After hanging up the phone, Jiang Kuo stood up, and Cannon rode over and tilted his head at him.
"Why?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Go for a run," said Cannon.
"Isn't that horse of yours not very happy today," Jiang Kuo asked, "I'll knock it off for you later."
"It's coaxed," Cannon patted the horse's head, "be good now."
"You're not with them anymore?" Jiang Kuo got on the horse and touched the horse's neck, "Go baby, let's run around and do some activities."
"What's the point of talking to them," said Cannon. "The supermarket chain that Zhou brought today has been banging for half an hour. I want to talk to He Nini for a while and I can't find a seam."
"Is that the problem of the supermarket chain?" Jiang Kuo said, "Isn't it that you are not as popular as the supermarket chain and that He Nini likes to listen to the supermarket chain?"
"Don't irritate people," said Cannon. "I can't handle this series of heart stabs."
"Go." Jiang Kuo tilted his head.
The horse ran forward slowly, and when the cannon followed, he turned his head and glanced over there.
"Don't look at it," Jiang Kuo said, "Aren't you going to be busy after the new year, and still have time to chase girls?"
"No matter how busy I am, it won't delay me chasing girls. When a good girl sees it, she has to keep up with her," said Cannon. "I would rather be rejected for ten thousand than miss one."
Jiang Kuo was a little speechless.
However, this is how Cannon has been implemented over the years. No matter how busy or sloppy he is in life, he will set aside exclusive time for the girl he likes to pursue.
"I'm not like you," Cannon said. "I'm usually like a goddamn monk. If you don't sound like a monk, you'll be a big one."
"I can't compare to you, I like everyone I see, I've been too busy to kill you." Jiang Kuo said. "Did you go back to school after the new year?" Cannon asked.
"Well," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "I know me quite well."
"To understand love," said Cannon.
"...Don't be sour." Jiang Kuo said.
"Is this sour! Is this sour!" Cannon glared at him, "You will always be so stunned if you have the ability, don't let me watch you say love words, and don't do anything romantic that you don't like thing."
Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing.
"I'll go back to the countryside with my dad tomorrow," said Da Pao, "Mr. Jiang will be back tomorrow too?"
"Well," Jiang Kuo responded, "if you run with your dad, will you be going to Tianding Waterfall after the new year?"
"It's almost, this time, if we get things straightened out with those two villages, we will enter the field," said Da Pao, "whether you grit your teeth and ask President Jiang to hand over the Tianding to you, so that we can work together. ."
"I'm not interested," Jiang Kuo said, "I want to open an online store to sell beef in sauce after the New Year."
"Fuck," Cannon looked at him, "Are you three swordsmen?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
"How much do you take?" asked the cannon.
"I don't know," Jiang Kuo said, "I just have an idea of opening an online store, and I haven't told Duan Feifei in detail yet."
"Don't go up and ask how much you got," said Cannon. "You know what? You ask him how much he has, and you can make up for the shortfall. Don't go up, just wave your hand, and I'll give you the money!"
Jiang Kuo glanced at him.
"I don't want to say whether he will have any ideas," Da Pao said. "The store is now managed by his uncle. If a big classmate throws hundreds of thousands of brushes, people directly think that you want to steal three knives. Do you believe the brand?"
"Hi..." Jiang Kuo frowned.
"What's hiss," said the cannon.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Jiang Kuo said.
"People's small businesses have different ideas," Da Pao said. "Don't take Mr. Jiang's experience on it. Originally, people didn't want to attract investment, and they didn't want to expand."
"Well," Jiang Kuo took the reins, the horse's speed slowed down, and he waved at the cannon, "Pao'er, come."
The cannon pulled the horse and leaned over: "Why?"
"Thank you." Jiang Kuotan went over and patted his shoulder.
"Fuck!" Cannon shouted, "Why don't you scold me."
Duan Feifei squatted beside the pot and pointed his phone at the bubbling brown syrup in the pot: "See, brown sugar and a little bit of maltose, all maltose is too sweet, I'll put chopped peanuts in later, I don't need it at all. Broken, my milk teeth are not good, so break a little..."
