"Hmph, so-and-so (place name) small wontons, I know, it's pure meat filling. Before the enema, eat? Is it because the doctor didn't remind you, or is it because you're not afraid of hard work, or even accidents during surgery? I retorted with some disdain.

When I broke the exaggeration, the uncle couldn't help but blush, but he still insisted on saying, "I just ate that night, believe it or not." With that, he prepared to leave again.

"Please wait a minute." It was my mother who spoke this time, "I don't know, where did you buy the so-and-so (place name) small wonton you ate?" ”

When the uncle heard this, the shame he had just felt immediately swept away, and he turned to me with a puffed up chest. It was a wordless demonstration. Look, boy, your parents should trust me more! If it weren't for the warning look in my eyes, I guess this one would have gotten carried away. "There are many small wontons that sell so-and-so (place name), but there is only one that really suits my appetite!"

The stinky look was a little unbeaten, but I could tell that what the uncle said was true.

"Which one? In what place? This time, it was the mother who asked.

"In the alley at the back of a certain mall, from west to east, the second one. Remember, don't go to the first one. Although the door is close to the door, the gap is still quite large. ”

"Thank you!" As soon as the uncle finished speaking, the mother hurriedly thanked him.

When I saw that my parents didn't seem to be leaving, I quickly said, "Mom, I've already had lunch." You can go to your sister's house to eat now, I guess you can still have time to take a nap. I was afraid that these "enthusiastic" uncles and aunts would make some random suggestions, so I had to find a way to support my parents.

"Well, that's fine." After the mother finished speaking, she walked with her father to the hospital room.

The so-called "middle-aged couples and old companions" have a deep understanding of each other when they reach the age of their parents. So, as soon as I arrived in the ward, my mother asked me, "What did your dad eat at noon?" ”

"Let's eat something lighter." I replied without even thinking about it.

"However, those people just now are right, after the surgery, you may not be able to eat for a long time."

Although the mother did not say it directly, the meaning was already very obvious. "I'm just afraid that eating greasy food will bring inconvenience to the enema at night......" Because I was afraid of increasing the psychological pressure on my father, the original "may bring more pain to my father" was forcibly swallowed into my stomach.

"Just now, the old man didn't say it, he ate it before the enema. Nothing seems to have happened. The main thing is that your dad also wants to try it before the operation. Seeing that I was not moved, my mother said what she was thinking more bluntly.

"My dad wants to too!" Hearing this, my heart ached suddenly. I know that the risks of such a large surgery are absolutely unknown. In fact, I don't know the bottom of my heart. Although that uncle is a bit annoying, what he said, "Maybe you won't have a chance" is also true. All those who have undergone this major surgery cannot rule out this possibility.

I know that my father is a bit introverted, and even if he has any ideas, he may not take the initiative to say them. Now, his mother, who knows his father better, has made such a request for him, and the father who was lying on the side did not veto, which shows that his father really wanted to taste the small wontons of so-and-so (place name).

I'm feeling very embarrassed right now. I don't know how to choose. From the point of view of the favor of the operation, I should refuse this request from my father; But if I take into account the great risks of the operation and the mood of my father (the patient's happy mood should be beneficial to the operation), then I should try to fulfill this wish of my father.

Seeing that I was hesitant, my mother continued, "When the doctor said to eat lightly, I guess I mean not to eat too much. Didn't the old man just say that snacks are okay? A certain (place name) small wonton, it is estimated that it is not much of a weight, eat it now, and it is estimated that it will be digested almost at night, and it should be fine. What's more, didn't the old man try it himself? He still eats at night, and it's all right. ”

I have also eaten a certain (place name) small wontons, my mother's words are not bad, the portion is not very large, it is really not good, you can persuade my father not to eat them all. Hey, in case of any accidents, at least it can be regarded as fulfilling my father's last wish. Bah, crow's mouth! Thinking of this, I finally made a decision in my heart. "Well, eat less, it should be fine. Mom, I'm going to buy it now, or are you going to have lunch first? ”

"You go buy it first." The mother replied as she looked at her father with very concerned eyes.

"I haven't had surgery yet! Who needs to be taken care of? Go and every one of you! I'll just be here alone. When my father heard this, he shouted with some displeasure.

From my father's words, I heard the concern for my mother, who knew that my mother had the habit of taking a nap, so he urged her to go over for lunch early so that she could have enough time to rest. At the same time, I could hear my father's eagerness, he didn't want to wait, he couldn't wait to taste the food that was praised by that uncle.

Thankfully, I agreed, otherwise my father would not have been in a good mood during the period before the operation. At this point, I'm glad I made a very wise choice.

Now, in my father's condition, I really didn't need to be taken care of, so I didn't say a word of nonsense and walked to the door. My mother seemed a little uneasy, but she couldn't resist my father, and she had to follow me out of the ward.

The city is not big, but it didn't take long for me to find that little alley. As soon as I walked in, I saw two unusually obvious signboards. When they got closer, they were really close together. I walked from west to east, and when I passed by a house on the west side, I saw that it was very deserted. I think it may be because of noon (most people don't choose a small amount for lunch). However, when I got to the second house, I knew that I was completely wrong.

Same snacks, similar house, similar layout, but the second one is completely overcrowded. When I walked in and saw the full house, I couldn't help but wonder why this business was so good. At that time, I had the urge to taste both of the small wontons that were close together. Of course I didn't, because I had business to do.

Fortunately, I want takeout, otherwise, I would have to stand and eat the food. Looking around, it is very simple to decorate, with two facades, which are filled with simple wooden tables and stools. The food price list that I am more concerned about hangs in a more prominent position.