Four Seasons Three Meals

In March, the temperature began to warm up, and Jiang Huai went back to work.

In the evening, he left early and went to Huichun Hall to wait for Congshan to watch him take the patient's pulse and prescribe medicine.

Cong Shan's calm tone and focused demeanor, and the way he calmly arranged all the work in an orderly manner, all attracted Jiang Huai's attention.

Cong Shan accidentally saw Jiang Huai standing at the door of the consulting room, the two of them met their eyes, Jiang Huai couldn't help but smiled at him.

Cong Shan finished prescribing the medicine, took off his white coat, walked to Jiang Huai, held his hand, and asked, "Huaibao, why are you here?"

Jiang Huai said, "I'll pick you up from get off work."

Cong Shan smiled and thought he was so good, so he kissed him.

Jiang Huai asked, "What shall we have for dinner tonight?"

Cong Shan said, "I'll take you to drink porridge, will you go?"

Jiang Huai agreed, and the two walked out of Huichun Hall holding hands.

Cong Shan took him to a nearby old-fashioned porridge shop to drink shrimp porridge.

During the meal, Cong Shan said: "Grandpa has already returned to Jiangcheng, and wants to have a meal with us."

Jiang Huai agreed.

After dinner, the two walked slowly along the alley, and saw the ancient city wall, and then walked in, and could see the glass window. It was a museum. It was late, and the door was closed.

Cong Shan stopped and asked Jiang Huai if he wanted to read the Mongolian inscription.

Jiang Huai said he wanted to see it.

Cong Shan took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, pointed at the window, and illuminated the stone carvings with bright light.

Jiang Huai asked, "How do you read this?"

Cong Shan said, "Amitusata."

Jiang Huai asked again: "What do you mean?"

Cong Shan said: "The meaning of life lies in glory."

Jiang Huai seemed to go back hundreds of years ago, watching the soldiers of the prairie go south, engraving an almost superstitious glory in a southern water city.

He raised his head and looked at it quietly for a while, then said, "It's amazing."

He added: "For some reason, I feel that others may not have the leisure to appreciate the fun at this time, but you must have the patience to accompany me."

Cong Shan said: "Huaibao, these are innocent interests. You are not utilitarian, so you use this as your evaluation standard."

Jiang Huai smiled, and gently took Cong Shan's hand.They walked through the ancient city wall that was still there for a thousand years in the moonlight, and they also walked through the alleys that were still there for a thousand years in the moonlight.

At noon the next day, Mr. Cong took time out of his busy schedule to meet Jiang Huai and Cong Shan at the revolving restaurant in the city center.

When the three of them met, Mr. Cong nodded his head slightly, he did not speak in a hurry, his eyes were burning, and he stared at Cong Mountain for a long time.

Cong Shan has always been calm, the elders did not speak, and neither did he.

Jiang Huai felt the atmosphere was weird, and counted the bridges across the river outside the window, one after another.

Finally, Mr. Cong spoke up and said to Cong Shan: "Actually, I have counted the projects that the group has asked you to do. Under limited conditions, it is very rare to be able to achieve that rate of return. Boss, there is no problem with your ability. I've always been at ease. I'll just ask you one thing, and you'll give me an attitude. Are you still being kind to the Cong family? Are you still helping Cong Yue? "

Cong Shan said flatly: "I will not refuse to save you. After the matter is done, I will come and go freely."

Mr. Cong didn't stop him, nodded his head, and said, "You put this sentence here, and Lawyer Jiang is a witness."

Jiang Huai didn't expect to mention himself, he was stunned for a moment, and his body trembled.

Cong Shan smiled at him, seeming to appease him, and his eyes seemed to be teasing him, Huai Bao, we are grasshoppers on a boat.

Jiang Huai smiled bravely.

Mr. Cong said, "There is another personal matter."

Cong Shan said, "You tell me."

