"Old Chen, Old Chen, no matter how angry you are, you can't poop and pee randomly."
"I've already cleaned up for you three times today. I'm just outside. If you need to go to the bathroom, what's the harm if you call me?"
"The doctor said you're not incontinent yet. Aren't you just looking for trouble?"
Old Chen cursed incoherently, "You... took my son's money, so you should... serve me well."
Uncle Li's face was filled with gloom. "I took your son's money to serve you, but I didn't charge him for incontinence. Besides, I serve you very carefully every day, unlike those who just do it casually.
Look at you, your body is so dry and clean. You haven't developed any bedsores even after lying down for several months. I've done my best, why are you angry with me? "
Old Chen ignored him completely. His personality became extremely strange after he became paralyzed. Even if Uncle Li spoke to him nicely, he might suddenly start cursing.
Uncle Li dealt with him again, but after returning home and thinking about it again and again, he finally decided not to continue taking this job.
It is becoming increasingly difficult to communicate with Chen Weiguo. It's as if if you are paid to serve him, you must poop and pee on the bed to get your money's worth.
Uncle Li is not the kind of person who is so short of money that he has to do this kind of work. His children are filial and give him some money from time to time. Even if he does nothing, he will not starve to death.
Serving Chen Weiguo was just finding something for himself to do, but although he was not afraid of hard work or dirt, he really couldn't stand this man deliberately finding trouble.
If Chen Weiguo was incontinent due to physical reasons, Uncle Li would continue to work for him out of pity. There was nothing that could be done about it. This kind of disease is really pitiful.
But Chen Weiguo is a man with a simple heart and he deliberately makes trouble for others.
After much deliberation, Uncle Li decided to turn down the job.
Chen Xiangbei felt embarrassed when he heard this. Uncle Li had never come to complain before, and he didn't know that his father was so shameless now.
But Uncle Li was the most kind-hearted person Chen Xiangbei could find nearby. He wanted to offer more money to keep him, but he still refused.
He had to take care of another old man's poop and pee and change his clothes every day. The old man did this on purpose. No one could stand it. Even if the price was high, Uncle Li would not agree.
Seeing that he was really unwilling, Chen Xiangbei had no choice but to give him another red envelope and part ways amicably.
After Uncle Li left, Chen Xiangbei took advantage of the night to go to Old Chen's place. Seeing him glaring at him, he was so angry that he almost laughed.
"Dad, since you don't want Uncle Li to serve you, that's fine. He really doesn't want to serve a difficult old man like you. I will find someone else for you. As for how he serves you, I can't do anything about it."
Old Chen couldn't speak clearly and kept yelling and cursing at him.
Chen Xiangbei knew without even listening that they were definitely scolding him for being unfilial.
It doesn’t matter. No matter what these children do, the old man will not be satisfied.
Chen Xiangbei said that there was nothing he could do, but he still carefully selected someone to serve him. However, after a few days, the man couldn't stand it anymore and even preferred not to take the money for those few days and didn't want to serve the old man. He left a note on their table and ran away.
It just so happened that during those days, Chen Xiangbei was sent out for business, and Chen Xianghong was resting at home because of severe morning sickness due to her pregnancy. Chen Xiangdong and his wife never came again after being scolded several times by Old Chen.
So no one noticed that this hateful old man was in a situation where no one was serving him.
Old Chen was lying in bed alone and hadn't eaten for several days.
On the first day that man ran away, Old Chen was unaware of it and continued to pee and poop on the bed as he always did in his usual way. But after a long time no one came. He was so angry that he secretly decided that when Chen Xiangbei came to see him, he would complain severely and say that he was not doing his best.
But the man didn't feed him all day. Old Chen was hungry and cried even louder, but no one came in until evening.
The next day, Old Chen was so hungry that he was seeing stars. The stench from the bed and the stickiness of feces and urine on his body made him feel uncomfortable all over, but still no one brought him food or wiped his body.
At night, Old Mrs. Yin found something wrong. Old Chen had not opened the door of his house all day, and there was no one taking care of him. Old Mrs. Yin wanted to go in and take a look.
But she was a little afraid to go in alone, so she called Old Lady Wang and her husband Old Zhang.
The three of them held kerosene lamps and walked in carefully.
"Old Chen, are you okay?" Old Mrs. Yin asked in a low voice.
The bedroom door was tightly closed and there was no sound.
Old Lady Yin and Old Lady Wang looked at each other and saw uneasiness in each other's eyes. Could it be that Chen Weiguo was dead?
As the only man among the three, Zhang Xingfa volunteered to walk to the front and open the door.
Soon, a strong stench hit them in the face, and the three of them covered their noses at the same time.
Out of basic courtesy, they pushed themselves forward and slowly walked to the bedside.
Old Chen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his cheeks sunken. The bed was dirty and messy, and there were even flies flying around.
It is early summer now. Even a healthy person will stink if he doesn't take a shower for a day, let alone Old Chen who has feces and urine all over his body.
That man didn't take care of him as seriously as Mr. Li did before. He hadn't been given a bath for a day or two before he ran away.
When Old Chen scolded people, they ignored him. As long as he didn't starve to death, they didn't care about anything else.
Until later, people didn't want to do it anymore.
Under the pressure of Old Lady Wang's gaze, Zhang Xing reached out with a bitter face to check his breathing.
Although it is faint, it is still there.
Zhang Xingfa breathed a sigh of relief. "He's not dead, but he seems to be close to death."
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