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The door of Song Zhixin's house stayed for a while before opening. Song Zhixin's wife opened the door, and when she saw Li Weiqiu, she smiled.

Song Zhixin's wife is neat and clean, because she is thin and has white skin, but she is obviously quite young, less than fifty. But between his eyebrows, he was a little haggard.

She opened the door and didn't speak, and went straight back to the bedroom.

Song Zhixin knew that Li Weiqiu was going to drink, and he had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, when he heard the door ringing, he came out to greet him with wet hands.

"It's going to be fine soon, you guys do it first. ”

He was about to go into the kitchen to continue his work, but was stopped by Li Weiqiu.

"Old Song, you also rest, let this kid come, his cooking skills are high. "Li Weiqiu knows Hua Jitian's cooking skills.

"How tall?" Song Zhixin was not embarrassed. People come to be guests, but let people go to clean up the dishes, which is not very like words.

"It's two or three stories high. Li Weiqiu said.

"So high?" Song Zhixin was surprised, he could make Li Weiqiu say that two or three stories were so high, it was high enough.

"I'll come, I'll come. ”

Hua Jitian felt that he showed his hands, and Song Zhixin Lubao was also happy for a while, and he quietly went up and down his hands to take the opportunity to touch some experience or something, which was also convenient.

"The dish is basically washed and cut, you just need to fry it. Song Zhixin took off his apron and handed it to Hua Jitian.

"Well, look. ”

In front of Luo Chuanshui and Wu Qi, Hua Jitian has no confidence in his cooking skills at all, but in front of mortals like Song Zhixin, it is not too easy to pretend to be a force, after all, it is a sixth-level cooking skill, even if Hua Jitian's skills are not skilled, he is already standing at the top of the Chinese culinary world.

Only cooking a little home-cooked food, in fact, you can't use sixth-level cooking, two or three levels are enough. Take the vinegared shredded potatoes that Hua Jitian is making, if he is not an extremely professional chef and a food expert, he can't tell whether it is a second-level cooking, a third-level cooking, or a sixth-level cooking.

Hua Jitian kept stir-frying vegetables in his hands, and his heart was a little strange, when the guest came to the door, Song Zhixin's wife opened the door, and went back to the bedroom and didn't come out again, which was not very etiquette. She also seems to be a well-read, gentle and virtuous woman, so she shouldn't be so rude.

Could it be that she is sick? But looking at her appearance, although she is haggard, there should be nothing wrong with her body.

Hua Jitian was thinking blindly while cooking, but it didn't affect the speed.

Hua Jitian is worthy of being a sixth-level cook, and his speed is very fast. At his level, cooking in the family kitchenette is completely overkill.

After a while, Hua Jitian brought all the dishes to the table, four hot dishes and two cold dishes, and one stewed pork ribs in advance, and Hua Jitian made a seaweed egg drop soup. The pork ribs didn't taste good enough, so Hua Jitian processed it a little more.

"It's all good. Xiaohua's level is definitely not inferior to that of a star chef. Song Zhixin said.

"Pretty much. Li Weiqiu knew that Hua Jitian's cooking skills were quite good, but he hadn't eaten it either.

"What do you mean by almost, much better than them, we are the culinary champions of Whitewater City. Hua Jitian was not satisfied with Li Weiqiu's evaluation. He fumbled in his arms for a long time, made a small card, and threw it on the table.

Song Zhixin picked it up and looked at it, happy. It's really the champion medal of the Whitewater City Cooking Competition not long ago. He also knew that there was such a No. 1 competition in Whitewater City, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, and he didn't know who the champion, runner-up and third place were. If you're not a culinary or a housewife, no one cares much about this kind of champion.

"I can't imagine you still have it with you?"

"Since I was a child, I have had such a first place, so I can show it off at any time, haha. "The meaning of the flower pole is precious, because it is scarce. I have to be the first to have such a first, so I naturally attach importance to it.

If you have been a top student since you were a child, and you will return to the first place, this gold medal will not be interesting.

"Haha, then you have to put it away, don't lose it. Song Zhixin teased.

"A must. Hua Jitian cherished it and put the gold medal in his arms. Hey, this kind of card, at a critical moment can really bluff people, if you have time to go to a place like an advertising printing agency, and then customize a few, in case you can pretend to be forced at any time.

Li Weiqiu rolled his eyes when he heard the calf's Hu Chai. This goods must have been thrown in the storage space, and at this time I quietly took it out and put it in handful, but said that it was carried at any time.

At this time, Song Zhixin's wife came out of the bedroom, she first gave Li Weiqiu and Hua Jitian an apologetic smile, and then took a plate from the kitchen, picked up a little bit of each dish, and brought it into the bedroom.

Li Weiqiu didn't say anything, as if he knew everything. But Hua Jitian was very confused.

A hint of gloom flashed in Song Zhixin's eyes, and then he smiled: "Come, let's start." ”

Dangdang, the knock on the door came up again.

Song Zhixin was strange, but Hua Jitian stood up: "The one who delivered the wine." ”

Opening the door, the supermarket guy brought the wine in.

Song Zhixin was surprised: "What are you buying so much wine for?"

Li Weiqiu touched his chin: "You ask him." ”

Hua Jitian touched his head: "I can drink, I'm afraid you won't have enough wine." ”

"That's not much. Song Zhixin said. Three boxes, eighteen bottles, three people can drink for at least a week.

"Almost. ”

Song Zhixin didn't say anything anymore.

Three people began to drink. At this time, Song Zhixin's wife came out with a plate again, with a smile on her face, but her eyes were red.

"Old Song. Jintong still has to eat. ”

"Quick, serve more. Song Zhixin was overjoyed.

