"Dad, don't worry. I'll talk to my sister about going. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll buy it! Seeing that my father would suffer so much because of dieting, I expressed my greatest support for him without even thinking about it.

Afterwards, I thought about it. I think it has to do with personal perceptions. My sister expressed an attitude of almost blind belief towards dieting and wheat juice remedies. This may have something to do with the deep friendship between my sister and her classmates. If it were my best and most trusted high school classmate, I would probably believe what she said. However, when it comes to my sister's classmates, I only reluctantly supported it at first with the attitude of "I'd rather believe it than not believe it." Although dieting and wheat juice remedies sound somewhat reasonable, there are many aspects that are quite different from what the attending physician said. Therefore, when I saw my father suffering from the so-called diet and wheat juice, I inevitably chose to trust the attending physician with more professional knowledge.

Since I promised my father, I had to negotiate with my sister. When I came back to the city, when I mentioned this to my sister, I was surprised that my sister showed the same annoyance as my father.

My sister said that since she forced her father to go on a diet, his father would say it whenever he met people. Now the neighbors and even the whole production team know that my sister doesn't let my father eat well. Now, in the eyes of outsiders, my sister has become an unfilial daughter who is reluctant to let her father eat. In fact, as long as my father can recover, even if he is misunderstood or even scolded, my sister can endure it.

Once, my eldest sister (my distant cousin, the one who dropped my father off in a car, the eldest sister) came to my sister. And knocked on my sister's side and said, "Your father's situation is uncertain, what if it doesn't get better?" It's better to get more good ones for him to eat while he can now. As long as he wants to eat, buy him as much as he can. ”

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, Dad is not good, and because of himself, he didn't eat the good things he wanted to eat at the last moment." My sister didn't know how many times she sighed, "In this way, won't I have to be scolded by the world for the rest of my life?" ”

My sister still believes in the good effects of dieting and wheat juice, but she just doesn't dare to bet. My sister is hesitant now. My sister was worried that my father was having problems before the effects of the diet and wheat-juice were shown. Therefore, after I put forward my own idea, my sister's already hesitant heart was even more shaken.

"Alas, forget it, forget it...... As you said, Dad can eat whatever he wants. I don't want to worry about this anymore! My sister's obviously angry words were full of helplessness.

"Sister, don't be angry. Actually, Dad knows that you are good to him. It's just that you also know Dad's temper, and if it's something he identifies, it basically can't be changed. It's a complete conflict of ideas between you and your dad (by implication, not "emotionally"). But then again, I'm actually inclined to take the doctor's word for it. I don't believe that eating something meaty can create a chance for cancer cells to spread? I have always believed that whether cancer cells can survive and develop is actually related to the function of the human body. As long as you can resist it, even if there are cancer cells in the body, they will be controlled and nipped in the bud. If the body can't resist it, then no matter how much you pay attention to your diet, it is estimated that it will be in vain. Alas, for the sake of Dad's good mood, let's go with the flow. "I knew my sister must have been devastated by this, so I had to persuade her patiently.

"Don't worry, no matter how narrow-minded I am, I won't be angry with my biological father!"

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Since then, my father's tragic life of being tormented by wheat juice and dieting to the verge of madness is completely over. With my "strong advocacy", my father's recipes began to become richer. The most significant change is the addition of fish, meat and shrimp.

But contradictions are ever-present. With the end of the wheat-juice and dieting turmoil, a new problem has emerged. And this new problem is closely related to mothers.

Because my parents are determined to recuperate in the countryside, and my sister and I work from Monday to Friday, and it is impossible for me to stay in our hometown, so my mother is responsible for my father's normal diet.

My mother didn't go to school when she was a child because her family was poor. I don't know if it's because the literacy campaign has blind spots, or because the literacy campaign has moisture, but my mother has never been affected by previous literacy campaigns. To this day, my mother still can't read a single word, so she is an authentic farmer, and she can only be a farmer. My mother has cultivated the land all her life, so she has a deep affection for the land that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. At home, in addition to taking care of her father, her mother's mind was all about farm work in the fields.

No matter what you please, if you want to do it well, you have to put your heart and soul into it. Taking care of a person, of course, is no exception. When the diet plan had just gone bankrupt, I suddenly saw my meaty father, and of course some of them were just happy. But in order to have more time to work in the fields, the mother's so-called plan to improve her father's food was significantly simpler. For example, this time I was going to burn bone broth, so my mother would buy a lot of bones at once and boil a big pot of soup. And, in order to save money, my mother was reluctant to eat and drink even a little bit. So, in addition to the normal diet, only eat bone broth today. The most terrible thing is that the mother will store the rest in the refrigerator with great pity. The first meal, no doubt, must have felt very fragrant, after all, my father hadn't touched meat for a long time. The second meal may still feel okay. But what about the third and fourth in a row? Don't forget, my father had to eat seven or eight meals a day! At that time, my mother had to give my father at least two days to eat the same thing. Sometimes I even have to eat until my father is so angry that he says he will not eat again!

Near our hometown, there was a classmate of my father's who happened to be a contractor for fish ponds. Therefore, from time to time, I would get some fresh fish for my father to replenish. Once, the type and quantity of fish sent were a little too much. In order not to waste it, my mother actually let my father eat fish for a week. Eating made my father want to vomit. So, he yelled at his mother, "I don't want to drink fish soup again, I don't want to eat fish again!" "I once asked my father why he was so disgusted with fish. The father said indignantly, "You don't know! In the past few days, your mother has not only given me fish soup, but even the noodles and porridge are cooked in fish soup! If you've been eating like this for a week, you'll know how I'm feeling right now! ”

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