"I would like to have a taste of this syrup," Jiang Kuo said.
The old man Song listened to the music: "Put some oil on the brown sugar cube, and it will be like this in a while. Go to the kitchen and make it, be careful not to let it go."
"Can you put other sugar?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Also," Song old man was very happy about making his own peanut candy and others "making TV", and he talked a lot, "if you want a little other flavor, just add others, sweet-scented osmanthus candy rock candy, they are all delicious, I am now Putting peanuts, look... "
"Look." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
Old Man Song's daughter handed over a pot of crushed peanuts, Old Man Song poured it into it, and started stirring quickly with a large wooden shovel.
Duan Feifei has no idea about peanut candy, he is not very interested in sweets, but now this fragrance is part of his memory.
It was amazing that he and Jiang Kuo watched Old Man Song cook the food in his memory with the techniques and procedures of the past, as if watching a replay of his childhood.
The peanut candy was poured on a large oiled wooden board, and after cooling down a little, old man Song skillfully took a long stick and started rolling, and slowly rolled the peanut candy into a large piece of even thickness, and then cut it with long wood chips. into small pieces.
"Try it," Old Man Song took a piece and handed it to Duan Feifei, "See if I'm back to work?"
Duan Feifei took it and took a bite. The peanut candy was still warm, soft and fragrant. He nodded, "It's still the same taste, it hasn't changed at all."
Old Man Song laughed happily.
I made a total of five kilograms of peanut candy, one kilogram for my grandmother, one kilogram for my uncle's house, two kilograms for Luo Guanjiao, half for my father, and one kilogram for Jiang Kuo.
Old man Song refused to accept the money, and put the candy in his hand and pushed him out the door, as if he was about to fight.
"Didn't you bring me wine!" Old Man Song said, "This candy can't match those two bottles of wine!"
"I won't give you any more money..." Duan Feifei said, "I can't beat you."
"I've been home for all these years, and there are still people who remember my candy. I'm very happy," said the old man Song, "let your dad come out to find me, and you bring him over to find me!"
"That's for sure!" Duan Feifei said, "The three of us will be drinking at that time."
Taking out the peanut candy, Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo who was smiling all the time on the screen: "What's the matter, laughing like this."
"Life in the market is very interesting," Jiang Kuo said. "This old man is very cute."
"That's the other side that you haven't seen the changing market situation," Duan Feifan stepped onto the motorcycle parked by the roadside, "Do you know why the knives in the fresh food area are all tied with iron chains?"
"Is it so cruel?" Jiang Kuo said, "I thought it was a burglar."
Duan Feifei smiled: "Who the hell went into the vegetable market to steal a knife!"
"I don't know," Jiang Kuo also smiled, "It's probably me, after all, I don't know the price of the knife."
"You know that stealing knives can't be calculated by knives," Duan Feifei said. "If you want to steal knives, you can only calculate them at the price of scrap iron, weighed in kilograms."
"So bad?" Jiang Kuo said.
"So, don't steal it." Duan Feifei said.
"...Who stole it!" Jiang Kuo came back to his senses, "I thought I was going to sell the dirty stuff."
Duan Feifei laughed for a long time and fixed the phone to the bracket on the front of the car.
"The car is not bad, where did it come from?" Jiang Kuo saw the car when the camera of the mobile phone was shaking.
"A big brother in the aquatic area, the number one knight in our market." Duan Feifei started the car.
"Who is the second?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"The only knight in the second row in the third row of the aquatic product area in the market," said Duan Feifei, "the first knight in the market for short."
"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo coughed with a laugh, and suddenly remembered the hero who defends the school, referred to as the nursing school hero.
"Uncle Duan will take you to the car," Duan Feifei put on his helmet, turned the accelerator, and the car rushed out, "Let's go."
Duan Feifei will not leave his mobile phone in his hands during the peak season of sauced beef sales. During other times, the usage rate of mobile phones is not high. Even if he wears headphones, he rarely uses them.
