Chapter 7: The Embrace of Taihe

Jiang Yuan changed into casual clothes, rode his electric scooter, and drove home slowly.

The advantage of working in his hometown is that it is close to home. Even if he lives outside the city, it only takes a while to ride an electric scooter, and he can enjoy the scenery and enjoy the riverside scenery without traffic jams.

In terms of urban landscape, Ningtai County has done a very good job. Especially the Taihe line, which was designed and built with great effort. This can be seen from a piece of data. In just the half month since Jiang Yuan joined the job, the relevant departments have punished five couples for car-shaking on the Taihe line. They were all greedy for the scenery and came from other places—locals who car-shake know to go to Mount Sining, which has equally beautiful scenery, more complex terrain, and less traffic, and almost no one cares.

Jiang Village is located at the foot of Mount Sining and is embraced by the Taihe River. It was once famous for its dense paddy fields, but now it is famous for the demolition of scenic spots.

Jiang Yuan's family's land was also occupied. The newly allocated houses are scattered in multiple residential areas inside and outside the city. Jiang's father lives in the Jiang Village residential area closest to the original site of Jiang Village. This residential area is also the place where the most Jiang family members live. The upstairs and downstairs are all people from the village. Except for not having to work in the fields, their daily life is no different from that in the village.

Comrade Jiangfuzhen built a large stove in his own kitchen. Except for the slight modification of the chimney and the installation of a high-suction range hood, the fuel used is firewood and coal. The raw iron pot in the middle has a diameter of a sheep and a depth of a goose, which is quite powerful... and quite delicious.

Jiang Yuan entered the Jiang Village residential area and began to nod to the people on both sides. He parked the car downstairs and returned to the elevator, only to see someone waiting there.

"Aunt Hua." Jiang Yuan greeted. Middle-aged women with the same village and surname but not within the five clothes are the unified address of aunt or aunt plus nouns.

Aunt Hua smiled and then asked impatiently, "Was your seventeenth uncle stabbed to death by your seventeenth aunt?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned and said, "The case is still being investigated, I can't say."

"So it's true?" Aunt Hua clenched her fists, and her toes were already prepared to publicize the news.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but recall the information bombardment he received every time he went home on vacation. He knew that he couldn't give any hints, so he immediately said tirelessly, "The case is still being investigated. I can't say the specific situation, and I can't tell you whether the news you got is true or false..."

"So it's fake?" Aunt Hua obviously didn't intend to give up.

Chi.

The elevator door opened.

Jiang Yuan took the opportunity to get out of the elevator and pulled open his own door—the villagers in the Jiang Village residential area were used to not locking the door during the day. In this way, visiting each other saved the trouble of knocking on the door, and just shouting at the door was enough.

Jiang Yuan also shouted when he got home: "Dad, I'm back."

This apartment was renovated by connecting four apartments on the whole floor. The traditional firewood stove that Comrade Jiangfuzhen likes most is in the kitchen on the east side. If you are inside, you can't hear it without shouting loudly.

"Heard it." Old Dad Jiangfuzhen grabbed a towel, wiped his hands and came out, shouting from afar: "Auntie, come over."

"Met Yuan Wa on the road." Aunt Hua followed behind Jiang Yuan, greeted familiarly, and sat on the sofa.

The whole family of the seventeenth uncle was destroyed. This level of gossip is not comparable to the news that the daughter-in-law of Lao Han's family cheated, or the son of Lao Liu's family was caught whoring. Aunt Hua even had a sense of mission at this time, a sense of mission to let the villagers of Jiang Village get accurate news.

"Drink some tea, eat some melon seeds. There's nothing prepared at home..." Jiangfuzhen looked quite wealthy, and his speech was lukewarm.

Aunt Hua waved her hand indifferently, looked at Jiang Yuan, and continued: "I heard them say that your seventeenth uncle's restaurant is closed, and some people went to your seventeenth uncle's house to search, and your seventeenth aunt's phone can't be reached. I left a message on Moments, and she didn't reply. What do you say, how did they do this?"

