Old Man Guan picked up the meal brought by the old lady, two buns in a plastic bag, and a cup of soy milk, all of which were cold.
Old Man Guan picked up the thermos bucket that the third son had brought. The mutton soup was still a little hot, and the steamed buns were also warm. He drank a mouthful of the mutton soup and sighed with satisfaction, "My grandson is really attentive. Changshun, I think you should go back to work."
Zhou Changshun quickly said, "Uncle, I came in a hurry this morning and didn't prepare anything. I will make sure you have a good meal at noon."
Old man Guan picked up a shaomai and stuffed it into his mouth. "Is it okay? If not, don't force it. I use a full warehouse and it's quite convenient for me."
"No compulsion. Isn't it my duty to serve you? I am younger than Brother Li. You will understand when you use me." Changshun is also a good talker. Old man Guan didn't like to pay attention to him before. Apart from his honest appearance, he was not honest at all. Sure enough, his vision was still very sharp.
If the third brother were here, he would definitely scold him. "The old lady wants to kill you, you saw it a long time ago. Are you keeping her around just for fun? Do you think you're lucky enough?"
Old Man Guan ate all the steamed buns and mutton soup. That was the meal for the two people brought by the third brother, and Old Man Guan ate it all in one meal.
The old lady was furious. He ate so much and wasn't afraid of being bloated to death. He then had diarrhea and urinated, and her son had to take care of him.
The old lady was right. Not long after Old Man Guan finished eating, he had to go to the bathroom.
Changshun held his breath and did not dare to show any disgust on his face as he served Old Man Guan. Perhaps because he had eaten too much, Old Man Guan had diarrhea. He had diarrhea five or six times in the morning, which made Changshun's face turn green.
He had never treated his own father like this. Thinking of old man Guan's property, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
The old lady felt even more sorry for her son. She was so distressed that she almost made herself sick to death while helping him.
Lunch was brought by my daughter-in-law. There were four dishes: fried pork lungs, fried shredded potatoes, fried cabbage slices, and fried tofu. The staple food was millet porridge.
Old man Guan looked at the food and his face fell.
"Uncle, Changshun said you have diarrhea, so I made something light." Changshun's wife smiled wryly. She was reluctant to give the old man a good meal. She was so distressed about the taxi fare that she had to pay for it.
"Let me call Mancang. You guys can enjoy the meal." Old Man Guan picked up the phone and was about to call.
"Old man, you have a bad stomach and can't eat greasy food. Wait for two days before you feel better and I will definitely make you something delicious." The old lady must be helping her daughter-in-law. Even if she has diarrhea now, there is no need to cook anything good. They can suffer a little, but their wallets can be saved.
Old man Guan did not listen to the old lady's urging and called Li Mancang, "Mancang, I didn't eat lunch, please send me some food."
"It's already twelve o'clock and you haven't eaten yet. If you hadn't told me earlier, it would be too late to make it now. I'll go buy some for you."
"Your Uncle Guan has diarrhea and can't eat anything. Mancang, please don't bother him," the old lady shouted into the phone.
Li Mancang... Old man Guan had already given Li Mancang instructions last night about how to deal with various emergencies. If there is really diarrhea, can diarrhea be controlled manually?
"I understand. I'll be there right now," Li Mancang agreed and hung up the phone.
"You old man, what can we do to you? You have diarrhea, so you have to avoid your diet. It's all for your own good," complained the old lady.
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