Life is a Game

It is said to be a state-run restaurant, but it is actually a small restaurant. The decoration is very simple, with only a few tables and chairs. The layout is a bit similar to the state-run hotel where Jiang Weiming worked that Jiang Feng saw in Han Guishan's memory, except that the state-run restaurant where the old man worked is smaller.

There were no customers in the store, only a fat waitress was sitting at the table reading a newspaper, she didn't look up when she heard someone coming in, and said, "I don't have any food now before the time, come back in two hours."

"Xiao girl, it's me." Zhao Zaohua said loudly, and Zhao Lanhua followed him with her head down.

"Aunt Zhao is you. This is the person you want to introduce to Master Jiang. She looks so good-looking. I'll call Master Jiang for you." The fat waiter said enthusiastically.

"Don't bother, I'll just go in and call Xiaojiang. Are my old Huang and the others there?" Zhao Zaohua asked.

"Master Jiang is the only person in there now. This month's flour and miscellaneous grains have arrived. Master Huang has brought other people to order the goods. It will take an hour to come back." The fat waiter explained.

Zhao Zaohua was thoughtful: "Little girl, when I came here just now, I saw that the South Street was very lively. It seems that something happened, why don't you go and have a look?"

The fat waiter heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning: "It's a coincidence that I'm tired of reading this newspaper, let's go for a walk."

"My niece is afraid of strangers and has a thin skin," Zhao Zaohua said.

"My sister was like this when someone introduced her to someone else, I understand." The fat waiter went out with a newspaper, "Aunt Zhao, I'll be back in an hour."

"If it is, I will give you two copies of wedding candy." Zhao Zaohua smiled, "The best kind."

As soon as the fat waiter left, Zhao Zaohua said to Zhao Lanhua: "Lanhua, Xiao Jiang is probably working inside, you sit here and go in and call him. Xiao Jiang is a real person, and he is willing to work even if he is not working. .”

Don't forget to praise Jiang Weiguo.

"En." Zhao Lanhua sat down obediently, bowed her head and waited for others.

Jiang Feng did not go in with Zhao Zaohua, but stood beside Zhao Lanhua, observing her expression.

Zhao Lanhua has been very nervous since she left the house. Every movement, every expression, every pore, and every part of her skin reveal that she is very nervous. Sitting on the chair now, Zhao Lanhua's right foot was trembling unconsciously.

It seemed that she was not here for a blind date, but to go through the most important exam in her life.

Soon Jiang Feng heard footsteps, not only Jiang Feng, but also Zhao Lanhua.

The footsteps of the two people overlapped and looked very complicated, getting closer and clearer, as if they were about to push the door out in the next second.

Zhao Lanhua raised her head even more nervously, staring at the door.

The door opened, and the young Jiang Weiguo came out wearing dark gray work clothes. The clothes were clean and new, but the fact that they were work clothes couldn't be changed.

Jiang Feng dared to risk his life to guarantee that the clothes Jiang Weiguo was wearing must be the work clothes of the state-run hotel, because Comrade Jiang Jiankang also had a set of work clothes that were very similar to Jiang Weiguo's, and they kept them in the closet and were reluctant to throw them away.

Jiang Jiankang, who was in his forties, could no longer fit into the clothes he wore when he was a teenager.

Their eyes met, Jiang Weiguo looked at Zhao Lanhua, Zhao Lanhua looked at Jiang Weiguo.

Jiang Feng held his breath and focused, his eyes switching back and forth between Zhao Lanhua's face and Jiang Weiguo's face quickly, trying to read their inner thoughts from their expressions.

Zhao Lanhua's gaze was very dodgy. She glanced at Jiang Weiguo's face and then at other places, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Weiguo's face again. In just a few seconds, she looked at at least three or four places, and finally fixed her eyes on onto Jiang Weiguo's shoes.

Jiang Weiguo's gaze became firmer. He didn't look at Zhao Lanhua's face from the beginning to the end, but kept staring at Zhao Lanhua's thin, bamboo-like hands on the table.

Jiang Feng:?

Within three seconds of seeing each other, Jiang Feng saw that this blind date was unusual.

One was looking at the shoes, the other was looking at the hands, it was really a unique blind date!

"Xiaojiang, have you seen the orchid?" Zhao Zaohua also came out from the door, and saw that there was at least three meters between Jiang Weiguo and Zhao Lanhua, and hurriedly said, "Xiaojiang, this is Zhao Lanhua, my distant niece from the same village. Isn't it very good, auntie didn't lie to you, right? Lan Hua, this is the Xiao Jiang I just told you, don't be nervous, what should I say?"

Jiang Weiguo walked up to Zhao Lanhua quickly, stretched out his hand and said solemnly: "Hello, comrade, my name is Jiang Weiguo, and I am 28 years old."