"I can't say clearly." What could Jiang Yuan say? The information provided in other people's questions was more than what he knew. At this time, besides dealing with it calmly, what else could he say.

Ga Zhi.

Someone opened the door and came in directly.

"Uncle. Brother. Auntie. What are you chatting about? Are you chatting about seventeenth uncle?" The one who came in this time was Jiang Yuan's peer, Jiang Yongxin, who opened a car wash shop downstairs.

Aunt Hua glanced at Jiang Yuan, squeezed her eyes mysteriously, and smiled: "Just chatting."

Jiang Yongxin hehe twice, looked at Jiang Yuan, and said: "Brother, chat about seventeenth uncle."

"Can't chat..." Jiang Yuan said the words he had just said to Aunt Hua to Jiang Yongxin again.

Jiang Yongxin listened carefully, and then said with great interest: "That is to say, you really know the situation, but you can't say it?"

Jiang Yuan was helpless. This was saying nothing.

He stood up and waved his hand: "I'll go to the kitchen to help."

Old Dad Jiangfuzhen followed happily, and greeted the two people behind: "Eat and drink yourself."

Aunt Hua and Jiang Yongxin didn't care, and soon discussed enthusiastically. Before Jiang Yuan entered the kitchen, he heard the door open again, and a strange yet familiar greeting came: "Fuzhen is at home, right? I'll come over for a visit."

Jiang Yuan and his son pretended not to hear and entered the kitchen silently.

Sure enough, there was only a more enthusiastic discussion in the living room.

In the firewood big pot in the kitchen, beef was boiling, and the slightly yellowish beef fat trembled gently under the action of boiling water.

"Hungry? Cut some for you to eat?" Jiangfuzhen looked at his son.

Jiang Yuan touched his stomach and nodded. The autopsy today was quite comprehensive, and the workload was naturally huge. The egg fried rice in the funeral home had less oil and eggs, which was really unbearable.

Jiangfuzhen laughed happily, took a small knife from the stove, took a pair of chopsticks, poked into the pot, fished out a piece of beef that was cooked softer, cut it slowly with a small knife, and handed it to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan had already prepared the plate, received it, and ate it while blowing.

His mother died early, and he was taken care of by his father since he was a child. All kinds of stewed meat were his favorite, and it was also the dish that Comrade Jiangfuzhen cooked best back then.

However, unlike many parents, because of the wealth freedom caused by demolition, Jiangfuzhen had plenty of time to study cooking. Over the years, his skills have continued to rise, and he has become a gourmet among the demolition clan in Ningtai.

Today's beef was cooked quite well. The light and non-greasy taste, simply hooked with salt, satisfied the taste buds and stomach at the same time.

"Tired?" Jiangfuzhen opened a can of beer, handed it to Jiang Yuan, opened one for himself, and drank it.

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Not really, there are plenty of people more tired than me."

Jiangfuzhen laughed: "There are not many people in the country who are more leisurely than me. Sometimes I feel quite tired... Anyway, you look at it yourself. If you really don't want to do it, just buy a sports car, get married with other young people in the village, and mix days."

"I'll consider it." Jiang Yuan knew his old man was talking nonsense. Compared to himself, Comrade Jiangfuzhen cared more about having a job. If he really wanted him to agree to resign, he had to exchange it with two grandsons.

"Fuzhen! Fuzhen!" Someone shouted outside: "Your third uncle is here."

"Fish for meat yourself. It's so lively today, as if your seventeenth uncle died in our house." Jiangfuzhen wiped his hands with his pants, said to Jiang Yuan, and went back to the living room to greet guests.

Before long, the guests who came to visit accumulated more and more, reaching the level of noise.

Jiang Yuan sighed, went out the back door directly, and took the fire elevator to the top floor. The house on the top floor was renovated according to his father's opinion, and it was called a "wedding room", but it is still a single dormitory. At this time, it is suitable for Jiang Yuan to hide and be leisurely, and by the way, practice the newly acquired technology, and by the way, read novels.