Shen peichuan came forward and asked whether Zong Qifeng was in a bad situation?

Doctor Jiang nodded heavily. "I'm afraid it's tonight. His condition is deteriorating fast."

Sang Yu listens to doctor Jiang's words and grabs Shen peichuan's next door in a hurry. She can imagine what a depressing atmosphere it is in the room.

Shen peichuan can still hold on, holding Sangyu's hand, "after entering the house, he doesn't know what to do, what to do."

The more careful you are, the more sensitive you are.

Sang Yu nodded.

Shen peichuan took out the moon cakes he bought from the trunk and some gifts. Today is a holiday, so it's not good to come empty handed.

After taking the things, he asked, "Dr. Jiang, won't you go in?"

Dr. Jiang said, "I'll get some air outside. I'll go in later."

Shen peichuan nods. He and sang Yu go in with something.

Zhuang Zijin is holding Xiaobao in the living room. Yanchen and Yanxi are in Zong Kaifeng's ward. She has folded many paper cranes and is hanging them in the room. Cheng Yuwen holds the stool for her.

Today Zong Qifeng said that he would like dumplings, beef and pepper stuffing.

This is Cheng Yuxiu's favorite dumpling stuffing for new year's festival. He didn't feel like eating it before, but he can eat a lot every time. Today, he wants to eat it for no reason.

Lin Xinyan and noodles, Zong Jinghao cut green pepper, her noodles are reconciled, he has not cut well, Lin Xinyan took a knife, "I'll cut, you chop meat."

It doesn't need any rules to chop meat. Lin Xinyan puts the washed meat on the chopping board and gives him the knife to chop meat. He silently takes it over and cuts the meat with the knife.

There was a lot of movement.

Lin Xinyan looked at him and said nothing. He took a knife and cut the pepper into small cubes.

After half an hour, the meat was chopped up. Lin Xinyan asked him to wash his hands and said, "I mix the stuffing."

"I'll do it, whatever you say."

Zong Jinghao took a big bowl from the cupboard and put the chopped meat in a big transparent glass bowl. Lin Xinyan handed him the pickled pepper water in advance. "This half bowl of water is poured into the meat filling in three times, and each time it is stirred in the same direction until it is absorbed by the meat."

Zong Jinghao did as she said.

While he was mixing the stuffing, Lin Xinyan began to roll the dumpling skin.

As she rolled out, she looked at Zong Jinghao and told him what to put in it, "green onion, ginger, salt... And then put the diced pepper in and mix well."

Zong Jinghao took photos one by one.

Lin Xinyan also rolled out several dumpling skins. How did she make them? Although they were not good-looking, they were made at once.

"That's it."

Lin Xinyan let him bag, she is responsible for rolling dough.

No one came in outside the kitchen. I'm afraid it's Zong Kaifeng's last supper. Let them do their best.

It was dark. It took more than two hours to make all the dumplings.

Lin Xinyan boiled the water and Zong Jinghao boiled the dumplings in the pot.

Ten minutes later, when the dumplings were cooked, Lin Xinyan fished them into the plate, took out a tray from the cupboard, put it on the tray, poured a small dish of vinegar, and put the mashed garlic in a small bowl.

"Send it in."

Zong Jinghao looked up at her. Lin Xinyan said, "go."

He picked it up, turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Lin Xinyan cleaned up the kitchen and came out to see Shen peichuan and sang Yu coming. He said, "when did you come here?"

Sang Yu came over and said, "it's been a while."

She reached out and hugged Lin Xinyan, "today peichuan and I are also here."

Lin Xinyan nodded and said in a low voice, "if there's anything, you can help me look after the child."

Sang Yu said, "don't worry, I'll take care of them."

Lin Xinyan sat on the sofa and held Zong Yanxi in her arms. Today, she was obedient and nestled in her mother's arms.

Xiaobao sleeps. Chuang Tzu Jin gets up and carries Xiaobao into the room.

The door of Zong Qifeng's room opened. Zong Jinghao came out with an empty plate. He looked at Lin Xinyan and said in a low voice, "another bowl."

Lin Xinyan was stunned for a moment. Then he took his daughter to the sofa, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Zong Jinghao followed in.

She turned on the stove and boiled water

During this period, Zong Qifeng ate less at every meal. There were a lot of dishes in this dish, and she could eat half of them at ordinary times. Today, she ate them, and she had to eat them, which made her a little worried.

"Eat too much..." "he said it tastes the same as Mom's, if you want to eat it, let him eat it."

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