Mr. Cong asked: "When do you and Lawyer Jiang plan to hold a wedding? I am from the Cong family, and I don't want to elope secretly. You are the talker of the Cong family, and Lawyer Jiang should go in front of others. Let those who do good deeds keep their eyes open."

Jiang Huai choked on the tea, and unconsciously thought of the scene of the ancient queen canonization.

Cong Shan patted his back lightly, gently held his hand under the table, and said, "I didn't think carefully about this matter. Huai Bao and I plan to have a wedding this spring."

Mr. Cong calmed down a bit, and said: "You have counted the friendship of the Cong family. You can book the guests of the Jiang family yourself. Once you have booked, send someone to let me know."

Thinking of Jiang Desheng and Wang Xiumiao, Jiang Huai remained silent.

Mr. Cong slowed down, and said to Jiang Huai in a kind tone: "Lawyer Jiang, you will be your own person in the future, and I will give you some shares as a bride price for the Cong family."

Jiang Huai was surprised, and quickly refused: "No need."

Mr. Cong said the same thing: "Since these shares are given to you, whether you keep them or sell them, I won't ask any more. Just one thing, the Cong family doesn't need in-laws who are holding back."

Jiang Huai understood that Mr. Cong was warning him to take care of Jiang Desheng.

He felt a little embarrassed.

Before Jiang Huai could respond, it was time for Mr. Cong's physical examination, and they were driven away.

The two took the elevator to the garage, Jiang Huai did not speak the whole time.

When he got in the car, Jiang Huai was a little tired, bowed his head and said, "The wedding... I don't want my family to come."

Cong Shan hugged him lightly, and said soothingly: "Huaibao, don't worry, your parents will not affect my judgment of you, just as you have not changed your attitude towards me because of my situation."

After hearing this, Jiang Huai gave a muffled "hmm", feeling very emotional.

The two left the hotel and looked at the river view beyond the white wall. It was almost the season of bougainvilleas.

Not far away, the walls of the small red brick building are light pink or light yellow, soft and delicate.

This seems to be on a small island in the South Seas, or a small island in the Mediterranean.

It's all here, Cong Shan and Jiang Huai simply take a walk here.

Exquisite Gothic church architecture, lush flowers and trees, many couples take wedding photos with the scenery.

Cong Shan said: "Huaibao, it's time for us to take wedding photos. In a few years, I'll be old."

Jiang Huai smiled and asked, "Where do you want to go to shoot?"

Cong Shan said, "How about Chongqing? You like hot pot so much."

Jiang Huai smiled and said, "Okay, remember to hang some strings of hair belly on my suit."

Cong Shan smiled, and suddenly said: "Huaibao, last year an old gentleman said that I was lucky as a wife, and this year it has been verified. I must have done a lot of good things in my previous life, most likely I was a bridge builder and road pavement."

Jiang Huai smiled "puchi", and holding Cong Yuanwai's arm, under the shade of the tree, stepping on the fine sunlight step by step, his heart was filled with happiness.

In the evening, Cong Shan took Jiang Huai to the farmhouse to relax, and Jiang Huai wanted to eat baked potatoes.

It was nothing complicated, Cong Shan borrowed a copper brazier from the proprietress, and Jiang Huai watched him light the fire.

Cong Shan asked: "Huaibao, what did you like to draw when you were a child in art class?"

Jiang Huai thought for a while and said, "I like drawing jelly, especially Xizhilang jelly."

Not a regular option, Cong Shan asked him: "Why?"

Jiang Huai smiled, a little shyly, and said, "Because I want to be an astronaut."

Cong Shan smiled.

Jiang Huai asked him, "What about you?"

Cong Shan said: "I like painting potatoes."

Jiang Huai asked, "Why?"

Cong Shan said: "Potato flowers are easy to draw."

He used his mobile phone to find photos and showed them to Jiang Huai.

The umbel-shaped inflorescence is a bit like a double narcissus.The color is white, light purple.Some of the purple flowers are reddish, some are blue, with a yellow heart in the middle, like a small bun.

