took a big step forward: "Jiankang, what is Xiao Feng doing? He's not over yet!"
Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang froze for a while, then immediately followed, and the words that the father and the son thought were rarely in agreement:
What day is it today, even the grandparents / parents are shocked.
Jiang Feng's grandfather and grandmother were looking at the three men with a smile on their faces. After Jiang Feng walked in, she found that the lids in the grandmother's hands were actually firecrackers.
Two bags in one hand, a total of 8 large bags of firecrackers.
Jiang Feng thought, is there really any happy event, which cousin is going to get married?
In addition to getting married, Jiang Feng really can't think of any other occasions where two elderly people can run down the street to buy so many firecrackers.
"Dad, mom, just the two of you on the street? Big brother and second brother are not with you?" Wang Xiulian asked.
"Your brother is going to burn the paper money at home, the boss went to buy firecrackers, and the two of us thought we should almost come by the way." Grandma Jiang Feng said with a smile.
Then Jiang Feng saw three bags in one hand, and Da Xi, who had brought up a total of 6 large bags of firecrackers, hurried towards them.
Jiang Feng: ...
Okay, now it's twelve sacks of firecrackers.
There is a van at the entrance of the bus station, which is specially designed to send people to the village entrance. The money is collected according to the distance. Jiang Feng and theirs are 15 yuan each.
Jiang Jiankang sat in the front passenger seat, and the rest squeezed into the back. After everyone got in the car, the driver closed the door, and the door was welded to the road.
"Grandma, is there any good thing at home this year? Why did you, grandpa and grandma go to the street to buy so many firecrackers?" Jiang Feng couldn't help asking after getting on the bus.
Grandma Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Feng with a smile, her eyes could not hide the joy: "Of course there is a happy event, isn't your biggest joy when you come back?"
"Ah?" Jiang Feng was aggressive.
"Yeah, yeah, Xiaofeng, you won the national championship again this year, you are on TV, you are on the newspaper, you are on the magazine, isn't that a joyous event for the big people!" Jiang Feng aunt was excited, We haven't had such a happy event in many years! "
Although the Wang family has many people, there are not many things worth burning to ancestors during the New Year. Jiang Feng remembered the last time he burned something for his ancestors in the New Year, or one of his cousins graduated from a well-known college with a PhD. To this end, the cousin's dad, a cousin of Jiang Feng, specially invited the chef from the outside and invited the whole family to set up a banquet on the sixth day of the new year, and set up a dozen tables.
Jiang Feng was so drunk that day.
Recalling this past, Jiang Feng even felt dizzy.
Wait ~ www.novelhall.com ~ banquet.
Jiang Feng looked tight, realizing that the matter was not as simple as the 12 bags of firecrackers.
"Ma'am, shouldn't you ..."
"It's difficult for our family to get such a big happy event, of course, the whole family must celebrate it together." Dasao looked beaming.
Jiang Feng: ...
"Mom ..." Jiang Feng thought he might be able to rescue him again.
"Brother, are you asking Master Jiang or Master Wang?" Wang Xiulian asked.
"It must be Master Wang. Our ten miles and eight townships are among the most famous of Master Wang's craftsmanship. Who do you ask him to invite?" Dasao looked proud.
Jiang Feng: ...
It seems difficult for him to get off the table today.
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