The Game of Life-Chapter 674 - 672: The One Who Is Missing

Chapter 674: Chapter 672: The One Who Is Missing

Wu Minqi thought about it for a while but couldn’t figure it out, biting her lip in frustration, “Maybe you, Fengfeng, should have Zhang Zhiyuan ask Sir Zhang directly. Since he cares so much, isn’t there anything he can’t just ask? I think as long as he asks, Sir Zhang will probably tell him.”

Jiang Feng: …

The problem is that Zhang Zhiyuan doesn’t care at all, this honest man hasn’t noticed anything.

To be precise, no one noticed anything wrong with Zhang Chu, and if it wasn’t for the game issuing a task, he wouldn’t have known either.

But since Wu Minqi had said so much, Jiang Feng could only agree, “Yeah, I’ll tell him to find an opportunity to ask Sir Zhang directly, better than leaving regrets after he’s gone without knowing.”

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“Yeah,” Wu Minqi nodded in agreement, “that’s the way it should be. I was actually quite moved when you mentioned that Master Qin spent more than half a year’s salary on a dress to send to Master Cao. I feel like they’re just like siblings. I used to have a close relationship with my cousin when we studied cooking together, but it faded once we stopped learning together. Master Cao was sent down to the countryside for several years as an educated youth, yet they managed to maintain such a relationship. Master Qin must have felt a great regret at not being able to attend Master Cao’s wedding, that’s why he sent that dress.”

“Yeah,” Jiang Feng didn’t go into such detail when he told Wu Minqi, he didn’t tell her that Qin Guisheng had been married and his wife wasn’t the person he had liked and patiently waited for all these years.

Jiang Feng remembered that in a previous memory, Qin Guisheng even borrowed money from Cao Guixiang to buy a dress for his Amin.

Qin Guisheng’s dress was definitely not an ordinary wedding gift, Cao Guixiang and Zhang Chu must have known that.

“I think it’s not just Master Qin and Master Peng who would have felt great regret. Master Cao must also have felt a great regret that her two masters couldn’t attend her wedding. If back then…” Jiang Feng sighed.

“Ding, congratulations to the player for discovering the real reason behind Zhang Chu’s regret, current task progress (1/2).” The game prompt suddenly sounded in Jiang Feng’s mind.

Jiang Feng: ?

Huh?

Hey!!!

“What happened back then?” Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Feng.

“Back then, if Master Qin and Master Peng hadn’t gone abroad, Master Cao would definitely have visited them in Beiping,” Jiang Feng continued with what he was about to say, then suddenly realized something.

Right, gone abroad.

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It wasn’t just Peng Changping who had gone abroad back then; Qin Guisheng had gone abroad too!

Because the only one who had returned this time was Peng Changping, and Peng Changping was far more famous than Qin Guisheng, Jiang Feng always overlooked him. If it wasn’t for Peng Changping mentioning him tonight, Jiang Feng might have continued to ignore him, simply considering him as the boy from the previous century who appeared in Cao Guixiang’s memory.

But if you look at it from Cao Guixiang’s perspective, according to what Jiang Feng had seen in previous memories about Qin Guisheng’s protective nature, the relationship between Cao Guixiang and Qin Guisheng is clearly the best, possibly even better than that of more than half the siblings in the world. With such a relationship and such a valuable gift, how could Cao Guixiang remember only Master Peng and forget Master Qin.

Zhang Chu’s regret was that he couldn’t hold the wedding banquet at Shunhe Building back then. The event and the location were correct, but a person was missing. It wasn’t just because the chefs at Shunhe Building had changed, or rather, it wasn’t because the chefs had changed at all, but rather that there was a person missing.

The one he wanted to invite was not just Peng Changping, but also Qin Guisheng.

It was because Qin Guisheng had not returned to the country that Zhang Chu so readily gave up after Xu Cheng told him there was no need to go to Shunhe Building to eat.

Jiang Feng felt everything became clear; where to eat was not the important thing at all, whether it was Shunhe Building or Eight-treasure House, the important thing was the people.

Simply inviting Peng Changping to eat at Shunhe Building would not be enough to complete the task, because what Zhang Chu wanted to invite wasn’t just a simple meal; what he wanted was to invite the two uncles to a half-century-late wedding banquet for their sister.

Wedding banquet, two people.

The place didn’t matter.

Jiang Feng knew what he had to do.

He was going to cajole Zhang Zhiyuan.

“Fengfeng, Fengfeng, what are you thinking about?” Wu Minqi called out to Jiang Feng twice, and seeing him come back to reality, she asked, “Why did you suddenly space out?”

