The Daily Life of the Immortal King

As soon as Mr. Wang entered the villa, he went to the toilet, and all the way around, riding a little three rounds, this **** was really panicking. Nearly seventy years old, the body of the father is still tough. Except for Alzheimer's getting worse, all other functional indicators have shown normal after a regular physical examination at Xiuzhen Hospital.

However, despite severe Alzheimer's disease, the father and mother would not care that the old man would lose himself ... Because the old man had been driven by Wang Ling for three small rounds and had the ability to automatically guide the way. And the most important thing is, the old man rides effortlessly.

Otherwise, relying solely on the strength of the old man, riding a little bit from the suburbs of the neighboring city would not be possible ...

I heard that my father was here, and Wang's father hurriedly ended his work. Those who can make Wang's father awesome in the king's house, except for the mother of the mother and Wang Ling in the runaway state, are the only fathers. Wang Ling remembered that when Grandma was still alive, Dad was actually more afraid of Grandma, but unfortunately, Wang Ling's grandmother died before Wang Ling was born. It is said to be terminally ill.

At that time, Dad ’s father was sad for a long time. After Wang Ling ’s birth, Wang ’s dad kept fantasizing. If Wang Ling could be born a few years earlier, maybe her old man would not die.

It is a pity that there is no if in life, and it is broadcast live every day ...

Mr. Wang's Alzheimer's disease was also obtained when his grandmother died. When he was young, Mr. Wang was a romantic figure and owed a lot of romantic debts. Among them, it was his own wife who was most affectionate. So as soon as Grandma Wang Ling left, she hit the father quite well.

In the living room, Dad lit a cigarette: "Is the restaurant booked tonight?"

Mother Wang nodded: "It has been booked at Ju downstairs. It was originally booked at the Kitchen God shop, but the owner has been busy recently. And it is said that the price of egg fried rice has risen again! It originally sold 288, but now it is 988! It's just stealing money! "

Wang Ling: "..."

Wang Ling knows that there is a place called Kitchen God Restaurant that has been very hot recently. A little-known restaurant has attracted countless heavyweight customers with only one bowl of egg fried rice.

Wang Ling felt suspicious of the identity of such a boss. Either an old man in the realm of cultivation, or a gangster who came through ... If neither is, then it is very likely that he is carrying a certain system and is blessed by the power of the system! The subject of the portable system is not new, and Wang Ling knows that this has been a project that Wang Ming has been studying in recent years. At present, many portable systems have been invented to conduct secret experiments in various places ...

"Forget it, Ju is also good to go downstairs."

Dad Wang glanced at the small three rounds parked behind the garden: "Why so many apples?"

"It was brought by Dad. He remembered that Lingling liked to eat oranges when he was a kid, but it was a mistake ..."

"..." Dad covered his face and sighed: Dad's dementia is really getting worse!

And it seems ... constipation seems a bit severe! I haven't seen him in the toilet for a long time ...

Wang Ling also felt very helpless about this. With Wang Ling's current ability, he can easily wipe out cancer cells in his body, but ... Wang Ling is incurable like neurological diseases like Alzheimer's.

What's more, the situation of Alzheimer's disease is very complicated, which is entirely caused by heart disease. If it is a physical problem, Wang Ling can handle it directly and treat it directly. Especially in the field of orthopedics, Wang Ling's treatment method is quite superb. After years of development, he has completely surpassed German orthopedics!

Not long afterwards, the sound of flushing the toilet came from the toilet, and the old man slowly paced out. When he came to the living room, the old man grasped Wang Ling's hand, and looked at Wang Ling strangely: "Jiao, I haven't seen each other for only a few months. Why are you so young? You eat Zhan Yan again ... that stuff has a preservative in it! "

"..."

Dad Wang: "Dad! ... I'm your son!"

Father Wang shook his head, stunned his head, and then patted his head: "Oh! Right, right! You are my son! Then this kid ... is he shocked ?! What about our order?"

"..."

Mr. Wang is a person who loves ghosts very much. When I entered the house before, Alzheimer's disease did happen. But now, Wang Ling can see that the old man is pretending. This trick can deceive the father and mother, but not the king.

Upon seeing Wang Ling's eyes, the father and mother immediately understood: "Dad, you are a lot of years old, and you still like to joke."

When the old man saw that his trick was discovered, he smiled cheerfully: "In the end, our order is terrible. Say ... at night?"

"Dad, we're going to go out. They're all booked. I'll wait for you."

"Don't don't do it. What restaurant is it? It's so expensive. Is there food in the house?" Asked Mr. Wang.

"Have……"

"If you don't, it will be!" The old man took off the black cloth cap on his head, exposed his big bald head, and rolled up his sleeves: "Do n’t you move tonight, let me show you both hands."

"Dad, I don't think you're struggling ... What if Alzheimer commits another problem while cooking?"

"What does Alzheimer care about when I cook !? I just forget you all, and I won't forget how to cook the dishes!" The old man gasped.

For cooking, Mr. Wang is somewhat stubborn. Because before the retirement of the old man, he was a chef who repaired star-rated hotels and had been in business for more than 40 years. For three hundred and sixty-five days, even if the father is allowed to cook three meals every day, as long as the ingredients are sufficient, the dishes will not be repeated.

The old man is a strange man. When he was in the culinary world, he received a lot of apprentices. Follow the happy cooking theory, which was taught by the master of the old man. As for who the Master is, not even Wang Ling knows it, because the old man is now suffering from dementia, which has caused a lot of confusion about the past memories. Even using memory retrieval may not find any useful clues. On the other hand, forcing a search may deepen the symptoms of dementia in the elderly.

After all, the subject is still his own grandfather ... Even though Wang Ling is full of curiosity, he doesn't gossip to this point.

"Do n’t move today. Although I am old and my brain is a bit difficult to use, my body is still tough. I am a good grandson who has participated in four-day activities to see if he is thin!" She took off the apron hanging from the kitchen door and tied her waist. UU 看书 www.uukanshu.com

"Dad, do you want me to help?"

"Let me find out what the oil and salt sauce is, and then help me see what's in the house."

"There are spinach and radish in the refrigerator, and a little pork ..."

"Well, I saw bananas on the table in the living room. I can make a fruit platter later. Back then, my angry banana was a must!"

The old man opened the refrigerator, his eyes brightened: "Are there pig ears? Well ... Yes, the sauce burns the ears!"

What kind of cooking style does Wang Ling always feel familiar with: "..."

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