MTL - I am a Chef in the Modern Era-Chapter 23 Shrimp tofu

The old Yangtou was seriously ill and slept for a night. When he arrived at noon the next day, he woke up. Lin Biao called the porridge bought by Shen Fu on the table. He had not eaten and was already cool. Lin Yiyi took the porridge to the microwave in the hospital.

However, in the end, it was a stomach ailment. Lao Yangtou did not have any appetite for eating. He took a few mouthfuls of grass and put it down. He looked at the people in the ward and asked Lin Yiyi. "What about Xiaofu?"

"There is something going out."

I didn’t show up after I received the message last night. After I bought it, I left it again. I didn’t know where to go.

Old Yangtou nodded.

"Small, what about your phone?"

Lin Yiyi took out the mobile phone and handed it over, and did not ask the old Yangtou what to do.

When Lao Yangtou took the mobile phone, he began to call by number. Whoever asked Lin Biao was also clear, except for his, Yang Yang’s only remembered the landline in Yang Jian’s country.

In the ward, there are only two old Yangtou and Lin Yiyi. I don’t know how much Shen Fu spent. This ward is still a single room. Lin Yiyi has never been to this place and naturally did not notice. Lao Yangtou is thinking about it. Other things didn't care about this for a while.

The room was too quiet. The voice of Lin Yiyi’s mobile phone was exceptionally clear. The phone rang for a long time and there was no sign of picking up. When Lao Yangtou thought that the phone would not be ready to hang, the phone was picked up. Yang Xiao’s voice was just overwhelmed by the sound of just sleeping. “Who!”

Old Yang’s head licked his mouth. “Xiao Xiao, it’s me.”

Yang Xiao didn't know if he didn't respond or how, violently said, "Say name! You, yours, who knows who you are?!"

Old Yangtou didn't think that Yang Xiao didn't even hear his voice. It was a bit stunned by Yang Xiao's voice, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Yang Xiao is impatient. "You said no to talk, don't talk, I hung up!"

The old Yang head moved his mouth, and this said, "Xiao Xiao, I am your grandfather."

Yang Xiao listened to it. He looked at the number displayed on the landline. It was an unfamiliar strange number. It was not a landline at home. No wonder he could get in. I remembered Zhao Xuemei’s instructions not to pick up Grandpa’s phone and let Yang Xiao hesitate. For a moment, but only for a moment, I heard the old Yang head coughing over there.

"What happened to Grandpa?"

Yang Xiao also called his grandfather. Does that mean that Zhao Xuemei’s words on that day were really just words? Old Yangtou felt a little happy in his heart, and his tone was lighter. “Nothing, nothing, your dad?”

Yang Xiao slammed down on the sofa and his head was still groggy. "Go out."

Old Yangtou sighed, and heard Yang Xiao’s voice also looked weak and asked him, “Xiao Xiao, did you sleep well last night? How can you feel weak?”

"Well, I went out to play cards last night and came back in the middle of the night." He also lost a clean and he did not say.

Old Yangtou remembered the things that went to their homes yesterday, and asked, "Are you not at home yesterday? How is there no one at home?"

"Yeah, did you come over yesterday?" Yang Xiao suddenly got up from the sofa and remembered that Zhao Xuemei said that if Grandpa came to the door, he would call him. Is it really like his mother said, Grandpa is going to take the real estate license? Brought it? "Grandpa, what are you doing here?"

It’s a bit strange to ask this question. Old Yang’s head doesn’t care, saying, “Nothing, just want to see you.”

For a moment, the old Yangtou had some remorse. After all, he really didn't want to sell the house. If he didn't sell it, it was the best, so he didn't directly tell Yang Xiao that he came with a real estate license.

Yang Xiao saw that he did not mention the real estate license, but also some irritability. It was not what he thought. It meant that Grandpa still refused to let go.

He glanced at the phone again, Yang Xiao said, "Who is your cell phone from Grandpa?"

Old Yangtou has no mobile phone, he knows.

Old Yangtou looked at the bed and quietly sat down and gave him the fruit of the forest, and his mouth curled up. "It's a small one."

Who knows that Yang Xiao’s name is on fire when he hears the name. “Small and small, Grandpa, you are very intimate!”

Old Yangtou did not know that the sentence annoyed Yang Xiao, still worried, he heard Yang Xiao said.

"I know it, the house house you are reluctant to sell, the restaurant in the restaurant, you let people live in white and drink, and even if you talk, you are all elbows, I see that the mother said it is true!"

Old Yangtou helped an outsider and did not help his bad luck. He had been hovering over Yang Xiao’s heart. Plus, Yang Yangtou had been dissatisfied with selling the house and lost the anger of last night to let Yang Xiao suddenly I was ignited, and I said nothing at all, thinking about what to say.

Old Yangtou’s, "What is your mother saying?"

Yang Xiao’s tone is a bit sinister. He passed through the earphones straight into the eardrum of Lao Yang’s head. “That said Lin’s intention is that you are raised outside the wild grandson!”