“I just suddenly remembered something very important,” Jiang Feng said, “What time is it now?”

Wu Minqi glanced at the clock, “Almost one o’clock.”

“It’s a bit late, Zhang Zhiyuan might already be asleep, Qiqi, you should hurry up and take a shower. Go to bed early today so you can rest well tomorrow. I’ll just send Zhang Zhiyuan a message.” After saying this, Jiang Feng felt his stomach ache disappear, and he didn’t feel stuffed anymore. Looking at three more memories without getting tired didn’t seem like such a chore anymore.

Wu Minqi: ???

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On May 2, at 7:02 a.m., Zhang Zhiyuan was woken up by his dear grandfather Zhang Chu.

Zhang Zhiyuan never expected that, after waking up early to catch a plane on the first day of his wonderful May Day holiday, he would have to wake up at seven o’clock on the second day too, just to eat the buffet breakfast offered by the hotel.

He could have still had the buffet breakfast even if he got up at nine!

Waking up early for two consecutive days made Zhang Chu, who felt like his holiday had been wasted, listlessly get out of bed to brush his teeth at the washstand, flipping through WeChat groups on his phone while he brushed.

Then Zhang Zhiyuan saw the WeChat message Jiang Feng had sent last night.

Zhang Zhiyuan: ???

Did Feng send him this message while sleepwalking last night? Why would Feng ask him to inquire with his grandfather about the dishes served at his wedding banquet in the countryside? Could it be that Taifeng Building is planning to introduce a sent-down youth nostalgia-themed wedding banquet for May Day?

Although it seemed strange, who was Zhang Zhiyuan? A straightforward guy!

Zhang Zhiyuan didn’t think too much about it, gave his teeth a quick brush, gargled a couple of times, wiped his mouth with the hotel towel, put down his phone, and called out loudly, “Grandpa, what dishes were served at your wedding banquet?”

“What wedding? Who’s getting married?” Zhang Chu was in the hallway outside the door, already ready to go eat breakfast. He heard his grandson calling him and poked his head into the room, “Have you finished washing your face? Stop dawdling and hurry up.”

“How can you eat so much this morning after eating that much last night? I don’t feel hungry at all.” Zhang Zhiyuan hastily washed his face, which was just splashing some water on it, quickly put on his shoes, and went out the door.

“I had a normal meal last night, unlike you, young man, who ate and drank like you’ve never eaten before, embarrassing your grandmother,” Zhang Chu said indignantly, “Did you bring the breakfast vouchers? The breakfast here was delicious the last time I stayed, especially the milk—it’s so tasty!”

Zhang Zhiyuan: …

Who would have thought that his grandfather would choose a hotel based on the quality of the buffet’s milk?

“Nobody’s fighting with you for it. You can drink that milk from now until nine and still not finish all of it. And you should drink less milk. I’ve noticed you easily get diarrhea if you drink too much milk these past few years.” Zhang Zhiyuan whispered as they walked to the elevator and pressed the downstairs button to wait for it.

“I was asking you about the dishes at your wedding. What were they?” Zhang Zhiyuan said as the elevator arrived.

Zhang Chu stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for their floor, “Why are you asking about that? Your grandma and I were so poor back then we couldn’t rub two coins together. We managed to get enough to eat without going hungry, and we couldn’t even afford wedding clothes. The village folks pitched in and sponsored two sets of new clothes so we wouldn’t have to get married in old ones. Plus, we weren’t on good terms with the other sent-down youth, so there was no feast to speak of.”

“We just invited the families we were close to, borrowed a couple of tables from the accountant and the party secretary, and set up two tables. The dishes were cooked by your grandma. We had a meal, and that was the wedding. We even got our marriage certificate later at the town office,” Zhang Chu said.

“But what were the dishes exactly?” Zhang Zhiyuan persisted.

“Why are you asking about this? It’s been so many years, how could I remember?”

“Feng asked me to inquire. I think they might be planning to launch a sent-down youth nostalgia-themed wedding banquet,” Zhang Zhiyuan reasoned.

Zhang Chu: ???

What’s that?

A sent-down youth nostalgia-themed wedding banquet?

Have the restaurants come to this point? Are there no other packages to launch?

“Let me think… Stir-fried wild greens, peanuts, stir-fried wild rabbit, sweet potatoes, bacon fried with diced mushrooms, cold tossed wild greens, salt-baked river shrimp, pan-seared tofu, drizzled oil eel—those were really delicious,” Zhang Chu, although finding it absurd, was persuaded by his grandson.

Zhang Zhiyuan: …

You just said you couldn’t remember!