Zhao Lanhua hastily stretched out her terribly slender hands: "Hello, comrade, my name is Zhao Lanhua, and I am... 17 years old this year."

A handshake in the light of socialism.

The two sat down.

"Don't be so cautious. Today is just getting to know each other. Let's talk about whatever you want. Xiaojiang, this girl Lanhua came out of the village early in the morning. She first took a bullock cart and then took a bus. She went all the way to the city and ate one now." Corn on the cob. If you are free, you can make her something to eat, and I will give you the money later, and I won’t keep it. I have to buy cloth.” After speaking, Zhao Zaohua patted Zhao Lanhua on the shoulder , gave her an encouraging smile and left.

There was silence in the State Hotel.

The two stared at each other for two minutes, but didn't say a word.

Finally, Jiang Weiguo was the first to break the silence.

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

Zhao Lanhua shook her head again and again, shaking her head like a rattle, her eyes were very big because she was thin: "I'm not hungry, I ate corn on the cob when I came out in the morning, but it was a big one, and I was very hungry!"

Jiang Weiguo frowned, Zhao Lanhua's heart tightened, thinking that he had said something wrong.

"Are you really not hungry?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"I'm really not hungry! I'm not hungry at all!" Zhao Lanhua looked determined.

Jiang Weiguo had no choice but to give up the topic, and the two fell silent again.

"I..." Seeing that this blind date was about to go towards the worst in her heart, Zhao Lanhua finally couldn't help but speak, and said the speech she had prepared all night.

"I am from Zhaojia Village. Everyone in our village has the surname Zhao, and we are all relatives. According to the seniority in the family tree, Aunt Zhao is my aunt." Zhao Lanhua said.

"I know, Master Huang told me about your matter before. You are the fourth child in the family, with an older brother and two older sisters, and two younger sisters below. Your two older sisters are married, and you are because of your sister-in-law's health. Not good, my sister is too young, and the lack of labor in the family has only dragged on for two years, and I haven't talked about marriage until now." Jiang Weiguo said.

Seeing that Jiang Weiguo said all the lines he wanted to say, Zhao Lanhua couldn't say a word for a while.

"That's...that's it." Zhao Lanhua said.

"I am from Peiping, and I came here as a refugee." Jiang Weiguo began to introduce himself, "I have seven brothers in my family. I am the eldest and the youngest. Everyone in my family has either disappeared or died. Now I am alone. I have been wandering around for a few years. It’s been two years since I settled down here, because I haven’t settled down yet, so I don’t have a partner to talk to, I hope you don’t dislike me when I’m older.”

"No, no." Zhao Lanhua shook her head and bowed her head. "Our neighbor village also had people who fled from other places a few years ago. No, what I mean is that there are quite a few people who came here to settle here. .”

"I know." Jiang Weiguo said, staring at Zhao Lanhua's face, he couldn't help but frowned again.

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"No, no, I'm full now, so I don't need to eat." Zhao Lanhua not only shook her head this time, but even waved her hands.

"Braised pork? Braised pork with preserved vegetables? Sweet and sour pork ribs? White meat with garlic paste? Pork wrapped in sauce?" Every time Jiang Weiguo announced the name of a dish, Zhao Lanhua couldn't help swallowing.

"If you don't want to eat pork, there seems to be fish in the kitchen. Braised fish? Sweet and sour fish? Stir-fried fish? I remember half a bag of flour. Do you want me to make dumplings for you?" Jiang Weiguo began to report the name of the dish.

Zhao Lanhua, who only ate one corn cob a day, could not stand such a temptation. She could smell the meat just by listening to Jiang Weiguo's name of the dish.

"Will this be bad? I heard that the dishes in your state-run restaurants are very expensive." Zhao Lanhua vainly tried to make the last struggle.

"It's okay, our regular workers have a certain share of ingredients every month. My flour and meat share this month are useless, it's enough to cook two dishes for you." Jiang Weiguo explained.

"How can I do that? You only have a little for a month. If you can't eat enough for yourself, how can you give it to me? Just make me two vegetarian dishes, cabbage, tofu, etc. Just put more oil. If It would be even better if there are steamed buns." Zhao Lanhua's eyes lit up when she said the word steamed buns.

"Plain?" Jiang Weiguo had a strange expression on his face.

Zhao Lanhua nodded again and again: "Yes, vegetarian! Vegetarian dishes are also delicious with a little more oil. If you don't have steamed buns, steamed buns are also fine."

"I'm going to see what vegetables are in the kitchen." Jiang Weiguo got up, and stopped before taking two steps.

"Do you want to come in together?" Jiang Weiguo felt that it was not good to leave Zhao Lanhua outside alone.

"Is it okay? The kitchen should be where you work, isn't it good for me to go in?" Zhao Lanhua was a little worried.

"It's not working time, it's okay."

"Oh." Zhao Lanhua followed Jiang Weiguo obediently and walked into the kitchen.