Chapter 110 1.1 million fathers are heartbroken
Lan Tianqin felt that Yuzhi should get started. After all, everyone in Lao Sang's family said that Aunt Sang's family would cook by herself today.
As a result, Aunt Sang's family just got closer to the stove when she was dragged aside by Grandma Sang's heartache.
"Good boy Zhizhi, just say it here, carefully burn you."
Yu Zhi smiled helplessly: "Okay."
Then Lan Tianqin saw how Yuzhi cooks.
Dictation in a gentle voice, and mulberry and mulberry leaves are skillfully and deftly operated, and he himself got a job as a fire.
From time to time, I have to be accompanied by the old lady’s distasteful yelling and urging. The excitement is really lively, and the weirdness is also really weird.
I don’t know if it was Auntie Sang who said it well, or the brothers and sisters of Mulberry Leaf and Mulberry have strong hands-on skills, or Grandma Sang’s supervision is in place. Of course, it is also possible that the fire was done well by herself, and the fragrance soon permeated.
Lan Tianqin suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, even though he was just a firefighter.
Yuzhi looks almost ready, and can have dinner when the child's father comes back.
So the brothers and sisters put on some of each: "Yezi Xiaoman Tianqin, these pea yellows, you give some to the grandparents in the alley."
"Send some steamed cakes and stewed pig's trotters to Grandpa Liu's house and Grandma Chu's house, and send rice to Grandpa Wan to see if the old man has any other needs."
"It's almost ready to eat after delivery, so be careful not to spill it on the way."
By the time Yuzhi explained, the brothers and sisters had already started packing skillfully, and Lan Tianqin was there to help.
Then the three of them took the big food box to deliver food.
Delivering them door to door, Sang Ye opened her mouth and said that her mother made it specially. Lan Tianqin was shocked at first, but gradually became numb.
Perhaps what Lao Sang’s family understands is different from what he understands.
But it’s really not a lie. Lao Sang’s family seems to agree from the bottom of their hearts that this is what Yuzhi did, and she did it.
Gradually, Lan Tianqin was assimilated, and it was Auntie Sang who did it.
Once the old men and women received pastries, they would return some to eat and express their affection.
Anyway, everyone is very happy.
When it was delivered to Mrs. Chu's house, she saw that there was still a snack box left in the hands of the three of them, and asked, "For Old Man Wan?"
Mulberry nodded.
Old lady Chu pursed her mouth: "No outsider has a heart." She was talking about the descendants of the Wan family.
"Okay, let's go, what's wrong with the old stuff, you guys come out and say it."
"Okay." Sangshen replied, and the three brothers and sisters went to the opposite of Mr. Wan's house.
The door was still ajar, obviously no one had ever entered, and Mr. Wan had never come out.
Sang Ye poked her head and knocked on the door, and she also had her own voice-over: "Boom boom boom, the super invincible and cute little leaf is here."
Chu Zhenying on the opposite side shook her head and smiled, probably only with Sang Ye's temperament to make the old guy happy.
In the courtyard of Wanjia, there was a soft and cold snort.
Sang Ye smiled and opened the door, and went in with Mulberry and Lan Tianqin.
There was no one in the yard, and the sound came from the room where the old man slept.
The door of the room was closed, and there was a depressive panting inside.
Sang Ye frowned, leaned on the door, and said funny, "Guess who I am?"
"It must be a brazen little thief."
The old man's voice was forbearingly weak, not as loud as before.
Mulberry and mulberry leaves are all sullen.
Lan Tianqin was not familiar with Mr. Wan, so he just followed him as a bystander.
Sang Ye gently pushed open the door: "The little thief has come in, old man, have you hidden all your treasures?"
The light in the room was dim, and there was a damp musty smell.
The old man was lying on the bed, gasping for breath, and seemed to be in pain.
I wanted to reply to the mulberry leaf, but I couldn't stop coughing when I opened my mouth, and I felt like my lungs were about to be coughed out.
Sang Ye ran over to help the old man up, the cold bed quilt, the cold old man, and the bones of his hands. It's only been a few days, how could it be like this?
Sang Ye felt hostile in her heart, but she still had a playful smile on her face to amuse the old man.
"Oh, old man, you can't do it. You're such a grown-up, you can't speak well."
The old man leaned weakly on Sang Ye's thin shoulders, and began bickering after he relaxed.
"Smelly girl, I choked on my saliva."
Sang Ye laughed happily: "Are you greedy by the fragrance?"
The old man snorted, but did not refute.
Sang Ye guessed right, her little head was shaking.
"Lao Lan, serve all the food."
"Oh, good." Lan Tianqin was still a little dazed, it really looked like Mr. Wan now, which was too different from what he remembered.
Old man Wan looked at Lan Tianqin, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.
asked Sang Ye: "Where did you come from?"
Sang Ye put on the jacket for the old man, and helped the old man get out of bed: "My new kid, how is it? Do I have good eyesight?"
The old man pursed his mouth: "You have good eyesight, but this kid has bad eyesight. Is it because you are not smart enough to find you, a stinky girl, as the boss."
Sang Ye hummed: "You are jealous of me, Lao Lan. My grandma always said that Lao Lan is good-looking, must have good eyesight, and has a smart brain. Finding me as the boss is the most correct decision Lao Lan has ever made in his life .”
"Your grandma knows what a fart."
