Rebirth in the college entrance examination: making a fortune with rough man

Chapter 110

Lan Tianqin felt that Yuzhi should start. After all, everyone in Lao Sang's family said that Aunt Sang's family would cook for herself today.

As a result, as soon as Aunt Sang's family got closer to the stove, she was dragged aside by Grandma Sang's heart and soul.

"Zhizhi is good, just say it here, carefully burn you."

Yuzhi smiled helplessly: "Okay."

Then Lan Tianqin saw how Yuzhi cooks.

The dictation in a gentle voice, the skillful and nimble operation of Mulberry and Mulberry Leaf, and he himself got a job as a fire.

From time to time, I have to be accompanied by the disgusting yelling and urging of the old lady. The excitement is really lively, and the weirdness is also really weird.

I don't know if it was the aunt of the Sang family who spoke well, or the brothers and sisters of Mulberry Leaf and Mulberry had strong hands-on skills, or the grandma of the Sang family supervised in place. Of course, it is also possible that she burned the fire well and the fragrance soon permeated.

Lan Tianqin suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, even though he was just a firefighter.

Yu Zhi saw that it was almost ready, and the meal could be served when the father came back.

So I asked the brothers and sisters to pack some of each: "Yezi Xiaoshen 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."

When Yu Zhi confessed, the brothers and sisters had already started packing skillfully, and Lan Tianqin was beside him 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 it was specially made by her mother. Lan Tianqin was shocked at first, but gradually became numb.

Maybe what Lao Sang's family understands is different from what he understands.

But this is 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 the aunt of the Sang family who did it.

After the old men and women received the cakes, 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, "Is it for Old Man Wan?"

Mulberry nodded.

The old lady Chu pursed her mouth: "There is no outsider who 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 gate was still ajar, obviously no one had ever gone in, and Mr. Wan had never come out.

Sang Ye poked her head and knocked on the door, and she also had her own dubbing: "Dong Dong Dong, the super invincible and cute little Ye Zi came to the door."

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 Wan's courtyard, there was a soft and cold snort.

Mulberry Ye smiled and opened the door, and went in with Mulberry Blue Sky.

There was no one in the yard, and the sound came from the room where the old man slept.

The door was closed, and there was a suppressed panting inside.

Sang Ye frowned, leaned on the door, and said funny, "Guess who I am?"

"It must be a daring little thief."

The old man's voice was forbearingly weak, not as loud as before.

The mulberries and mulberry leaves all looked down.

Lan Tianqin was not familiar with Mr. Wan, and 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 room was dimly lit and had 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 leaves, 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 bed was cold, the old man was cold, and his bones were shaking. 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 hippie smile on her face to amuse the old man.

"Oh, old man, you can't do it. You're such a big man, you can't speak well."

The old man leaned weakly on Sang Ye's thin shoulders, and started bickering after he relaxed.

"Smelly girl, I was choking 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, the current appearance of Mr. Wan was really different from what he remembered.

Mr. Wan looked at Lan Tianqin, feeling familiar, but couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Ask 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 recruit, how is it? Do I have good eyesight?"

The old man pursed his lips: "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 just jealous of me, Lao Lan. My grandma 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 shit."

"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, and turned his head away from Mulberry leaves.

Sang Ye went over to coax again, laughing and joking.

The old and the 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, they opened the windows to ventilate, and then went 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, so he just followed along and worked silently.

The old man saw it in his eyes and 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 box."

"Oh."

Mr. Wan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He has no strength himself, so he has to rely on Mulberry and Lan Tianqin for help.

Mulberry looked at the skinny old man, her black and white eyes were extremely deep.

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 he has suffered.

After taking a bath, the old man seemed to feel much better.

Most of the feeling of being out of breath disappeared, and the breathing became smoother.

Sang Ye came back with a medicine box, and Sang Shuai took out a silver needle and pricked it for the old man.

The old man didn't refuse either, and let Mulberry put needles on him, and joked with a smile: "I didn't see that, 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."

Mr. Wan choked, and glared at Mulberry sullenly: "I thought you were like your mother, a person 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, depression accumulates in the heart, you have also taken irritating drugs, and now you can still bicker, so it can be seen that it is also fatal."

"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."

Mr. 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 10 minutes, the mulberries were pulled out. The old man decided that the backlog of heaviness in his chest had loosened up a bit. The nerves that were obviously exhausted but always unable to sleep also began to calm down and become drowsy.

"Go to sleep well, we will come to see you later."

Mr. 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 not as good as strangers who have only known each other for more than a month.

The beloved little grandson wanted to marry someone with a wicked heart. He didn't object, but he wasn't willing to support it either.

But they were afraid that if they didn't attend, people would gossip, so they sent him to the hospital under the pretext of a physical examination, declaring 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 a health medicine.

Ridiculous, he knew that there was a problem, but he was still willing to believe them, because they were his blood-blooded family members.

The medicine hurt his body very much. After using it, he was lying on the hospital bed weakly for the past few days, like a dying person.

Those children and grandchildren who cared for him never showed up again after they sent him to the hospital.

The people in the hospital did not know his identity and treated him like those abandoned old people.

Food is 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 busy with their affairs, 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.

They 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 was not in good health, he didn't say to see a doctor to get medicine, but only 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 affection he had left was completely chilled.

When Mulberry Mulberry Ye Lan Tianqin came home, Sang Dazhuang also arrived. 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 drugs that can destroy body functions, and general hospital pharmacies are not allowed to sell them.

This kind of medicine generally does not appear, and ordinary people cannot obtain 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.

(End of this chapter)