Her Sniper

Wen Shishi slightly approached Mrs. Jiang, shrugged her nose, and said with a smile, "you only smell of sandalwood, but you don't have the taste of other grains. Don't you have never had a meal?"

Mrs. Jiang laughed: "OK, you have a good nose. I have a bad appetite recently. I can't eat anything, I don't want to eat anything, and I feel sick. It's better not to see anything. "

Wu Ma was a little worried and sighed: "how long have you been doing this? You don't want to eat every day. You can make all kinds of food in the kitchen. You either don't move at all, or you just take one or two mouthfuls. It won't work after a long time."

"Well, you'll make a fuss. I know my body. If I'm not hungry, you can't force me to eat, can you?" When Mrs. Jiang spoke, she glanced at Sun Sijing. She was still standing in the same place, looking down at the floor, her face was ferocious, and her teeth were slightly clenched.

"Miss Wen," Mrs. Jiang called.

Sun Sijing didn't know whether she didn't hear or didn't respond. This "Miss Wen" was calling her. She still hung her head and didn't speak. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Cough!" Old Mrs. Jiang heavily cleared her throat, but Sun Sijing still had no response.

Finally, Wu Ma couldn't see her anymore. She touched her arm slightly and said, "Miss Wen, the old lady called you."

Sun Sijing woke up like a dream, "old lady Do you call me

"Well." Mrs. Jiang said, "this suit of clothes on you looks very good."

Seeing that Mrs. Jiang's tone eased down, sun Sijing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even said: "yes, this is a gift from the young master. The young master's eyes must be good..."

"But you are really too ugly," Mrs. Jiang interrupted without mercy, with a look of disgust: "stand away, don't let me see, I don't want to eat any more."

Sun Sijing is just in the same place, while Wen's poems can't help laughing.

No wonder sniper praised his grandmother so much. The old lady is kind and can warm people up and stab people in the heart.

Looking at Sun Sijing's face from red to white, the color becomes wonderful. Wen Shishi slightly hooks the corner of her lips and keeps quiet. She doesn't say anything. Today, Mrs. Jiang is the protagonist.

At best, she is just a minion who follows.

"Old lady, do you usually have any dishes you like?"

Sun Sijing had already stood in the corner of the room, just as she was punished by her teacher when she was at school. She did not dare to speak or move. Mrs. Jiang was satisfied. She took back her eyes and thought about Wen's words.

"In fact, it's nothing. I'm a Buddhist. I don't eat meat. I don't eat many dishes, so I can't eat them with the children. I always let the kitchen make one for myself. If you want to say that you really like food, it's really nothing. Everything you eat is a taste, just barely filling your stomach. "

Because of this, Wu Ma was worried, and her face was full of sadness: "I have changed several cooks, but I can't make the old lady appetizer. The master and the young master have been trying to find a way."

Just as he was saying this, a man came in suddenly.

When he walked, Mr. Jiang still kept the sourness of his time. He walked fast and steadily, with big steps and loud voice: "Mom, did you have breakfast today?"

Mrs. Jiang came in after him. She seemed to have a brief talk with Li Suli for a while. As soon as she came in, she saw sun Sijing and winked at her, implying that she should be patient for a while.

Sun Sijing received the signal, disappointed not, can only continue to penalty station, but has been full of impatience.

Mrs. Jiang gently shook her head, quickly walked a few steps to meet her, stood next to Mr. Jiang, concerned about Mrs. Jiang and said, "Mom, do you still have a bad appetite?"

Mrs. Jiang took a look at her son and daughter-in-law, waved her hand and said, "it's nothing serious. You don't have to be so inspiring. I'm just getting older and I've lost my appetite."

But Mr. Jiang didn't think so. He turned his head and asked Wu Ma, "have the famous doctors Mo Shen was looking for ever been here? What do you say? "

Wu's mother responded: "I came here early in the morning and had a consultation for a long time Sir and madam, it's a long story. Why don't we go out and let the old lady have a rest? "

Mr. Jiang recognized the overtones in her words. His heart sank and his face turned black. "OK, go out and say it."

"No, just say here," Mrs. Jiang stopped her. "I'm at this age. Do I look like a person who is afraid of death? I'll tell you what's wrong with me. Don't try to hide it from me. "

Wu Ma looks embarrassed.

While the mother and the son were still discussing, Mrs. Jiang's eyes at this time just glanced at Wen Shishi, but she couldn't see her happiness and anger.

Wen Shishi is still sitting next to Mrs. Jiang. It's a family affair. If she's still here, she'll be a little blind.

She stood up and said in a low voice, "old lady, I'll go outside and see your pillar.""Don't go either," said Mrs. Jiang, holding her hand. Although the old man's hand was thin, it was strong and warm. It was a little higher than her temperature. She patted her hand gently: "you don't have to avoid it. Just sit beside me and don't go anywhere."

Old Mrs. Jiang made a speech, but Mrs. Jiang couldn't say anything more. She pursed her lips and stopped talking.

"Wu Ma, you say, just tell me the truth. Let me hear what's going on with me."

Wu Ma's hands were clasped together, and she rubbed them in a panic. She sighed: "in fact, there is no final conclusion. After all, seeing a doctor now is not the same as seeing, hearing and inquiring in ancient times. It's better to go to the hospital to have a check to make a diagnosis."

Here we go again.

Old lady Jiang glared at her angrily: "let the machine see a doctor. What do you want them to do?"

Mr. Jiang quickly advised: "Mom, the times are different now. In the past, it was not accurate enough to look, hear and ask. Now the instruments are very advanced, much more accurate than before. Will you listen to me? Let's go to the hospital once, just this time. Next time, I'll beat the person who asks you to go, OK? "

Mrs. Jiang didn't have a good way: "just coax me. I told you that I'm not sick. I'm old and I don't have a good appetite. Those quack doctors are confused, so are you?"

"Alas..." Mr. Jiang only scratched his head helplessly, "you are really stubborn too..."

Mrs. Jiang said angrily, "I still think you are stubborn. OK, I don't want you to worry any more. Wu Ma, go and call those so-called" famous doctors "and let them explain my illness clearly in front of me."