half-baked life

Chapter 56 He is the younger brother, and you have to let him be your older sister!
"Sister, do you feed dad this every day? It's too vegetarian, there's no meaty taste at all!"

On the night of the "special person coming to the house", Liang Yinglong made an appointment with Jiang He to come to help with the bath at 2 noon the next day. He had eaten lunch early and arrived at his father's place before 12 o'clock, rushing Liang Yingfeng to feed the old man. .

Liang Yinglong clasped his hands behind his back and raised his belly, as if the leader was inspecting. He glanced down at the small folding dining table on the bed and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Who said there's no meaty flavor?" Liang Yingfeng glanced at her younger brother who couldn't speak clearly, "Aren't these eggs and the minced meat all meaty? And before stewing the tofu, I had fried it in meaty oil. !”

"What kind of meaty food is this? Aren't you trying to fool dad! I see you have a big pot of braised pork stewed on the stove. Don't just think about Qianwen, but also give it to dad... Ouch, why are you stepping on my feet? Yeah, I was right!"

Liang Yingfeng almost made Liang Yinglong angry. His father always scorned and lost his temper with her because he had to control his diet. Today's meal was going quite smoothly, but now Liang Yinglong messed it up. Liang Zhenying became angry again and spit out all the food he had not yet swallowed. The food residue was mixed with sticky saliva. Not only the small dining table, but also the blanket covering his body suffered.

"I want to eat meat, I want to eat braised pork!"

Liang Zhenying even planned to overturn the small dining table. Fortunately, Liang Yingfeng was able to pull it down quickly.

"Have you lost your mind?" Liang Yingfeng wanted to slap the dinner table directly on her brother's face, "Dad, my blood lipids are high, and I'm paralyzed on the bed. I can't eat too much meat. It's so easy for me to coax him to eat." I took two bites...I'm fine now, and I don't want to eat anymore, so you can do whatever you want!"

She angrily shoved the small dining table into Liang Yinglong's arms, turned around and left the room. Liang Yinglong caught it awkwardly, spilling the vegetable soup on his hand.

"Sister, I...I don't know, I have good intentions. I'm afraid that my father will not be able to keep up with the nutrition if he eats these clear and watery things every day...Dad, it's true that you still eat like a child. Are you being coaxed? How old are you? Look at all this vomiting... Oops, I have to wash it for you again!"

In front of his son, Liang Zhenying behaved like a rabbit being stroked. He didn't dare to say a word even after being scolded to the head.

Liang Yinglong sighed, placed the small dining table heavily on the ground, and tried to pull off the dirty blanket, but Liang Zhenying actually held it tightly and refused to let him move.

"What kind of temper are you having? I'll change your bed and clean it...Hey, what does it smell like? Why...why does it stink?"

Liang Yinglong, who was fighting for a blanket with Liang Zhenying, flapped his nose vigorously, trying to find the source of the sudden odor.

"What could it smell like? Dad did it." Liang Yingfeng went to the kitchen to make a glass of milk and said lightly when she came back.

She handed the milk to Liang Yinglong, who was obviously still unresponsive, took a pair of disposable rubber gloves from the storage bag beside the bed and put them on, and then lifted up the blanket and quilt on Liang Zhenying's body.

Liang Yinglong was unprepared and just took a full look.

"Ouch! Sister, can't you buy some serious diapers for dad? This... this is so disgusting!"

Liang Yinglong grabbed the glass with one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other hand, complaining angrily and loudly.

"The doctor said that we should try to wear diapers as little as possible. On the one hand, they are not breathable, and on the other hand, they can easily cause bedsores."

As Liang Yingfeng explained, she quickly pulled out the soiled nursing pad from under her father's body, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can at her feet. Then she wiped Liang Zhenying's butt clean with wet toilet paper and roll paper. .

She planned to take two clean nursing pads from the bag at the end of the bed and put them on, but when she reached out, she realized that the bag was empty.

