Urban Super Live

The mother had to take care of the little sister, and the father couldn't take care of the two elders alone, so he hired a nurse to accompany the bed.

As for Yang Shuhe's uncle and aunt's family, well, let's not talk about it!

"Auntie, let me feed grandma."

Seeing this, Yang Shuhe first shook the sick bed of the two elders, so that the two elders could lie down comfortably, and then took the initiative to take the thermos from the aunt's hand, intending to feed grandma herself.

"The old man's grandson is very filial and capable. There are not many young people like this now!"

A middle-aged aunt next to her spoke again.

Grandma was so happy that she had a smile on her face.

Appetite can't help but get better!

"I'm going out to get some air."

Yang Peiran was not used to being in the ward, this kind of politeness among middle-aged people felt too fake!So he greeted Yang Shuhe and left the ward.

"Don't go far!" Yang Shuhe reminded worriedly.

Yang Peiran couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Are you still worried that I might get lost!?"

But after she turned around, Zijiao couldn't help showing a smile.

Although she looked a little impatient on her face, in her heart, she cared about her brother very much.

Seeing the younger sister's rebellious appearance, Yang Shuhe couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile.

My sister, why are you so uncute! ?

"This little girl is really used to pampering. Talking to my brother is neither big nor small!" Grandma was a little dissatisfied when she saw the little girl's appearance.

Yang Shuhe dotingly said: "It's okay, children are like this."

"Ah!" Grandma suddenly sighed, her expression became gloomy, "Actually, it's also my fault and your grandpa's, who didn't take good care of her and let her..."

When Yang Shuhe saw that his grandma was thinking about his little sister again, he couldn't help comforting him, "I don't blame you, don't think about it," then scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge, diverted grandma's attention, and said, "Come on, eat more."

Seeing their grandson, the two elders whetted their appetites, and finished a big bowl of millet porridge.

Seeing that Father Yang was going to wash the dishes, Yang Shuhe couldn't help snatching it over, "I'll do the washing."

"no need……"

Father Yang was about to refuse, but found that Yang Shuhe had already left the ward with the thermos.

"It's so rare for such a big star to not only feed the elderly himself, but also take the initiative to wash it. How did my brother educate him? Also pass on the experience to everyone?"

"That's right, the kid in my family is older than He Miao, so he knows how to gnaw on the old, and he doesn't know how to help serve the bowl after eating. There is no comparison!"

"..."

Yang Shuhe couldn't help laughing secretly when he heard the discussion in the ward.

Chapter 484 Duke

Yang Shuhe carried the thermos bucket and cleaned the dishes in the boiling water room of the hospital.

But at this time, he had already put the mask on again, otherwise, he didn't know how much shock it would cause.

Just after Yang Shuhe scalded the thermos bucket with boiling water, he suddenly heard a quarrel coming from the corner of the boiling water room.

And he also heard that the voice of one of them was the voice of the younger sister.

Yang Shuhe frowned, put down the thermos immediately, and came to a balcony in the corner, ready to find out.

It is said that Yang Peiran felt uncomfortable staying in the ward, so he left the ward and came to a balcony.

Looking at the distance idly, thinking of Du Ke, thinking of my stomach, thinking of my brother, and thinking about going to Shanghai to start a new life, I feel mixed feelings for a while.

Subconsciously, she reached for a cigarette.

But just as she was about to light the cigarette with the cigarette in her mouth, she suddenly thought of her promise to be a singer with her brother.

After hesitating for a while, it still didn't ignite in the end.

He just put a cigarette in his mouth, looking cynical.

"Didn't you bring a lighter?"

Just when Yang Peiran was in a daze, suddenly, a familiar voice rang in her ears.

Looking back, it turned out to be her "boyfriend" - Du Ke.

Du Ke is [-] meters tall, with a punk man's mid-length hair cut. He looks handsome and handsome. Compared with junior high school students of the same age, he looks very fit and powerful.

He wore a leather jacket, frosted jeans, and casual leather shoes, giving him a bohemian chic look.

Just looking at the fabrics and cutting lines of his clothes, one can tell that his outfit is expensive and must be a famous brand.

For such a tall, handsome and wealthy man, not to mention these junior high school girls, even middle-aged young/women would be thrilled.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Du Ke, Yang Peiran was very surprised.

"I had an uncle who was beaten and sent to this hospital. I accompanied my parents to visit him." Du Ke replied.

Hearing Du Ke talking about his parents, Yang Peiran immediately thought of Du Ke's mother, and the ugly words she said when she called her, and his heart suddenly turned cold.