The face of the old Yangtou’s face was trembled with a burst of white air. He really did not expect that Zhao Xuemei actually said such words, or in front of Yang Xiao’s face, his angry hands were shaking. The voice could not help sinking. "Xiao Xiao, don't listen to your mother!"

Yang Xiao snorted. "The house you are reluctant to sell, it will not want to leave it to him..."

The old Yangtou’s first angry hang of Yang Xiao’s phone.

He always thinks that this grandson is still small, and his temper is not good. After he has a bad temper, he will be more polished. Although he is not good at speaking and doing things, he can grow up, but it is only until today that Yang Yang’s grandson discovered that his grandson Has been taught to be a person exactly the same as Zhao Xuemei, and he does not know how to repent.

Old Yang’s head stretched out and touched the pillow and wrapped the real estate license on the side of the pillow. He took back the idea he had thought of before. The house should be left to Yang Xiao, but now, he can’t let Yang Xiao like this. The ruin of life is in the hands of Zhao Xuemei, and they can't make them think that this is their thing.

Lin Yiyi put the phone in his pocket. The old Yangtou’s face was too bad. He didn’t dare to ask what was wrong.

Yang Xiao also stunned over there. He grew so big that he had never been treated like this by the old Yangtou. After the initial horror, he was even more angry. He did not reflect on what he said, but he felt that he must have been He said it was in the middle, so Grandpa was angry and angry.

When I thought about it, I was even more angry. I threw the phone on the wall and slammed it into a few pieces.

The couple next door heard the movement in the house. They thought that someone was there. They knocked on the door and knocked for a long time. Yang Xiao opened the door from inside. The old man said, "Yang Congjun is your grandfather. "Although living together, but the old man has not seen Yang Xiao several times, the last time I made a mistake, this time must be asked clearly, can not make a mistake.

The fierce mention of his grandfather, Yang Xiao did not respond with a good voice, "Yes, what happened?"

The old man said, "Your grandfather is ill, and he is still in the hospital. Please go see him."

Yang Xiao didn't think that the old Yangtou was actually in the hospital. He was going to talk. He heard the old man say, "You tell me what happened to your descendants? Grandpa didn't know if he was sick, or two outsiders sent him. The hospital, there is no one at home, you have not received the phone? Your grandfather said that your grandson is not as good as an outsider."

Originally, the old man was angry with Lao Yang, but he said that he just stepped on Yang Xiao’s painful foot. Yang Xiao did not ask how his grandfather was sick. How did this person know, but a sigh Closing the door, said, "That also tells me what to look at! Don't go, he is not my grandfather in the future, don't call me if you die!"

The old couple were stunned outside the door. I don't know why the relationship between the family was so stiff. I didn't expect Yang Xiao to say such things. He said again and again, "It's really awkward to say nothing."

Even if an outsider is sick, there is not such a big hatred, let alone a grandfather, no matter what, this is not a attitude of being a grandson.

Lao Yangtou still doesn't know that Yang Xiao has put down his words and decided to stop calling him. He is still angry. Zhao Xuemei is nonsense in front of Yang Xiao, and Yang Xiaoxiao also follows nonsense. He asks himself, he really has no place to be sorry for them. Why are they all the same to him?

Even the wooden man has a bit of fire, let alone him.

If this is the case, then the son of such a grandson should not be worth mentioning. Anyway, there is no difference between it and no.

Old Yangtou thought, my heart could not help but feel sad. I thought of my wife who was gone, I didn’t know why I had been so hard in my life. Finally I looked at Lin Yiyi and thought that this was the last comfort that God gave him.

It was not until the afternoon that Shen Fu came back, thinking of Lin Yiyi that they had not eaten yet. When they came back, they carried a take-away box that didn’t know where.

"I haven't eaten yet, I brought a takeaway."

Lao Yangtou sat on the bed and barely smiled and said, "I don't want to eat, you and Xiaoyi eat."

Shen Fu suddenly saw that the old Yangtou was not right. Look at Lin Yiyi, Lin Yiyi shook his head, Shen Fu would understand.

Take out the takeaway box, which contains several dishes, steamed fish, fried yam, shrimp tofu, are simple and easy to digest dishes, and a soup, light but fragrant, Shen Fu side while looking at I saw Lin Yiyi and said to the old Yangtou, "Grandpa, eat a little, I bought so much, don't eat too much waste."

In the end, I was finally licking the old Yang head and eating it.

After waiting for everything to be packed up, Shen Fu quietly asked Lin Yiyi, "What happened to Grandpa?"

Lin Yiyi looked at the old Yangtou, who was still sighing in the ward, and said, "Besides them, who else can make Grandpa so angry."

Shen Fu blinked his eyes. "Hey, don't filial grandson is mad, what should such a grandson want him to do?"

Lin Yiyi reached out and grabbed Shen Fu’s mouth. "Do not let Grandpa hear this, he will be sad."

Shen Fu also looked in. The old Yangtou’s hand was holding the real estate license. After reading it for a while, he finally smiled. “Reassured, Grandpa has made a good decision.”

Some things, when broken, continue to be rebellious.