Son of the Bone

Time flies and it's winter vacation.

Jiang Jue lived a comfortable and clean life until after the final exam.

Even if he went to a movie openly with Jiuguang, the little girls wouldn't dare to come over to ask for autographs as long as Jiuguang shot at him.

The winter vacation is very short, and it seems that there are only a few days left after the year is over.

Bai Ping and Qi Lin were still in the film crew, and they probably had to eat the New Year's Eve dinner together in Qianyang Film and Television City. Jiang Jue originally thought that he would not go to accompany them, but Jiang Yanzhi came back from abroad.

As long as Jiang Yanzhi doesn't get together with Chef Bai, she basically eats more restrainedly, but this year's Chinese New Year is too deserted for the two of them, so she drove the child directly to a friend's house.

Jiang Jue hadn't visited relatives and friends for a long time. Holding a bouquet of fresh-cut lilies and a box of pastries from Daoxiang Village in his hand, he watched his mother knock on the door of the villa.

The aroma of stew and food can be vaguely smelled in the air, and there seems to be the sound of cooking dishes over a large fire in the distance.

"coming--"

As soon as the door opened, Mr. Qi appeared in front of them, and shouted towards the kitchen: "Lao Jiang and the others are here!"

Jiang Jue didn't expect to see Qi Lin's father suddenly during the New Year's Eve, and he felt a little nervous.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qi came over to accept the gift, and led the two of them into the house talking and laughing.

Wu Qiuyi, wearing an apron, came out from the kitchen to greet them: "Long time no see, Yanzhi!"

Qi's mother looks well maintained, and she smiles very kindly.

"Is this Jiang Jue? There is a group photo of the two of you in Qi Lin's bedroom."

Jiang Jue nodded and said cautiously, "Happy New Year."

"Xiao Qi and Lao Bai went to celebrate the New Year, and it happened that the four of us got together to have fun together," Ms. Wu smiled and patted his head: "Relax, it's okay."

The atmosphere is inexplicably harmonious.Lao Qi took them on a tour from room to room, from the balcony with green dill vines, to the music room with piano and violin, to the study room with various arrangements and composition theories on the bookshelves, and Qi Lin's room.

When Jiang Jue saw the photo of the two of them on the bedside table, his heart warmed up.

That was a group photo they took together when they were at KTV.

In the photo, Qi Lin was holding a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts, with one arm around Jiang Jue's shoulder, both smiling brightly.

Looking at the rooms from room to room, it seems that you can see Qi Lin's daily life before he went to college.

Even if there was no one on the bench next to the grand piano, Jiang Jue could still catch a glimpse of him composing music and practicing the piano on weekdays.

All kinds of equipment are placed in the recording studio, and triple soundproofing is done from the ceiling to the walls. Even if you really play the electric guitar in it, you can’t hear anything when the door is closed.

Qi Ding is a serious and serious president on weekdays, and he is often disgusted by his wife when he comes home. Today, an old friend came over for a meal, and he was happy and smiling all the time.

He took out Qi Lin's old notebook and showed them the kid's piano records from childhood to college.

At the beginning, the handwriting was really crooked. There were several characters that I couldn’t write and were marked with pinyin. What was recorded was the piano practice homework required by the teacher.

""Czerny-799", which plays half an hour every day," Qi Ding tried to read the child's notes that were chewed like a dog when he was a child, but he couldn't recognize whether the number was 4 or 9: "And "Ha "Nong", I never listen to these things, I just remember him playing this every day-it's so noisy!"

Complaining is complaining, but the proud smile can't be stopped on the face.

Turning back page by page, the handwriting gradually became neat and stylish.

When he was in junior high school and high school, he began to record various music theory knowledge and composition theories in his notebook, and even wrote some lyrics in the notebook.

Jiang Jue looked at it for a while, and caught a glimpse of the Spider-Man that Qi Lin drew on the notebook with a ballpoint pen.

He was so cute when he was little.

Ms. Wu has always been quite good at cooking. Today she made dumplings stuffed with fennel, stewed pork belly in three sauces and sausages, cooked seven or eight dishes in one go, and served a pot of milky white chicken soup.

Because Jiang Yanzhi had to drive, it was inconvenient to drink with them. When a few friends chatted together until late at night, all the food on the table was wiped out.

Jiang Jue listened to them reminiscing about the old things in the past, unconsciously overwhelmed, covered his face feeling a little sleepy.

Firecrackers and fireworks can be set off in the suburbs. As the zero point approaches, the atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger.

On the other side, Director Bai let the whole crew rest for a day, and then went to bring a sheep back.

When everyone saw this white lamb, they all said that it is so cute, why don't we raise it, and then work together to tie it up.

They hired a special butcher to help them bleed and kill the sheep, then peeled off the skin and removed the internal organs, and began to disassemble the legs and heads of the sheep with the sound of firecrackers.

Qi Lin originally wanted to keep some burden of being an idol, but seeing the four elders working hard for a long time without taking apart the hip bones, he took a knife and moved over.

As soon as he got started, Bai Ping smelled a professional atmosphere.

As soon as Qi Lin was holding a knife, he felt like a surgeon.

The bones are split along the joints, and the meat is not cut too hard, but along the muscles and textures.

The mutton, which could not be broken no matter how hard it was cut just now, was separated like petals under his hands, and people couldn't help but start to imagine how delicious it would be when the whole lamb was roasted and boiled.

"It's different to be an idol." Bai Ping observed the movement of his hand raising and lowering the knife: "Even dismembering the body is quite beautiful."

Qi Lin frowned and tried to explain: "My mother taught me this."

Ms. Wu has a serious occupational disease, and she took Qi Lin to every meal since she was a child, as if she was in class.