Cong Shan said: "Da Vinci painted eggs, and I painted potatoes. After painting potato flowers, I drew stems. Stems are easier to draw. After I finish painting, I throw them into the brazier and bake them to eat."

Jiang Huai found it interesting and laughed.

When the fire started, Jiang Huai was going to get potatoes, Cong Shan told him to be careful not to fall into the cellar, Jiang Huai was puzzled.

Cong Shan said: "Huaibao, have you heard the folk songs of North China?"

Jiang Huai said, "What?"

Cong Shan said: "I was so lost in thinking about my brother, I fell in the yam cellar with firewood."

Jiang Huai understood, blushed, and ran away.

The process of roasting potatoes is simple. Wash, peel and thread them into skewers, put them on an iron grid, sprinkle salt and roast until the skin is slightly charred.The proprietress made another dish for them, which was pork with sand.

Sandwiched pork is a Sichuan dish. Choose fat and thin meat with skin and buttocks. The whole piece is boiled until it is six or seven mature. Then remove it and let it cool, cut it into thick slices, put stuffing in the middle, and steam it in a pan.This dish is sweet with sugar, and the fat has been degreased, so it tastes sweet but not greasy.Jiang Huai liked it very much, and accidentally overwhelmed himself.

After dinner, the two sat in the courtyard and chatted. Jiang Huai looked at the white smoke rising in the sunset. There were people doing rituals at the foot of the mountain, and he didn't know whether it was worshiping ancestors or praying for blessings.

Jiang Huai said suddenly: "All the important figures in Fengyan have disappeared."

Cong Shan heard his emotion and asked, "Huaibao, do you know the troubles of immortality?"

Jiang Huai said: "It is too lonely for a person to live forever."

Cong Shan said: "Huaibao, I shouldn't take you out at night, you are timid and like to think wildly, let's go home now."

Jiang Huai ate too much and didn't want to leave, humming and unwilling to move.

Cong Shan took out his mobile phone and asked, "Huaibao, do you want to watch a puppet show? My mobile phone still has a lot of traffic."

Jiang Huai smiled, thinking that he was very rich, so he used his mobile phone to surf the Internet and watch puppets fight and take risks.

Cong Shan saw that he was very interested, and asked, "Huaibao, what are you looking at now?"

Without raising his head, Jiang Huai said, "The knight defeated the dragon and saved the princess."

Cong Shan said: "You are so fascinated, do you have some insight?"

Jiang Huai thought for a while, then nodded and said, "The dragon is so kind to the knight, he didn't embarrass him at all, but the knight only thought about the princess. Sure enough, those who can't get it will always be in turmoil, and those who are favored have no fear."

Cong Shan smiled and said, "Huaibao, you have empathized with the evil dragon."

Jiang Huai thought for a while, and indeed, he nodded and admitted.

Cong Shan said: "Coincidentally, I'm a knight who doesn't love princesses but dragons. Huaibao, do you want to lay dragon eggs with me?"

Jiang Huai smiled and ignored him.

Cong Shan smiled slightly and took a sip of honey water.

Jiang Huai was playing with his mobile phone, turned his head slightly to look at him, and traced his profile in his heart, suddenly felt that his status was ordinary, and it would be better if no one was pursuing him.

In this way, the mountains became his unique experience.

At night, when he was sleeping, Cong Shan hugged him and shook him gently. Jiang Huai asked him if he treated him like a child.

Cong Shan whispered: "You are 60 years old, and I want to sing you a lullaby."

Jiang Huai smiled.

He didn't know that from the very beginning, he was always laughing at Cong Shan's gossip, always wanting Cong Shan to accompany him more, which in itself was a kind of attachment.

Because of Congshan's tranquility, he doesn't think about love.

He thinks that the eyes that are tempting must be fiery and fixed, but he doesn't know that Cong Shan's concern for him is because he is in his heart, and he stops because he doesn't want to disturb others.