But after returning from the trip, not only did he keep his mobile phone in his hand, he even had to carry a power bank on his back, and the earphones were replaced with wired ones, or he couldn't last the whole day.
"My phone is out of battery," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll take Benben out for a walk first."
"Well, let's go," Duan Feifei said, "I'm going to start preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon."
"Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve dinner, right?" Jiang Kuo said.
"We have a lot of family, and we have a lot to do," Duan Feifei said. "My old uncle made half-finished products and took them to my grandma's house to make them."
Jiang Kuo snorted: "Isn't that a bunch of people that are very lively, and then you are a social fanatic who is very busy, and you should be exquisite in all aspects..."
"That can also take time to chat," Duan Feifei said, "I can't socialize all day, how can I have so much energy."
Jiang Kuo laughed: "You know what I want to say?"
"You can't hide even that little thought." Duan Feifei said.
"That's okay, you can find me when you have time." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay." Duan Feifei took a screenshot.
It is the common understanding of the old uncle and grandmother that you have to eat big fish and meat for the New Year.
Duan Ling arranged a two-day vacation with someone and came back to help.
"Have you bought all the side dishes?" The old aunt looked at the various chickens, ducks, and fish on the counter, and counted the dishes one by one with her fingers. "If everyone runs out later, I won't be able to buy anything."
"It's all set," Duan Feifei looked at the list on his phone, "I bought one according to your list. It's not bad. I also bought a few more that I think I might use."
"Okay, chop up all the chickens and ducks first," the old aunt clapped her hands, "Duan Ling, chop up all the pork over there."
Duan Feifei took the knife and started to handle the chicken and duck, Duan Ling picked up his sleeves and cut the meat, the old uncle and old aunt got fish and pig trotters.
This time of year is so busy.
When I was a child, I was still excited when I was busy, there was delicious food, I could go out to play, and I was very relaxed and happy when I didn’t open a store. This kind of busyness was different from the usual busyness for a living.
He didn't like the work that Niu Sandao was always busy with. The old uncle and aunt calculated expenses and income, and from time to time he would lament Duan Ling and his extra expenses in school.
But most of the others in the market are like this. The only difference is probably that his share of expenses should not exist in the first place.
A few people were busy, all the preparations were done, and the ingredients and ingredients were loaded in pots and bags.
The next morning, even if it was the official start of the New Year's program.
"Put that big wok over here," the old man said. "I will bring it with you later, but I forgot to take it last time. The old lady's wok is too hard for two people to cook."
"Should I drive the car over?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Well, go and drive over," the old man nodded, "Bring my new car! Drive over here!"
The car is a second-hand pickup truck that my uncle bought last month. After he sold the old car five years ago, he has never bought another car. Boss Song's warehouse has changed its address, which is much farther away than before. I am afraid that sometimes it will be too late to deliver the beef. Uncle just bought this second-hand truck for hauling.
If I knew about the possible demolition at that time, it is estimated that the old uncle would not buy it.
Duan Feifei went out and sent a video request to Jiang Kuo.
"So early?" Jiang Kuo appeared on the screen with a confused look.
"This is the beginning. From now on until tomorrow," Duan Feifei said, "I spend the night at my grandma's house and can't come back."
"What are you doing in the nest? Is there any place to sleep?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Playing mahjong and playing cards," Duan Feifei said, "no one sleeps, just lie on the bed together if you want to sleep, and five people can lie on one bed sideways."
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo was taken aback, "How can this be bearable, let's play cards."
Duan Feifei laughed.
"Where are you going?" Jiang Kuo rubbed his face.
"Driving the car, a bunch of things, including pots and vegetables, have to be taken to my grandma's house," Duan Feifei said, "my old uncle's small truck."
"I've never seen you drive before?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I bought a second-hand pickup truck last month, and I can't go to the city. I only drove it when I was pulling goods," Duan Feifei said. "I just drove it for the first time today."
"Let me see." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei walked to the parking lot and first threw a pack of cigarettes to Uncle Huang: "Uncle Huang, are you going home this afternoon for the New Year?"
