happy looking back

statement? "Li Xiqing turned my silly head back, staring at me with bright eyes without blinking. I shook my head and laughed in my heart: there are so many extraordinary old people, there are still many ordinary people in this world after all.

"There are two folk sayings. Apple's "Ping" is a homonym for "Ping Ping An An". If Ping An is broken, it will not be peaceful." When I rolled my eyes, I found a silver thermos cup on the cabinet next to the hospital bed. , Thinking of Mama Li humming a lullaby beside me before falling asleep, my heart is warm and happy: Mama Li must be cooking nutritious soup.It seems that my father and I spent five nights designing a gift, which was a great success, and has successfully captured the hearts of Mama Li and Papa Li.The road ahead is smooth~~~

"There is another way of saying—" As soon as I unscrewed the thermos, a rich and fresh fragrance came out, "It's really fragrant! Turtle soup? Goji berries? Ginseng whiskers? Is it too early for me to drink this now? Nosebleeds from unbearable love, Gudong!" The saliva flooded under his tongue, "Gudong" swallowed his saliva, and cast doubtful eyes aside Li Xiqing who smiled strangely.

"There is another saying that if you keep peeling an apple, love will last forever, forever, forever, heart to heart~~~" I licked some dry lips, and I couldn't care less about hearing "long, long time", "time and age", "heart to heart" "The eyes are getting brighter and the corners of the mouth are more and more curved Li Xiqing.I figured in my mind that this soft-shelled turtle soup might have a miraculous effect on nourishing blood and coagulating Qi, so I turned my head to search for a spoon in the cabinet, only to find that the old man beside me was smiling and looking at me.My heart felt sore, and I unconsciously tightened the thermos in my hand.Grandpa, it's not that I'm stingy, I'm really afraid that you will not digest it if you drink it at the age of seventy.I am young and have just lost too much blood and need tonic.

"Gudong! Gudong! Gudong!" After drinking three gulps in one breath, he squinted his eyes and touched his stomach. A warm current slowly spread throughout his body, and even the nerve endings of his limbs and bones yawned lazily .When wiping away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, he saw that Li Xiqing was pursing his lips tightly, patches of dark red appeared on his stern face, and even his shoulders were trembling slightly.The deja vu scene made my gums hurt from hatred: a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry!It's ugly to eat, it's worth it to be happy!

"Baby is awake, he is in good spirits, let's see what delicious food Mama Li brings~~~" Mama Li cheerfully held up a thermos cup with cartoons of Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck in her hand, like a butterfly wearing flowers elegantly, bringing A faint fragrance of roses floated to my hospital bed.Behind him, Father Li was holding him in his arms without complaint, hanging on his wrist, and carrying countless large and small bags on his back, he staggered to the door of the ward and got stuck.

"Pig brains stewed with carrots, nourish blood! Smell it, it's delicious~~~" Mother Li enthusiastically unscrewed the "Mickey Mouse" thermos and handed it to me.Looking at the thermos cup, which is three times bigger than my hand, it looks like a small rice cooker, and the viscous soup inside is actually a strange brownish red. Why does this thing feel more vigorous than Hedinghong? I have no idea. Looking aside, Li Xiqing slashed the apple with a muffled voice.

"There are red dates, longan, wolfberry, and lotus seeds in it. These are some common health-preserving ingredients. Mama Li asked the old Chinese doctor specially. The children's body can't bear to eat soft-shelled turtles and American ginseng~~~" Mama Li explained this to me. The bowl of soup has magical effects, and I scooped a large spoonful of viscous maroon "Shiquan Dabu Soup" and handed it to my mouth.

My heart, liver, spleen, kidney and lungs twitched for a while. Isn't this a woman's postpartum blood supplement?Innocent eyes turned to Li Xiqing, he was still peeling apples, this is the seventh one, while Li's father was standing in front of the window sill, looking up at the sky, studying when the rain would stop tonight.

Looking at Mama Li's expectant eyes, my heart faltered, and my eyes closed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I handed over the spoon to Mama Li.The entrance is sweet but not greasy, smooth and delicious, without the slightest smell of pig's brain, but with a little bit of simplicity and sweetness of red dates, which reminds me of the fruitful winter jujube tree in my yard for a moment.

"More!" A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and sea water cannot be measured.No matter how beautiful the food is, it doesn't matter if it tastes good and fills the stomach, that's a good deal.What ordinary people among us talk about is reality, and we don't engage in fancy articles.Mother Li watched me open my mouth wide and made more, her eyes narrowed with joy.At the same time, Li Xiqing and Li's father let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at me with gratitude in their eyes.

"Where did you get the soup in your hand, baby?" Mama Li said, and the thick soup in my throat was suffocated back into my mouth, and the sporadic soup rushed into the trachea, so I held the soft-shelled turtle in my hand in a daze. Tang, coughing violently.

