Brilliant Michelin Reborn

"Come on, here comes the water."

Wei's father pulled Jiang Shun'an into the room and sat down. Wei's mother held the cup in her right hand and protected the body of the cup with her left hand. She walked very quickly, but every step was not big, and she was a little staggering.

Jiang Shunan hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but was blocked by Wei's mother: "Don't, don't, sit down, be careful of getting hot."

Wei's mother bent down, and leaned the cup closer to the middle of the tea table: "It's just boiled, drink it later."

Jiang Shunan quickly responded, "Thank you, Auntie."

Wei's mother finished her work, and Wei's father brought a large fruit plate from somewhere, the kind with divisions.Peanuts, melon seeds, hard candies, and tangerines and winter dates were piled up together, forming a hill in front of him, and he kept stuffing tangerines into his hands.

"Come on, after running all the way, let's eat some rice pads first. They are all grown by ourselves. The food will be ready soon."

"Hey, okay, uncle," Jiang Shunan hurriedly got up, holding the tangerines that couldn't fit in his hand tremblingly, "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

"Ah, the old man didn't remind me and I forgot, there is still cooking in the pot!"

After speaking, Mother Wei hurried out again.

At the door, Wei Jingrong bumped into Wei's mother and shouted, "Mom, slow down."

Mother Wei shouted as she ran, her voice was far away, but she could still hear it more clearly: "It's okay, I'll go and see the stove, you hurry up and call your friend..."

Wei Jingrong entered the room, carrying a lot of things in his hands, covering half of his body.

Jiang Shun'an and Wei's father helped to continue, and they were neatly arranged all over the wall.

"Why do you buy so many things again?" Dad Wei put on his reading glasses and carefully looked at the ants-sized characters on the colorful packaging boxes, "Your mother and I don't need anything, so don't waste it so much, you spend money in big cities There are many places, and it is true that you save more money.”

"Dad," Wei Jingrong said, "this stuff doesn't cost much, and some are for uncles, aunts, and cousins. I don't usually come back, so I bring more if I can."

Wei's father frowned involuntarily, and sighed: "It's enough to have this kind of heart. Your mother and I really don't need these things. Let's buy less in the future."

"Uncle," Jiang Shunan thought for a while, not wanting to embarrass Wei Jingrong, and said, "Mr. Wei is thinking about you and auntie, but he is usually too busy and has no time to come back, so I have to buy more things for you. And me, my trader It's shameless to come to your house rashly to bother you without more preparations."

Father Wei hesitated to speak helplessly, and finally could only smile: "My mother and I are already very happy that you can come to our small country place. From now on, you can come whenever you want, and you can come anytime. Don’t spend any more money.”

"Yes!" Jiang Shunan bowed slightly and saluted Wei's father, "I promise to remember my uncle's teachings."

"This kid," Wei's father stretched out his hand, and patted Jiang Shunan's face lightly twice, "It would be great if Jing Rong could make you so obedient and have such a sweet mouth."

Jiang Shunan glanced at Wei Jingrong and coughed lightly: "Boss Wei has so many people under his command, it's normal to be serious, don't say that."

"What is Mr. Wei?" Dad Wei said, "I opened two restaurants outside, which are similar to restaurants in the county. Just talking bluntly."

Jiang Shunan quickly explained: "No, Mr. Wei..."

"Okay, an old man like me doesn't need to explain."

Father Wei smiled, put the gift box on the ground with his wrinkled old hands, took off his glasses and hung them on his thin neck: "You young people have your young people's world, I don't understand it, and I don't understand it. I can’t catch up even if I want to.”

"Dad, don't say that."

"Yes, Uncle." Jiang Shunan said, "You are still young, you and Auntie are in such good health, there is still more time in the future."

"Hehe, the loess is buried up to my neck, how much time do I have?"

Father Wei said, walking towards the door step by step: "You two children are resting in the house, I'll go and see if the meal is ready."

The back of Wei's father is tall and thin. Although he is tough, he can't hide his age. The passage of time has bent his back, but it was once the pillar of this family.

Like, my own father.

Dad, will he be like this...

"Shun'an," Wei Jingrong looked at the downcast Jiang Shun'an, and couldn't help calling him, "Shun'an, are you okay?"

"what?"

Jiang Shunan responded, sighing slowly: "I'm fine, I'm a little too nervous."

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Shunan looked around the room.

The room is big, but relatively empty, nothing is placed, just a little basic furniture, empty.

For some reason, my heart suddenly throbbed.

"It will be fine in a while."

"Shunan, look at me."

