Chapter Twenty-Three: A Little Girl Who Doesn't Like to Eat
Walking out of the door, Chen Yang saw at a glance that parked in front of the main gate of his house was a rugged shape, streamlined body, six-cylinder eighty-one valves, with the name of "Violent Beast", Rekronte off-road vehicle.
The silver-white shiny car door opened outward, and several mermaids rushed out, and it turned out to be Chen Yang's mother and the third sister's family.
The situation is wrong, there is definitely a problem, Chen Yang's ability to observe words and expressions is not bad, and he can see at a glance that there must be something, his mother is a person who can't hide things, and everything is written on his face.
When I left, I was happy and smiling, but when I came back, my face was sallow, depressed, and I couldn't lift my spirit, like a wilted daylily, there must be something wrong here.
Looking a little deeper, the third sister Chen Xin's face was also yellow, like a cracked old bark, without luster and moisture, and her left and right hands were holding a little girl who looked the same and was as beautiful as a porcelain doll.
This is Chen Yang's twin nieces, counting the days, the two little girls are five years old this year, which is the age of being alive, but now they are sick, like a small fish lacking water, their bodies are as thin as firewood, their eyes are dull, and they can't feel the youthful vitality of children at this age.
As for Chen Yang's third brother-in-law, Zhou Feng, he didn't see anything unusual, his face was still calm, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he was very calm.
Speaking of which, Zhou Feng can be described as a successful career, just turned 30 years old this year, graduated from Tiannong University of Science and Technology, has a master's degree, and is currently a special agronomist of Beidahuang Group, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, and has three properties in the provincial capital, a standard successful person.
What happened, Chen Yang wanted to know, but he couldn't speak, so he had to call in an old-fashioned way: "Come on, come on, don't pestle outside the house, drive in." ”
"Yuanyuan, Lingling, do you miss your uncle, is the little turtle I gave you last year still alive, won't you starve to death?" Chen Yang stepped forward, full of enthusiasm and vitality, like the sun in the cold winter, dispelling the cold and illuminating the whole land.
Entered the door, sat down, brewed the high-grade Tieguanyin, smelled the mellow and fragrant tea fragrance, drank it all, and a faint Zhilan breath slowly touched from the nose to the throat, and the limbs were indescribably relaxed and happy.
As soon as this person put his heart down, the chatterbox opened up in an uproar, and a few people said a word, and I said a word, and the words that were held in my heart were poured out in one go.
I see, after listening to it for a long time, Chen Yang finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.
Yuan Yuan and Lingling, Chen Yang's twin nieces, suffered from severe food poisoning not long ago, but fortunately they were rescued in time, otherwise their lives would be in danger.
No wonder these two children, listless, like flowers lacking moisture.
As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, and it is not a matter of a day or two for this body to be raised.
It's really annoying to say, the nutritious lunch in the kindergarten is just a lack of catties and two, and it actually uses gutter oil to cook.
Gutter oil, garbage quietly flowing in the city's sewers. Some Taoists process it and turn it into "edible oil" on the table.
Every day, a large amount of dull, cloudy, reddish paste is fished out from there, and after only one night of filtration, heating, precipitation, and separation, these foul-smelling garbage can be transformed into clear "cooking oil", and finally sold at a low price and returned to people's tables.
The main ingredient of this three-no product, known as "gutter oil", is still triglycerides, but it has many more pathogenic and carcinogenic toxic substances than real edible oil.
It's too much, children are the flowers of the motherland, the sun of tomorrow, and now it is not as precious as before, children are more precious, and if something happens, a family will be ruined.
It's pitiful to say, Yuan Yuan and Lingling, since the last time they had food poisoning, they have suffered from Yan zhòng's anorexia, they can't eat anything, they can only drink some milk and millet porridge, so they have to vomit several times a day, eat as much as they want, and see this body lose weight day by day, but adults have no choice.
Anorexia is an eating disorder characterized by ordinary people deliberately causing and maintaining a weight significantly lower than the normal standard through forced dieting and other means, and belongs to a category of physiological disorders related to psychological factors in the field of psychiatry.
All in all, this is a heart disease, but where to find the right heart medicine?
The Provincial People's Hospital, the Military Region Hospital, the Imperial Capital Tertiary Hospital, and the famous private medical club have all been there, and there is no use for them.
In the end, I listened to the words of an 80-year-old old Chinese medicine doctor in the military region, took the child back to nature, found a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and slowly treated it with time and landscape as medicine.
Therefore, the third sister took her two children and her husband and returned to her hometown to find a glimmer of hope.
It is really not a good feeling to see the two children who used to be as delicate as flowers and as happy as a little monkey become what they are now.
I still remember that when Chen Yang graduated last year, he gave them two little turtles, and the little smiling face was innocent, full of immature childishness, as pure as crystal, without a trace of dirt.
The atmosphere in the room was very heavy, filled with a sense of decay, everyone couldn't find a reason to speak, and a heavy shadow shrouded their hearts, like a thousand pounds of boulders, making people breathless.
"Click, click." The sound of eating came suddenly, startling everyone present.
What about the round and the spiritual?
Where did you go?
At this moment, a few people in the house realized that at some point, the two little girls were gone, and they couldn't see anyone.
It's okay, it's messy enough, a few adults present hurriedly stood up, looked around, panicked, at this time, nothing can happen.
Chen Yang was not in a hurry, followed the voice just now, and rushed into his bedroom, the scene in front of him surprised him, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't believe this scene.
The two little girls, wearing a white snowflake skirt, thin like a little radish, were lying on Chen Yang's Simmons bed at this time, holding a crystal pumpkin, one on each side, with both hands, gobbling it up, and the transparent juice overflowed, soaking the mattress and sheets.
The mother, the third sister Chen Xin, and Han Feng all showed the same expressions as Chen Yang, they were so shocked, looking at the little gobbling up of these two children, how could they still have a little anorexia, this is simply two little greedy snakes, small stomachs and bottomless pits, and a small half of the crystal pumpkin the size of a basketball has been gnawed.
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