"I'll be back at noon," Uncle Huang happily took the cigarette. "You're the only kid in the market who has a conscience and can always think of me."
"You have to think about that," Duan Feifei smiled, "When you come back after the new year, I will leave you something delicious."
Jiang Kuo looked at a pickup truck on the screen. He said it was second-hand, but it actually looked quite new. Duan Feifei opened the door and got into the car. When the door was closed, there was a loud bang.
"Damn it, this movement," Jiang Kuo said, "Let you get rid of the door."
"You dare," Duan Feifei put the phone on the stand, facing himself, "I'll buy some sea urchins for you to steam eggs later."
"Does it work? What remedies?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Duan Yingjun's exclusive recipe," Duan Feifei started the car, "Eat the gallbladder."
"Go away." Jiang Kuo said, "Where are you going?"
"It takes three knives to pack things," Duan Feifei said, "you can see how many in a while, it will catch up with the amount of our school cafeteria."
The phone was inserted into the pocket on top of the jacket by Duan Feifei, and the camera was only half exposed. Jiang Kuo felt like he was looking out from Duan Feifei's pocket.
There is a lot of food. When I watched Duan Feifei and my uncle move things into the car, I felt like I was passing by the market. His family had never had so many dishes before.
Mr. Jiang and his wife are very careful about maintaining health. They usually eat less and less food. Jiang Leo is like a cat. After a few bites, he is full. Aunt Liu is the most eater in the family. I make my own food, don't you think it's a big loss?"
Now looking at Duan Feifei's house, Jiang Kuo couldn't help taking screenshots.
After putting things in the car, Duan Feifei didn't take the phone out of his pocket, probably because it was too obvious to put the phone on the stand, but just adjusted the angle to face the front.
So Jiang Kuo took his pockets all the way through the streets and drove to a residential area in the old city, where the cars were parked randomly everywhere.
"Your uncle," Duan Feifei was blocked by a three-jumper, and looked out the window, "whose car—"
Jiang Kuo had already guessed that he was going to shout, so he was not frightened.
An uncle came over from the side with a displeased expression: "What's the matter! Is it blocking your way?"
"This is not fucking nonsense!" The old uncle's voice sounded beside him, followed by the sound of opening the door.
Duan Feifei grabbed the old uncle's arm: "What are you doing?"
"I smoked him!" said the old man.
"Go home and smoke the top!" Duan Ling said behind, "Who will you smoke for the New Year's Eve!"
"Uncle, Happy New Year," Duan Feifei got out of the car and walked to Sanbengzi to have a look, "It's hard to park here."
"It's good to know." The uncle looked like I was not afraid of things, but Duan Feifei's kind words suddenly lost his momentum.
"Can I help you move?" Duan Feifei said, "Lean here, and it's convenient to drive away in a while."
"Hey," the uncle waved his hand, "No need, I'll move it myself, you can help me look behind."
"Okay." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo was leaning on the sofa, and his phone was tucked between the sofa cushions. Although he couldn't see Duan Feifei's face, he liked this feeling very much. Duan Feifei was very likable when he was "socializing". a solid feeling.
"Duan Feihan," Jiang Kuo whispered to him, "Are you wearing headphones?"
"I'm wearing it." Duan Feifei said, "But I can't wear it all the time when I get to my grandma's house."
"Well," Jiang Kuo responded, "It's okay, I'll just watch it."
"I brought two power banks." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo laughed: "Is it?"
"No," Duan Feifei said, "but grandma's house has WIFI, don't worry."
The whole family is at home today, except for Aunt Liu, who is busy in the kitchen, and a cleaning lady who is cleaning upstairs. Everyone is leisurely maintaining the usual state. Compared with Duan Feifei, there is almost no feeling of Chinese New Year.
At noon, Aunt Liu cooked two more dishes. Jiang Kuo stopped looking at his phone all the time, but he still had an earphone on his ear.
"It's been a long time, what are you looking at?" President Jiang asked him.
"Live broadcast." Jiang Kuo said.
"Have you watched the live broadcast yet?" President Jiang was a little surprised, "Don't you think it's too noisy watching these things?"
