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During the two days when Xie Mingshan was at home, the two of them had completely adjusted their daily routines. Lin Shu was busy outside every day, while Xie Mingshan cooked meals at home and waited for him to come back.

In fact, Lin Shu didn't want Xie Mingshan to work so hard, but Xie Mingshan who had been staying at home was like a husky that didn't take a walk, and had nowhere to vent his exuberant energy every day.

"Let's go see Professor Zheng tomorrow." Lin Shu said after taking a sip of Xie Mingshan's boiled millet porridge.

"Yes." Xie Mingshan nodded, and asked very naturally: "Why are you called a parent this time?"

The last time Lin Shu went to see Zheng Liguang was because he was caught by a nurse ordering takeaway from the hospital.Zheng Liguang himself has three highs, and he is sick, so his diet must be strictly controlled, but he couldn't bear his greed, so he forced a 70-year-old man to teach himself to order food on his mobile phone secretly. After being discovered, the nurse Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he called Lin Shu, and Lin Shu made a special trip to the hospital for this matter, and severely criticized Zheng Liguang's behavior of obedience and disobedience.

"Steal a drink." Lin Shu helped his forehead: "I was found and I bargained with the nurse, and said that I would just take a sip. The nurse was young and agreed, but he picked up 'dun dun dun dun' in front of the nurse in one breath. Drank most of the can."

Xie Mingshan wanted to laugh when he heard this, but was also worried that Lin Shu would be angry. With the back of his hand on his mouth, he suppressed a smile and said, "Professor Zheng is really interesting."

"You said you are such an adult... Really." Lin Shu didn't know what to say. He tapped his fingers on the porcelain bowl for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it, and sighed: "Make him a cake with xylitol, see Make the old man hungry..."

"My heart is still quite soft." Xie Mingshan joked.

"After all, I'm so old, alas..." Lin Shu said in a very low voice.

Although Zheng Liguang is in good spirits now, the doctor has also communicated with Lin Shu in private. The five-year survival rate of Zheng Liguang's lymphoma is not optimistic, and it was discovered too late. Now it all depends on imported drugs and Zheng Liguang's maintenance. The good foundation is supporting, as for the future situation, we still need to be mentally prepared.

Hearing this, Lin Shu's heart turned cold. He can no longer be as strict with Zheng Liguang as before. He always thinks about what he wants to eat and play now. If he can satisfy a little, he will not regret it later.

"Actually, I can drive tomorrow..."

Lin Shu was feeling sad, when he heard Xie Mingshan's tentative voice, he immediately pulled away from his worries, and directly vetoed: "Don't even think about it!"

"Hundred days of injury, you can just stay here and take a taxi tomorrow." Lin Shu was a little distressed when he said this. After all, taking a taxi from home to the hospital is a lot of money, but he was afraid that taking the subway would be crowded. Seeing Xie Mingshan's arm, he had to choose this way of burning money.

But looking at Xie Mingshan's frustrated eyes, Lin Shu still decided to give him something sweet: "When your arms are all healed, let's go buy a car."

"What are you spending this money for?" Xie Mingshan subconsciously refused.After a while, I realized that I am no longer a driver, and that expensive Bentley car was also sacrificed. I will not have the opportunity to use the bus for private use in the future.

Lin Shu: "But if you become a manager, you must have a means of transportation. Besides, it's inconvenient if you don't have a car at home. Do you have a brand you want to buy?"

"Bingley." Xie Mingshan replied without thinking.

"Damn it." Lin Shu rolled his eyes: "You have too much confidence in your Professor Lin's financial resources. I can only buy a Xiali if I want to pay back the Bentley."

After dinner, Lin Shu threw the plate into the dishwasher, and quickly took out the ingredients to make the cake for Zheng Liguang tomorrow.I made the same type of cheesecake that Xie Mingshan called out a few days ago, except that the sugar inside was replaced with xylitol, and at the same time, I poured the cheese liquid of a large cake into eight cupcake-sized molds.

"This is too small." Xie Mingshan felt that the size of this cake was not even enough for him to eat in one bite.

Squatting at the foot of Xie Mingshan, Xie Xiaosuan, who was always ready to hit the autumn wind, made a meowing sound of approval at the same time.

"If it's too big, I'm afraid he won't be able to control himself and eat too much at once." Lin Shu carefully transferred the mold filled with cake liquid to the refrigerator: "And you can't eat too much xylitol at one time, it's easy to have diarrhea."

"Anyway, I don't think Professor Zheng will be satisfied with this size." Xie Mingshan rubbed his chin and commented.

Zheng Liguang was really dissatisfied: "This is too small!"

"I think back when we were in college, the rice in the cafeteria was just like this. At that time, we were hungry again before we left the cafeteria after eating." Zheng Liguang recalled very sadly: "Seeing you This little snack reminds me of those days."

"Then you should remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness." Lin Shu ruthlessly threatened the cake: "Eat it or not, if you don't eat this, it's gone."

"Then put it over there." Zheng Liguang quickly betrayed, pointed to the bedside table, and asked Lin Shu to put it in front of him.

"You said that you are so old, so it doesn't make people worry." Lin Shu rummaged around in the ward, and found seven or eight yuan of Daoxiangcun snacks, three cans of almond dew, and some small biscuits in the corner, expressing that he was very tired. : "What the doctor told you before, it's okay to eat some snacks, but in moderation, you have more of these things than the moderation."

Zheng Liguang, on the other hand, was very confident: "It's all a little bit of kindness from the students who came to see me, so I can't throw it away."

