Jiang Sheng finally tasted his mother's cooking. It was still a familiar taste.
He remembered that when he was five or six years old, he would play crazily with his friends in the courtyard downstairs after school every day.
When the sun went down, the voices of the children calling for them to go home for dinner rang out one after another.
The little friends all turned their heads three times with every step they took, reluctant to go home. Some pretended not to hear, and in the end, their parents or grandparents twisted their ears and dragged them home.
Only Jiang Sheng was never playful.
It was as if there was an alarm clock in her head. She would go home obediently when it was time.
The reason was that the fragrance of his mother's cooking drifted far away. Every time he smelled it, his craving was aroused.
Ever since his parents passed away, Jiang Sheng had never eaten such delicious home-cooked food.
He swept through half a plate of shredded pork with garlic sauce, and his chopsticks were still reaching into the scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Jiang Sheng's parents were dumbfounded and looked at each other.
Mrs. Jiang was afraid that the child would eat too much, so she scooped a bowl of soup for Jiang Sheng.
"Son, eat slowly. No one is snatching it from you.”
Father Jiang, on the other hand, was quite happy. He was a boy after all. If he could eat, he would grow taller. He picked up a piece of meat from Jiang Sheng's bowl and said happily,"If it's not enough, there's still rice in the pot."
Mrs. Jiang stomped hard on Mr. Jiang's foot under the table, giving him a sharp glare. His father fell silent.
"Is it because the food in the school is not delicious?" she asked worriedly. I'll take a leave from the factory and come back to cook for you in the afternoon."”
Jiang Sheng waved his hands and tried to swallow the rice in his mouth.
"Mom, there's really no need. I'm just hungry today.”
Father Jiang snorted." That's right. A man doesn't have to be so delicate.”
"What do you know? Our son is now in his third year of high school and needs to replenish his nutrition. Many parents specially go to school to deliver food.”
Mother Jiang retorted.
Father Jiang didn't agree with his wife's thoughts.
In his worldview, men should suffer more and train more to become useful.
"Children these days are too spoiled. It's not like our era. It's already good enough to have something to eat."
Seeing that the old man was about to start reminiscing about his extraordinary years, Jiang Sheng hurriedly said,"
"Yes, yes, yes. Dad makes sense. Mom, I'm really fine.”
Mrs. Jiang's love for her son had just started burning, but it was extinguished by the two of them.
She could only say unwillingly,"Really, the two of them are the same."”
After the family of three finished dinner, Father Jiang made a cup of tea and turned on the TV to watch the news.
Jiang Sheng helped his mother clean up the dishes, then went to change his shoes and prepared to leave.
Mrs. Jiang was wiping the table with a rag and asked,"I just finished eating. Where are you going?"
" I have an appointment with my classmate to play basketball," Jiang Sheng said casually." I'll be back in half an hour."”
Mrs. Jiang was still a little worried." You're already in your third year of high school. Why don't you hurry up and study? Instead, you go out and play all day.”
"Aiya, just let our son go. At his age, he can't sit still. He's locked in the classroom every day.”
Father Jiang took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.
"Jiang Weiguo! You can argue with me every day. Sooner or later, I'll be angered to death by you and your son.”
Father Jiang almost lost his grip on his teacup.
He winked at Jiang Sheng, and Jiang Sheng understood. He quickly took advantage of the gap between the couple's quarrel and slipped away.
He closed the door, and his mother's voice could be heard from inside.
The soundproofing of the old building was not very good. If one spoke a little louder, the entire building could hear them.
Jiang Sheng silently drew a cross for the old man in his heart. He felt sorry for his father. Next time, I'll buy you a good pack of cigarettes as compensation.
At this moment, there were only a few pedestrians on the street. The smell of cooking smoke could be heard from every house they passed by.
The pace of life in the small town was very slow. The days were like the hour hand of a pendulum, slowly turning.
However, everyone was very satisfied. In modern terms, their happiness index was very high.
In the next few years, the economy would develop rapidly and break this peace.
It was not just the place where Jiang Sheng lived, but almost every part of the country had entered a new way of life.
Now, it was the calm before the storm.
This also meant that there were countless opportunities hidden in it. As long as Jiang Sheng seized one of them, it would change the fate of the entire family.
While he was thinking, Jiang Sheng had already arrived at the entrance of an internet cafe.
In this era, the facilities of internet cafes were still relatively simple, and there were all kinds of people. Even underage people could enter and exit at will.
There were a few words on the door with colorful lights: " Candy Internet Cafe."
Jiang Sheng opened the plastic curtain with familiarity. The boss sitting at the counter saw Jiang Sheng and his eyes lit up.
"Good boy, are you done with school?"
Jiang Sheng nodded as a greeting.
He took out a few coins from his pocket." Drive for an hour.”
The boss took the money and went to open the phone for Jiang Sheng personally.
"Aren't you in your third year of high school? Why do you come here to play games whenever you have time? You probably have to hide it from your parents, right?”
It would have been better if the boss didn't mention it. The moment he mentioned it, Jiang Sheng was reminded of the time when he was addicted to the internet cafe.
In his previous life, Jiang Sheng was ignorant and incompetent. He only knew how to play games all day. According to the school teachers, he was a bad student through and through.
Fortunately, his parents didn't despair over his hopeless appearance and didn't send him to some damn place like the rehab center.
Otherwise, Jiang Sheng would have been reborn a few years earlier.
"Boss Wang, if you didn't hide it from your parents, how could your internet cafe have business?" he said casually.”
Jiang Sheng looked around. There were many young faces among them. One look and one could tell that they were primary school or junior high school students.
All of them looked like they had been killed, and they hammered the keyboard angrily from time to time.
The boss himself felt guilty, but he couldn't resist the temptation of money. Who would complain about having too much money?
Moreover, people were all lucky. As long as they were not caught, they would feel fine.
As a businessman, he didn't want to offend his customers.
Hence, the boss stopped teasing Jiang Sheng and went to fiddle with a machine with a cigarette in his mouth.
The facilities of the internet cafe were relatively old. The desktop where the monitor was placed was covered in marks, and the gaps between the keyboards were filled with ashes that were visible to the naked eye.
The seat provided was barely a sofa. There were large and small holes on it from the cigarette butts, and the yellow sponge was exposed.
This was how it was in this era. The hygiene conditions in any public place were very desperate.
Of course, after the economy developed, the quality of the population improved, and management became more and more standardized. The dirty and messy situation almost disappeared.
The boss took a slip of paper and keyed in his account number and password to turn on the computer. He turned around and sized up Jiang Sheng with a smile on his face.
"Alright, take your time."
In his previous life, he had been very familiar with this boss because he had gone online for free.
However, Jiang Sheng was not in the mood to chat with him now. He nodded casually and sat down to get ready to play the game.
The boss felt that something was not right with Jiang Sheng today. It was as if he had changed into a different person, but he could not pinpoint what exactly had changed.
Hence, she quietly walked back to the counter and continued to look after the shop. She would occasionally turn around to look in Jiang Sheng's direction.
Jiang Sheng opened a software and started typing.
His fingers were like a tireless machine, typing on the keyboard, and lines of dazzling code filled the computer screen.
He was making a private server for the Legend of Mir 2. The original game was too difficult, but it would be much easier with this.
The game was super cool and the experience was excellent.
However, strictly speaking, this was also a test of the law.
People were always greedy, either for money or pleasure. In fact, what Jiang Sheng did was no different from the owner of an illegal internet cafe.
After typing for about half an hour, Jiang Sheng stretched his back, turned off his computer, and went home.
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