If you eat pork liver, you can observe the direction of the blood vessels, if you eat grilled fish, you can observe the bones. Even if you eat a roast chicken, after a meal, you can take the children to restore the bones of a whole chicken like building blocks .

So it was very hard work for Qi Lin to become an idol - he was almost abducted to study medicine countless times.

After being processed, the tender lambs were tied to pine branches and began to be roasted up and down in the campfire.

The cumin salt is evenly sprinkled on it, the aroma of pine branches blends with the fat of mutton, and the rich meat aroma makes the index finger move.

The crew had already started singing around the bonfire, and many foreigners were already drunk before eating, and began howling operas by the bonfire.

Bai Ping saw Qi Lin squatting beside him concentrating, thought for a while and handed the knife to him.

As soon as the lamb is roasted, the crispy sesame seeds are sprinkled on it immediately, and the sizzling oil splashes on the lamb belly.

Qi Lin was ready a long time ago, and began to quickly help divide the leg of lamb and the lamb at the table.

If the rest of the crew were busy with this task for an hour, it would only take him 10 minutes. Not only were every bone sliced ​​clean, but all kinds of meat with different flavors were also sorted and put away for everyone to take freely. use.

And the hotel has already prepared more than a dozen big dishes, and delivered them all while they were hot.

Qi Lin originally wanted to play with the sheep bones for a while, but when he saw that everyone started toasting each other, he put down his knife and went over to act as an adult, and had a drink with the big and small directors and the producers and producers who came here to visit the set.

The freshly roasted mutton is different. If it is delicious, you can have three bowls of rice.

After all the wine and meat had been wiped out, everyone sat in a circle by the campfire and started chatting together.

They have worked together in this deserted island-like film and television base for more than half a year. During this period, they have been watched and fed by various tourists just like the lions in the zoo. They already have a revolutionary and sincere friendship.

When Jiang Yanzhi took Jiang Jue to say goodbye with a smile, it was already midnight.

They drove east all the way towards home, and along the way, fireworks bloomed one after another above their heads, like a goddess scattering flowers in the night.Glittering gold and silver light.

A car followed behind them, tailing at a moderate speed.

Jiang Yanzhi glanced at the rearview mirror, and when the car reached the gate of the community, he told Jiang Jue to go back and help her put hot water in the bathtub.

Jiang Jue didn't realize what was wrong, so before opening the door, he asked if he wanted to make her a bowl of pear soup to moisten her lungs, because she probably had a cough on the way back because she ate too much chili.

When she spoke, the phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Yanzhi glanced at the co-pilot's son, and answered the phone in front of him.

"Ms. Jiang." The other party's voice sounded greasy and malicious: "Look at what we captured?"

"It turns out that you haven't been married for many years - just because of such a little fresh meat?"

When Jiang Jue heard the taunt on the phone, his eyebrows twitched.

Jiang Yanzhi had obviously encountered such blackmail too many times, so he just said calmly, "I'll give you a minute to delete."

She didn't give that person any more time to answer, so she hung up the phone directly.

"Is it the paparazzi?"

"It's Feng Er, the paparazzi leader of Jiesheng Daily." Jiang Yanzhi yawned and glanced at his watch: "I slapped him across the face with a magazine in the women's changing room two or three years ago."

About...five strokes?

The call came back quickly.

"Do you think this is a problem that can be solved with money?!" Feng Er's voice became even more annoyed after he hung up the phone, and he shouted: "I tell you, this report will be reported on the Internet in 10 minutes-you just put Ming It's useless for the boss of Huang Entertainment to call me to intercede!"

He has deliberately followed the tail for so many years, just to avenge the past!

Jiang Yanzhi didn't listen to him growling and threatening, and hung up the phone again like pressing a cockroach to death.

"I still want to find your father." She sighed leisurely, and called Bai Ping.

A group of people over the bonfire were singing and dancing, laughing and laughing in various languages.

Bai Ping sang a ditty tune leaning against the assistant director in a drunken haze, watching the phone light up, it was his wife calling.

He got up unsteadily and went to a quieter corner, and called his wife very obediently.

As soon as Jiang Jue on the other end of the phone heard his father's childlike voice, he knew that he must have drunk too much again.

Jiang Yanxing talked about the matter slowly, and the two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

"Okay." She started the car again, parked the car in the underground garage, and took Jiang Jue back home from the elevator.

Before the key was inserted into the door lock, the phone rang again.

"Jianghuang——" Feng Er's voice was so panicked that it almost broke: "Jianghuang! I was wrong, so don't argue with me! It's because I don't have eyes that disturb your purity! What's the matter? It's all my fault!"

"Huh?" Jiang Yanzhi opened the door, and slowly changed into slippers: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm really a villain! I'll pay you 1 yuan! Don't be angry!" The paparazzi leader who was flaunting his power just now is almost incoherent in panic: "Do you see if this is possible-I still want to stay here On the road, I will compensate you for a new car, you can choose the style you want--you can talk about the money, as much as you want!"

Without even blinking, Jiang Yanzhi asked, "You think I want these things?"

"Don't tell me—don't hang up the phone, I'm the one who made the mistake!" Feng Zhan said tremblingly: "Whatever you want, just ask, really!"

"Stay far away from Jiangjue." She said lightly, "You can't touch the children of the old Qi's family, do you understand?"

"Understood! I understand, I understand, I understand!" Feng Er nodded crazily while holding the phone: "This is a thunder wire, absolutely never touch it!"

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at Jiang Jue, who was beside her with a curious face: "Don't you want to drain the water?"

"My dad...what on earth does he do?" Jiang Jue tried to grasp the point.

Jiang Yanzhi smiled and touched his head with a nostalgic and gentle expression.

"you guess."