The two were arguing fiercely, Xie Mingshan came back after making rice, saw a pile of snacks in front of the two of them, and asked in confusion, "Why are you eating snacks instead of eating?"

No matter how delicious the hospital's food was, Lin Shu thought it was a big pot of food, not as good as his own, so he specially picked a meal and brought Zheng Liguang two dishes and one soup.

Seeing Xie Mingshan's return, Lin Shu stopped teasing Zheng Liguang, took out the insulated lunch box, and put the home-cooked vegetables and soup in front of him.

However, Zheng Liguang took a bite with his chopsticks and offered new guidance: "It's tasteless, it's too bland."

"That's because you usually eat too salty." It's okay not to mention it, but Lin Shu started nagging again: "The nurse told me that I can eat a bottle of fermented bean curd in less than a month. Knowing your age It’s too big and the mouth is heavy, so you have to take it easy.”

"I know, I know." Zheng Liguang looked at Lin Shu, who was earnestly speaking, and complained: "Always act like a grown-up, you just know how to discipline me."

"What does it mean to be like an adult? I'm 36 this year, and I'm an uncle." Lin Shu couldn't help laughing.

"You're already so big." Zheng Liguang gave a hand that held the vegetables: "That year when you came to make up lessons for Xiaohui, you were only in your twenties, and you looked like a child, and you became so big in a blink of an eye."

Zheng Liguang's tone was full of sadness, his eyes passed through Lin Shu, looked out of the window, and repeated in a murmur: "It's so big."

"If Xiaohui is still alive, he will be about the same age as Xiaoxie." Zheng Liguang sighed slowly: "If Xiaoxi works hard, he will probably become a grandmother."

Lin Shu was silent, but Zheng Liguang didn't continue this topic. He smiled, picked aside the lean meat he didn't like, and told Lin Shu seriously: "Next time, make more fat meat, don't just eat lean meat." Meat, Seya."

"Who is Xiaoxi?" After leaving the ward, Xie Mingshan carried the insulated lunch box and walked back side by side with Lin Shu.

"Professor Zheng's eldest daughter." Lin Shu smacked her mouth: "It's called Zheng Xi, and I haven't seen her before."

"Dead?" Xie Mingshan asked tentatively.

"Yes." Lin Shu nodded, and said: "It seems to be when she was a teenager. At that time, she was in her freshman year. It was just after the new year. It was windy that year, and the flowerpot on the balcony of the neighbor's house was blown on the way home. It came down and hit her on the head, and she just disappeared."

This story couldn't be more embarrassing. Xie Mingshan's heart twitched when he heard that a good-looking young girl died on the way home in such a muddled way.

"No wonder there is such a big age difference between Zheng Hui and her father." Xie Mingshan was a little sad: "You said it was hard to raise Zheng Hui, and..."

"It's all fate." Lin Shu couldn't bear to comment on this matter, but sighed: "In fact, compared to eternal death, living is a great coincidence."

"So when you are alive, you must cherish this kind of coincidence." Xie Mingshan breathed out a hot breath, and quietly held Lin Shu's hand with the wide sleeves of the early spring.

Lin Shu was startled, then laughed, and firmly held Xie Mingshan's hand back.

It was already evening when they arrived home, Lin Shu asked the taxi to stop at the entrance of the vegetable market, and the two went shopping together.

"Is it okay to eat boiled cabbage at night?" Lin Shu planned the menu and said, "Make a sweet and sour ball, and there is some pork belly at home, buy two green peppers and stir fry, and then make a yam pork rib soup. What do you think? Sample?"

"I think the green pepper can be removed." Xie Mingshan and Lin Shu have been together for a long time, and they are not as picky as they used to be. They actively make suggestions for their own meals: "Buy some garlic sprouts and make oily pork."

"It's okay." Lin Shu silently wrote down the vegetables to buy, and when she turned around, she saw that the stall that had been vacant for a long time was open again.

"Sister Chang, are you back?" Lin Shu smiled and ran over to say hello.

"Hey, no, it's been empty for several months. If you don't come back, it's not a waste of money." Sister Chang is still smiling, but she looks like a lot of vicissitudes. Grow white hair.

"It's good that you come back, I don't want to buy vegetables at the next door." Lin Shu felt sad when he saw it, but he also knew that a few light words of comfort were useless, so he changed the method and quietly ran on the pit next door with Sister Chang. The woman who loves him, makes her happy.

"No, I heard about it before I came back. She has been trying to take over my stall." Sister Chang showed a bit of complacency on her brows: "As a result, the administrator has not agreed to say anything. When I come back today, those Those who went to her house to buy vegetables have all returned to me. Otherwise, you still have to be sincere in doing business, and the business will not be good if you are short of money."

Lin Shu talked to Sister Chang a few more words before buying vegetables and paying the bill.He scanned the QR code, only to see that Sister Chang had changed her profile picture. The previous profile picture was a photo of her throwing a scarf in the Red Square when she went to Russia, but now it was her grandson who was still in his infancy, a little bigger and pink tender.

"I heard from the fruit seller that the child went back to his hometown with Xiao Yang in the end, but he made an appointment before the divorce. Sister Chang will pay the child support, but she can't change the child's surname, and she can't stop Sister Chang from visiting the child." Go back On the way, Xie Mingshan shared the gossip he had just heard with Lin Shu.

"Sister Chang is now pointing to this child to live." Lin Shu sighed.

The dead disappear in time, and people always have to give birth to new sustenance in the difficult life, like a light in the dark, staggering, always going on.