Wei Jingrong's tall body squatted in front of Jiang Shun'an, took his hand, and held it: "Look into my eyes."

Jiang Shunan was puzzled, but he did it anyway: "En? What's the matter?"

"Shun'an, do you miss your parents too? If so, I'll take you..."

"No no……"

Jiang Shunan said, but his voice became smaller and smaller after that, "I'm fine, really, fine..."

"I see."

Wei Jingrong nodded, and the two of them maintained this posture, one sitting and the other squatting, silent and speechless.

Outside the door, Wei's mother's voice suddenly came: "Jing Rong, son, come out to serve the dishes!"

"Okay, come on!"

Wei Jingrong yelled, but didn't get up, and still looked at Jiang Shun'an anxiously.

Jiang Shunan withdrew his hand, but was held tightly by Wei Jingrong, and he didn't pull it away: "Why? Let go, if your parents see it, it will be troublesome."

Wei Jingrong held his hand, lowered his head and kissed his palm: "Wait for me, I'll be right back."

Jiang Shunan shook his head, and held his hand the moment he got up to leave: "I'll go with you."

Wei Jingrong smiled, pulled Jiang Shunan up, and the two went out together.

"Old man, slow down, don't spill it."

Papa Wei held a bowl full of tofu and fish soup, and moved step by step carefully, very slowly. The soup leaked a few points along the edge of the bowl, and flowed onto Papa Wei's withered hands, scalding redness.

"Uncle, let me come."

"No, no," Wei's father stopped Jiang Shunan twice, "If you want to help, the kitchen will help your aunt."

Jiang Shun'an was still worried, Wei Jingrong took the big bowl first: "Dad, you and Shun'an go help mom, I'll take it back to the house."

The moment he took the bowl, Jiang Shunan saw Wei Jingrong frowned, but soon it was back to normal.

very hot.

It must be very hot.

Even Wei Jingrong couldn't stand the temperature, Dad Wei...

Jiang Shunan glanced at it. Wei's father's fingers were still red, and oil and water adhered to his fingertips, which were a little swollen, but it didn't look like it was swollen by heat, but swollen by blisters.

Jiang Shunan didn't know what to say, so he followed silently into the kitchen.

The kitchen is the small house outside the house that Jiang Shun'an saw when he entered the courtyard. There was a light inside, not very bright, and it flickered twice from time to time.

In the house is a large briquette stove, the red fire is burning vigorously, peas are fried in the pot, and the oil soup is sizzling.

Mother Wei turned the spatula, and there were several fried dishes on the concrete platform behind her.Although the aroma of the dishes is not as delicate as Wei Jingrong's cooking, and the scattered oily smoke is a bit choking, but this smell is the smell of my parents that I have long forgotten.

Nostalgic taste.

Crying smell.

"Auntie," Jiang Shunan suppressed his emotions, took a breath, and said, "Auntie, can these be brought into the house?"

Jiang Shunan was about to start serving it, but Wei's mother hurriedly stopped him: "Ah, why are you here, go and go, go back to the house and rest."

"Auntie, just let me come." Jiang Shun'an said with a squeezed smile, "Don't be rude to what you said, and don't be rude to me either."

"This kid, let's do it, let's do it."

Mother Wei pointed to the concrete platform: "Just help Auntie take these bowls in, they are all clean, I have washed them."

"it is good."

While speaking, Wei Jingrong had already brought the rest of the dishes into the living room.

The square dining table was full of tables, and in the middle was a steamed hen, with a thick layer of yellow oil visible to the naked eye, and looked half full.

After wiping the table, Wei's father took out a white porcelain bottle from the cupboard: "Shun'an, how is your drinking capacity?"

Jiang Shunan divided his wrist and chopsticks, and said with some embarrassment: "Uh...it's okay, I can drink a little."

"Dad, he can't drink much."

"It's okay, I'll have a drink with uncle, it's rare."

"That's right, that's right, Shun'an is right, it's rare for you to come back, so you have to drink some with me, an old man," Wei's father smiled and poured wine, each of the three of them had a glass, about two taels of small glass, "The amount of alcohol is not good It's okay, you're at home and you're not outside, just fall asleep when you're drunk."

"Hey, old man, the wine is poured before the dishes are served."

"Isn't it just a matter of time?" Dad Wei covered the wine bottle and put it aside, raised his glass, "Come on, I won't say much, let's toast the two children first."

After finishing speaking, Dad Wei did it in one breath.

"Old man, drink slowly."

"Hey," Dad Wei poured another glass, "I'm happy."

"Uncle is right, happy."

As Jiang Shunan said, he and Wei Jingrong did the same thing in one gulp.

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