Hua Jitian began to wonder again, the old couple's performance was really rude in front of the guests. But Song Zhixin and his mouth, who seem to be gentle and kind, should not be so rude.

Just like Song Zhixin, although he is the chief appraiser of the Tianbao Zhai Baishuicheng Branch, his status is second only to the general manager of the branch, but he has no frame at all, and even the senior cleaner Lao Liu Tou is a friend of him.

There must be a reason for the performance of the old couple now.

Hua Jitian, the calf, couldn't hide something in his heart, and looked at Li Weiqiu with frowns, hoping to have a reasonable explanation.

Li Weiqiu's old god was there, taking a sip of wine and ignoring him.

Song Zhixin's wife brought the vegetables into the house again, and Song Zhixin didn't care about accompanying them, so he followed his wife into the house to see.

After the two of them entered the bedroom, Li Weiqiu put down the wine glass.

"Strange?" asked Li Weiqiu.

"Sort of. "Hua Jitian told the truth.

Li Weiqiu said: "Actually, there is nothing that can't be said. Lao Song has a son who is a fool. ”

"But before the age of ten, I wasn't stupid. When I was in elementary school, I fell from the upstairs one day and hit my brain, and I was stupid from then on, and I didn't speak, and I couldn't close my eyes. I have seen famous doctors all over the country, and they all say that they can't see it at all. After a long time, they also recognized. A fool is a fool, Lao Song earns a lot of money and can afford it. ”

But in recent years, Song Jintong has become anorexic, he doesn't eat anything, even if he buys food from a star-rated restaurant, he rarely eats a few bites. If it is a normal person, it will always be better if you can communicate, but Song Jintong can't communicate, so you can only rely on injecting drugs, and the effect is very poor. ”

"He's getting thinner and thinner, and sometimes he has to inject nutrient solutions. The doctor said that if he still didn't eat, it would be good to survive the New Year. I found him a master of medical Taoism, but there was nothing he could do, and he couldn't cure him. Li Weiqiu took a sip of wine.

Hua Jitian suddenly realized, from the beginning to the beginning, all the incomprehension has an answer.

Lao Song's wife wants to accompany her son, so naturally she has no time to entertain them.

And their son has not eaten for a long time, and the doctor said that if he doesn't eat again, he will die, and the old couple will inevitably be sad.

Now that I can eat it suddenly, how can I not make the old couple ecstatic. Compared with his son's life, being rude in front of an old friend is nothing. And since they are old friends, how can they care about the rudeness of the old couple.

"I found you, what a blessing you are. Li Weiqiu said.

"yes. "Hua Jitian is very proud. He himself sometimes thinks so.

The two drank wine, and Song Zhixin came out of the bedroom, his eyes were red like his wife's.

"Thank you. Song Zhixin said.

"You're welcome. If it works, I can come over often. "Flower pole heavenly way.

"Maybe it's really bothering you. "Song Zhixin is a little sorry, but there is no way.

All for the sake of his son's survival. For many people, they have done their best to survive.

"No problem. ”

Hua Jitian's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, because he suddenly thought of Wu Qi. Wu Qi's madness can be cured, and Song Jintong's stupidity may also be possible.

However, Wu Qi was self-depressed and not for a long time, while Song Jintong was injured by an external force and had been stupid for more than ten years, even if it could be treated, it was estimated that it would be more difficult than Wu Qi.

"Well, can I meet your son?"

"See Song Jintong, there's no problem, it's okay. Song Zhi's confidence was a little strange, but he also agreed.

In fact, Hua Jitian wanted to see Song Jintong, and it was not a very polite thing, but Song Zhixin thanked him for cooking, which made his son have a good appetite, and he didn't care about Hua Jitian's impoliteness.

He felt that Hua Jitian might be a teenager and just curious, so he wanted to meet an uncommon patient like Song Jintong.

The three stopped drinking and went to the bedroom together.

Hua Jitian saw that a skinny young man was sitting on the sofa on the balcony of the bedroom, while Song Zhixin's wife, half-squatting, fed him with a spoon one bite at a time.

The young man was too thin, skinny, and his muscles were bursting out. Because there is almost no flesh on the body, the skin on the body, including the face, is wrinkled against the bones, forming wrinkles, which looks like mummies.

Because it was so thin, even the elastic autumn clothes and pants didn't hold up, and they were loose and baggy, like oversized clothes.

His eyes were even more peculiar, gray, and unfocused.

"Song Jintong. Hua Jitian tried to shout.

"It's useless, the doctor said, he doesn't have a basic stress response anymore. Song Zhixin shook his head and sighed.

"Then why did Auntie just say that he still wants to eat?"

"This ......" Song Zhixin was stunned for a moment.

"It's not that he wants it. It's just my feelings. It turned out that when I fed him, I would eat one or two bites at most, and I would never open my mouth again, but this time, I ate a large plate, and you see, he was still eating. Song Zhixin's wife's tears rolled down, she hurriedly held back, raised her arm and wiped it.

"I haven't eaten for a long time, but this time I ate so much, I'm afraid my stomach can't stand it, so let's feed less. Li Weiqiu said.

"Yes, yes, yes. Song Zhixin and his wife loved their son, but they didn't expect this.

As soon as Song Zhixin's wife heard that it was reasonable, she stopped feeding it. Sure enough, Song Jintong didn't want it at all, swallowed the last bite, and looked at a place blankly.

His pupils were dilated and unfocused, no different from a newborn baby.

Hua Jitian walked over and said softly, "Auntie, shall I take a look?"

Song Zhixin's wife thought that Hua Jitian was just curious, and she was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't say anything and gave way. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.