"Yinglong, help me get it from the bedside shelf..." When Liang Yingfeng turned around, she found that her younger brother had almost slipped out of the bedroom. Liang Yinglong's face was ashen, his eyebrows were twisted, and he looked as if he was about to be poisoned.

"Does it smell that bad? You are so pretentious. Hurry up and bring me a bag of nursing pads!"

"...Oh." Liang Yinglong reluctantly took two steps towards the house, but suddenly he retched. He immediately rushed out like a convulsion, almost forgetting to put down the milk. .

"I think it's almost time. I'll go down to greet those people who are helping with the bath... So what, you quickly open the window to ventilate, and don't smoke the house for a while!" Liang Yinglong did all the tricks, and everyone ran to the corridor. , and did not forget to remind Liang Yingfeng.

"Don't smoke you!" Liang Yingfeng replied loudly.

"He is a younger brother, and as a sister, you have to let him go!" Liang Zhenying, who had been silent until now, suddenly scolded Liang Yingfeng, who was serving him.

Liang Yingfeng, who was laying a nursing pad under Liang Zhenying's buttocks, stopped when she heard this. She took several deep breaths before she managed to calm down and finish the work.

She packed up the garbage and placed it by the door. She took off the soiled blanket and stuffed it into the washing machine on the balcony. She also went to the kitchen to reheat the milk.

But when the hot milk was brought to Leung Chun-ying's mouth, he refused to drink it at all.

"Would you like to drink it?" Liang Yingfeng was also annoyed and put the milk on the bedside table angrily. However, Liang Zhenying changed from his usual arrogance and unreasonableness, suddenly pursed his lips, and burst into tears.

Liang Yingfeng couldn't stand him being like this, so she had to give in.

"...Okay, I understand. Okay, why are you crying!" Liang Yingfeng helplessly wiped away tears from Liang Zhenying.

"You, you only have Yinglong in your heart. Your best friend can never be wronged in the slightest. As for my daughter, she deserves to have her teeth knocked out and blood swallowed, right?"

"...It's all...the same, the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh!" Leung Chun-ying defended.

"What's the same? There's obviously a lot of flesh on the palms of my hands!"

Liang Yingfeng scolded her father, but still put the milk to his mouth, "Drink it while it's hot. I have to go to the kitchen to clean up."

"...Why are you here? I'll wait here for you for a long time!"

Jiang He and the others had just gotten out of the car and had not yet moved the equipment out of the trunk. Liang Yinglong, who was sitting at the gate of the community playing chess with others, started shouting without raising his buttocks.

"Mr. Liang, our appointment was at two o'clock sharp, and it's not 01:30 yet." Jiang He said as he planned to take out his mobile phone and confirm the time with Liang Yinglong.

"Two o'clock? Ah, then I'll mark it as one o'clock. I'm getting older, and my memory just doesn't work... General! Hey, how about it? Uncle Qi, you have nothing to do this time!"

Liang Yinglong proudly tapped his river-crossing pawn with his two fingers together, and stood up with satisfaction.

"Hey, Yinglong, don't leave. Let's play another game. I was just...a little hasty in this game." The old man with a white beard who was losing chess on the opposite side was obviously unconvinced.

"No, all the people helping my dad take a shower are here. I have to lead them up quickly!"

"Yinglong, you are so filial. Your father's fate is really good!"

The person watching the chess game next to him sighed with envy, and others agreed one after another. Some people took the opportunity to complain about their children, "My son is almost forty. He got divorced the year before last, and his children are not with him anymore. Now I stay at home every day, not going to work, not making any money, and my temper is getting worse and worse, and I can't give any orders. I have already thought about it. When I get older, I will sell the house and live in a nursing home to avoid causing trouble at home. It’s annoying!”

"It's not easy for young people to make money now, so we should be more considerate."

Liang Yinglong was obviously very impressed by everyone's praise. He smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, "Then I'll go up first, and you guys can take your time."

(End of this chapter)