"Experience life." Jiang Kuo said.
"Experience life..." President Jiang snorted, "Your mother said that you are going to sell sauced beef, is it also to experience life?"
"It doesn't count," Jiang Kuo said, "I just want to do something."
"Then you..." President Jiang raised his hand and pointed, and after thinking about it, he sighed and didn't say any more.
"The online store doesn't delay classes," Jiang Kuo said. "I can't drop out of school now to pursue a project."
"You always have a bunch of reasons anyway," President Jiang waved his hand, "I won't argue with you when it's a new year."
"Yang Ke didn't go home for the new year, right?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I didn't reply," my mother said. "I called his mother in the morning, and she was so worried that she couldn't even eat."
"I plan to ask Yang Ke to help me with the procedures," Jiang Kuo said. "I don't think he will go back to school in his current state, so I can't persuade him."
"Is he okay?" Mom asked.
"Yang Ke..." President Jiang thought for a while, "It's not like he can't, that kid's brain is a study brain."
"Do you want to tell his family?" Mom looked at Jiang Kuo.
"I'm telling you just to let you talk," Jiang Kuo said. "If I don't have enough money, I'll let him out. If his family doesn't know about this, I'm afraid he won't be able to get the money."
"Wow," the mother turned to look at President Jiang, "how good is your son?"
"Is my son born by me?" President Jiang said, and leaned closer to Jiang Kuo, "Then if he pays, do you want to give him a share?"
"Take a shit," Jiang Kuo said simply, "Bonus, commission, and a little bit of money depending on performance, I don't care about him or him, it's not bad, and he won't cooperate for a long time in the future, he will figure it out for himself. Understand that it must be done alone."
"He cheated on you?" President Jiang was a little surprised, "He cheated on you?"
Jiang Liaozai laughed and drank the soup while having fun.
"That child, he doesn't have a lot of words on his mouth, he says anything nonsense when he is competing with the family." The mother waved her hand.
"Then I have to teach him a lesson." President Jiang said.
"Don't worry about it, I will pass after the New Year." Jiang Kuo said.
"Going through the formalities?" Jiang Liao said slowly, "I haven't gone to work yet, why shouldn't I be in the sixth and eighth days of the new year?"
Jiang Kuo glanced at her: "Can't you talk to Niu Sandao first?"
Look at your brother!
Your brother is going to beat you up, you know!
"Ah," Jiang nodded, "yes."
"Then let's go to the second day of the first year," said my mother, "the first day of the first year, let's play, and President Jiang has to go to the incense. The fake model will fool the Bodhisattva once a year. I will be busy on the second day of the first year."
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo's original plan was to go back to the third year of junior high, but he didn't expect his mother to let him go to the second day of junior high. He was so happy that he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
"I'm very sincere." President Jiang was still holding on to his mother's words.
Jiang Kuo didn't listen to what they said, and put down his chopsticks: "I'm done eating."
He walked quickly to the yard, Benben came over, Jiang Kuo rubbed its head, took out his mobile phone and looked at it.
The picture on Duan Feifei's side is probably the kitchen. Grandma's kitchen is very old, but it is neatly tidied up. The dishes they brought in the car have been neatly filled with the kitchen, which was not very big, and it feels like it is running out of space. My feet are off.
I can hear the voices of many people talking outside the kitchen, which is very lively.
"Duan Yingjun?" Jiang Kuo called out.
Duan Feifei didn't reply, and it was estimated that the earphones had been taken off.
He had to hang up the video call and call again.
"What?" Duan Feifei answered the phone quickly, "Did it break?"
"I've passed the second day of junior high!" Jiang Kuo shouted in a suppressed voice. "What? What what?" Duan Feifei asked in a series of questions.
"The second day, the second day, the second day," Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "the day after tomorrow!"
"Damn it! So fast!" Duan Feifei laughed, "I thought it would be after the third year of junior high."
"The day after tomorrow! It's the day after tomorrow," Jiang Kuo said. "Are you happy? Are you excited?"
"Excited, I want to go pick you up." Duan Feifei said.