"Cough cough~~~, isn't it Mama Li, are you cooking?" Ignoring the tears in my eyes from being choked, I looked at Mama Li with the same surprised eyes in doubt.

"Turtle turtle and ginseng soup?! How can you drink this at your age? Where did the baby get this soup?" Mama Li took the thermos cup from my hand, tilted it over to look at the ingredients under the soup, and then turned her face seriously in thought , "It's absolutely bad intentions to give the child such a nourishing decoction! Who will give it to the baby?"

"Take it from the cabinet—" Is it like in the Hong Kong movies in the 70s, where no family enemies sneaked into the hospital and started killing? !Trembling and pointing to the cabinet on the left, I think my expression must be more miserable than Dou E's now. I have only been in Hong Kong for a few days, and the only person who can be regarded as the culprit is the "British lackey" Liang Renjie.At other times, I have been doing my duty, doing things conscientiously, eating and sleeping diligently, and sleeping in the crib from time to time to adjust my boring life, that’s all!

"That~~~It's not your bedside table, baby~~~" Mama Li said quietly, and then Xianbaiyu pointed to my right hand side, there was an identical bedside table with a basket of bright red apples on it.

"That--then, that--" I panicked and pointed to Li Xiqing, then to the bedside table on the left.

"It started to rain in the evening, so I sat on the left side, and the light and the view are good." Li Xiqing shrugged gloatingly, and once again let me know that this guy likes to watch me suffer.Thinking back on Li Xiqing's weird smile just now, he must have known that I would be so happy because of embarrassment.Although he hated his teeth, but when he thought of the more difficult matter in front of him, endless embarrassment and helplessness came to his heart.

"I'm sorry, grandpa, I drank your soup~~~" He held his mouth, wrinkled his face, and his eyes were listless and half drooping.With a pious and apologetic attitude, I sneaked a glance at the white-haired old man beside me, but was shocked to find that he was staring at me without blinking.I trembled all over, quickly lowered my head, and my face was burning hotly.

"I actually only had three sips—" No!Just drink it, drink more and drink less to compete on this, it's a bit shabby, or——.I mustered up my courage, looked at the healthy old man beside me, looked calmly at the old man's calm eyes, and said sincerely, "Why don't you drink me! Although the color is a bit brighter, it looks a bit like a crane's top——that, The food is delicious, filling, and easy to digest, and it is the most delicious food in the world!" Luo Luoda handed the "Mickey Mouse" thermos cup to the old man, and Li's mother beside him wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Li Xiqing's eyes.

"Pass me the spoon." The old man took the thermos without hesitation, and asked me for the spoon with a smile.I was ecstatic and offered the spoon with both hands.The old man was very satisfied with my respectful attitude, he reached out to take the spoon tremblingly, and began to eat with relish.

The old man was very unsteady holding the spoon, and it can be said that he was shaking very badly.It is very similar to the typical symptoms of senile Parkinson's disease, which is often referred to as "shaking disease".But the skin on the backs of the old man's hands was bumpy, and none of them was smooth.Although it is an old injury, it can still be seen that it was caused by the fire.

"It tastes good." The full half cup of thick soup went into the old man's stomach, wiped his mouth after eating, and returned the little "Shiquan Dabu Soup" to me.He ate and drank enough by himself, pulled off the quilt and fell asleep.

"Slow down!" Seeing me not shy away from the old man eating leftover thick soup, still eating with relish from the cup and used spoon, Mama Li's smile is proud and happy. Cooks always hope that the fruits of their labor will be recognized by their family members. I like it, it's best to eat until the bottom of the pot is licked clean.

People who have never been cold or starved will never imagine the feeling of being so cold that they become numb and lose consciousness, and so hungry that the Guanyin soil is full of food.As long as you have experienced it once, even if you die, you don't want to starve and suffer from cold again.

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After drinking Mama Li's loving "Shiquan Dabu Soup", and resisting Li Xiqing's sliced ​​whole apples, the bulging stomach finally felt relieved.Leaning back on the soft pillow, squinting lazily, hugging her protruding belly, she watched with admiration as Mama Li muttered about what black fish soup and pig brain soup to cook tomorrow.And I was looking forward to it, and my mouth was still full of ideas, and I suggested that Mama Li should not chop the ginger, because it would be too disappointing to eat ginger granules in the soup.

Satisfied with food and drink, the slacker climbed up his eyebrows, squinting his eyes and looking at Li Xiqing beside him, who was bathed in the soft light.Cold like a knife's edge, the temperament is often submerged under the indifferent and steady appearance, so that once a person shows a little bit of warmth, the feeling is like a mountain shaking and the heart is firm.

It was a rare time for literature and art. I thought about how to summarize Li Xiqing's status and depth in my mind, but found that it seemed to be thicker and more profound than I imagined, almost fused into the blood and carved into the bone marrow.Thinking about it, I felt a warm flow in my lower abdomen, ecstasy trembling all over, and I sat up on the bed suddenly