Chapter 611: Longevity Noodles

“...... All right...... It's nothing to eat the cake or not...... The old lady is all right. ”

Relieved from the sudden scene just now, the surrounding guests either smiled and waved their hands, or looked at the old lady in the wheelchair, asking with concern, and the voices were a little mixed.

“...... It's okay, my mom and she are fine, it's just a little cake. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said to the guests,

“...... I'm sorry, everyone......"

“...... It's good that people are fine...... Mrs. Cheng, we know your intentions, and we will understand them. ”

The guests laughed and talked, and an old man stood in front of the old lady who was slumped in a wheelchair, laughing and shouting at the old lady again.

The old lady who was slumped back in the wheelchair looked at her in front of her with a somewhat cloudy gaze as before, her mouth was still slightly open, her lips trembled slightly, and her whole body was still trembling.

“...... It's okay, Mom, no one will be angry. ”

“...... Yes, Mrs. Cheng...... We're all here to celebrate your birthday...... This cake is stained on the face, and it can be regarded as festive......"

The middle-aged man turned his head and said to the old lady in the wheelchair with a smile on his face, and several guests next to him also echoed, smiling and then saying to the old lady,

The old lady who was paralyzed in a wheelchair opened her mouth slightly, her lips trembled, and her cloudy eyes slowly turned, as if she was looking at the surrounding guests, and the middle-aged man,

Beside him, the boy who was standing with his head buried slowly raised his head, looked at his grandmother, and then at his father, who was still smiling on his face, was silent, and buried his head again.

At the table, a few greedy children who had gathered around first, looked at the remaining cakes on the table, which were still intact, and then looked at the guests who were smiling and talking, and there were some doubts in their eyes, as if they were wondering whether the remaining cakes would be cut.

The incandescent lamp on the bamboo pole next to it is lit, reflecting the shadows of the guests around,

Under the lamp, shadows mingled and laughter mingled.

......

“...... Mother? Then we won't eat cake. But I also cooked you a bowl of longevity noodles, and I'll serve it to you. ”

Some of the guests who had gathered around before dispersed? Then sit in your own seat? They talked and talked, ate and drank.

A middle-aged man turns his head? looked at the rest of the cake scraps on the table, and paused? Turn your head again? Smiling at the old lady in a wheelchair? Speak out loud,

“...... Mom, wait a minute, I'll bring it to you. ”

“...... Xiaoshan, look at your grandmother. ”

The middle-aged man said with a smile? Say hello to the boy again? Then he went into the hall again.

When the boy heard this, he looked up at his father, and then buried his head in silence, just standing where he was?

The old lady who was paralyzed in a wheelchair, first as before? Looking at the front of him in a daze, his lips were slightly open, still trembling, and he followed suit, slowly turning his somewhat cloudy gaze, looking at the boy who was burying his head, and his slightly open mouth was closed again.

I just stared at it in a daze, not knowing if I was looking at the boy or something.

......

“...... Mom, your stomach is not good, so I will cook the noodles a little worse. ”

Not long after, the middle-aged man walked out of the hall again, holding a bowl of noodles in his hand, sprinkled with green onions, and floating a piece of lard that had already melted.

“...... I remember when I was younger, I used to eat noodles in the house. Either my dad mentioned it, or you mentioned it, at that time, I thought it was my dad and mom that you both like to eat noodles. Later, I found out that it was Mom that you like to eat, and Dad is mainly for you. ”

Holding the bowl of noodles, the middle-aged man sat down next to the old lady, holding a pair of chopsticks, picking up the noodles in the bowl, and mixing the seasonings in the bowl.

The heat rose from the bowl with a churning motion, wafting in front of the middle-aged man and the old lady.

After the steaming heat, the middle-aged man smiled on his face, but his tone couldn't hear any ups and downs.

“...... Xingsheng also likes to eat noodles, he follows you, I follow my father. Every time he went back to the house to eat noodles, he could eat more, but every time I picked out some noodles from the bowl for Xingsheng, but I still couldn't finish the rest of my own......"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man paused,

“...... Xingsheng is no longer here, this noodle, my mother will treat it as our two brothers, cook it for you together, and give you a birthday greeting. ”

The middle-aged man smiled on his face and said, stopping the action in the mixing bowl,

The old lady rolled her somewhat cloudy eyes, looked at the middle-aged man, and just looked at the middle-aged man, trembling again.

“...... Mom, come on, you can taste it. ”

It didn't seem to see the old lady's trembling appearance, the middle-aged man smiled on his face, looked at the old lady, took chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and handed them to the old lady's mouth,

The old lady's mouth was still closed, she didn't open it, she just looked at the middle-aged man,

“...... Mom, take a bite, taste it......"

“...... Boom. ”

The middle-aged man was still smiling, looking at the old lady and saying,

And at this time, the old lady's hands trembled, as if she had exhausted all her strength, lifted up, and slapped the bowl, chopsticks,

The chopsticks were knocked out of the way, and the noodle bowl in the middle-aged man's hand fell to the ground.

The bowl was shattered, the noodles were scattered on the ground, and the noodle soup splashed all over the middle-aged man's face.

The old lady fell back and collapsed in her wheelchair.

On the side, next to a few round tables nearby, several tables of guests heard the movement here, stopped their movements one after another, and turned their heads to look at the voice.

Immediately after, the other tables of guests in the courtyard also stopped their chopsticks one after another and turned their eyes to this side.

In the courtyard, there was some quietness.

......

“...... Mom, are you okay, aren't you hot...... It's okay, it's okay...... There's still some noodles in the pot, so I'll give you another bowl. ”

didn't wipe the noodle soup on his face, the middle-aged man was a little anxious and flustered, said to the old lady in the wheelchair, stretched out his hand to help the old lady up again, and let the old lady slump on the back of the wheelchair, the old lady's hands were still trembling, her mouth was slightly open, looking at the middle-aged man, as if she wanted to say something,

“...... Xiaoshan, go to the house and bring another bowl of noodles to your grandmother. ”

The middle-aged man turned around, shouted at the boy next to him, turned around again, and then pulled a few pieces of paper, wiped some noodle soup stained on the old lady's face, and said to the old lady with concern,

“...... Mom, you're not hot, are you...... Your clothes are wet, so why don't I give you a new coat and put it on, so you don't catch a cold for a while......"

The middle-aged man said, wiping the noodle soup on the old lady's face,

The old lady first looked at the middle-aged man, then slowly rolled her eyes, looking at the boy who was walking towards the next room with his head buried in him.

The trembling hand gradually became a little lighter, but he just turned his gaze and looked at the middle-aged man,

“...... It's okay, it's okay, Mom...... What can I do with my rough skin and thick flesh, I'll just rub it later. ”

seemed to notice the old lady's slightly open mouth, and the middle-aged man wiped the noodle soup on the old lady's face, and put his ear to the old lady's mouth.

Laughing again, he turned his head and talked to the old lady.

......

“...... This old lady is really, all like this, and she doesn't stop, crazy ......"

The guests at the table turned back one after another, took chopsticks and ate their own meals.

At Lian Ge's table, Aunt Xu turned around, took chopsticks, ate again, shook her head, and said out loud,

Lian Ge turned his gaze, glanced at him, and didn't say anything.

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