"Oh, old man, you're done. I'll sue my grandma when I get back."
"Smelly girl, go, I'm still afraid of her as an old lady?"
"That's who made an old lady speechless."
The old man became angry immediately, turned his head and ignored Mulberry leaves.
Sang Ye went over to coax again, laughing and joking.
One old and one young were making a fuss, Lan Tianqin didn't know why, but felt that this scene was very moving.
After the mulberries entered the house, open the windows to ventilate, and then go to the stove to boil water.
Cleaned the house with a broom and rag, removed the old man’s quilt cover to wash, took out the quilt to dry, and burned the warm wall in the house.
Lan Tianqin also went to help. He had a lot of questions in his stomach, but he didn't know which one to ask, and finally just followed silently.
The old man saw it in his eyes, but felt sore in his heart.
That family, he was really chilled.
Busy, tidy up the house, and the old man finished his meal.
Mulberry got hot water for the old man to take a bath again.
Looking at the old man's appearance, I'm afraid he hasn't washed for several days, and he feels uncomfortable and panicked.
"Yezi, you go back and bring my medicine chest."
"oh."
Master Wan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
He has no strength himself, so he has to rely on Mulberry and Lan Tianqin for help.
Mulberry looked at the skinny old man with extremely deep black and white eyes.
Lan Tianqin was also a little surprised, Mr. Wan is a great hero no matter what he said.
Even if the children and grandchildren are not filial, they should not look like a thin old beggar who no one cares about.
With such a weak body, I don’t know how many crimes I have suffered.
After taking a shower, the old man seemed to feel much better.
The feeling of being out of breath disappeared for the most part, and the breathing became smoother.
Mulberry Ye came back with a medicine box, and Mulberry took out a silver needle to **** the old man.
The old man didn't refuse either, and let Mulberry drop needles on his body, and joked with a smile: "I didn't see it, Xiaolian is still young, and she still has this ability, did you follow me?"
Mulberry focused on the silver needle in her hand, and said softly: "A bad old man like you."
Grandpa Wan choked, and glared at Mulberry angrily: "I thought you were like your mother, who could talk, but I didn't expect you to be like your father, and be hated by others."
Mulberry looked expressionless, and glanced at the old man: "Dampness and cold accumulate in the lungs, and stagnation accumulates in the heart. You have also taken irritating drugs, and now you can still bicker. It can be seen that it is fate."
"It's just that no matter how old you are, if you don't take medicine, you won't get better. I'll go back and make some medicine for you. You have to take it on time."
Master Wan's lips twitched twice, as if he had a lot to say, but in the end there was only one: "Oh."
After stopping the needle for ten minutes, the mulberries were pulled out. The old man decided that the heaviness accumulated in his heart and mouth had loosened a bit. The nerves that were obviously exhausted but always unable to sleep also began to calm down and become drowsy.
"You always have a good sleep, we will come to see you later."
Master Wan nodded.
The three supported the old man to lie down, leaving half of the window open, closed the door, and left quietly.
Mr. Wan, who was lying in the warm and clean room, looked at the closed door, his old eyes were red.
What kind of blood relationship is better than a stranger who has only known each other for more than a month.
My beloved little grandson wants to marry someone with a wicked heart. He doesn't object, but he doesn't want to support it either.
But they were afraid that if they did not attend, people would gossip, so they sent him to the hospital under the pretext of a physical examination, and declared that he was unwell.
In order to be realistic, he was also given medicine.
In order to make him not suspicious, tell him that it is health medicine.
It's ridiculous, he knew there was a problem, but he was still willing to believe them, because they were his direct family members with blood flowing through them.
The medicine hurt his body very much. After using it, he has been lying on the hospital bed weakly for the past few days, like a dying person.
The children and grandchildren who cared for him never showed up after sending him to the hospital.
The people in the hospital didn't know his identity, and treated him like those abandoned old people.
Meals are precarious every day, and there is no one to clean up the body.
From time to time, I also endured swearing and rude treatment from impatient nurses.
This morning, maybe the children and grandchildren were done with their work, or maybe they finally thought of him, and they were afraid that he would really die, and that he would not be able to come back to life when needed in the future.
took him back from the hospital.
He still remembers the face of the so-called children and grandchildren when they picked him up, calling dad, grandpa, what happened to you.
I have done enough distressing drama.
But the disgust, disgust, and impatience in their eyes were so clearly revealed.
Knowing that he is not in good health, he didn't say to see a doctor to get medicine, but just said that he was fine, just go home and get some sleep.
So, after sending him back, he left in a hurry while still in the cold room.
At that time, he was really cold, his body was cold, and his heart was even colder.
The little family affection he had left was completely chilled.
Mulberry Mulberry Ye When Lan Tianqin came home, Sang Dazhuang also arrived home. Before the brothers and sisters had time to introduce Sang Dazhuang to Lan Tianqin, Wang Xinfeng asked about the situation of Mr. Wan.
The three of them had nothing to hide, and Sangshen also said that the old man's body was caused by banned drugs.
It is the kind of banned drug that can destroy body functions, and it is not allowed to be sold in general hospital pharmacies.
This kind of medicine generally does not appear, and ordinary people cannot get it.
Not only did it appear now, but it was also used on Mr. Wan.
Although Mr. Wan didn't say anything, everyone understood why once they thought about it.
