What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

Inside Jiangbei Fulu Nursing Home.

Zhang Xiaoan squatted on the ground, holding a bowl of white porridge in his left hand. He put his right hand holding the spoon to his mouth to gently blow away the hot air floating on it, and then gently put the white porridge into Mrs. Yuan's mouth.

"Be obedient, open your mouth, ah~"

Mrs. Yuan opened her mouth and revealed a mouthful of white dentures: "Ah..."

"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it...is it delicious?"

Mrs. Yuan nodded, her expression as good as a little girl who had just been weaned.

"As long as it tastes good, come on, wipe your mouth." Zhang Xiaoan took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

Every time Mrs. Yuan finished a mouthful of porridge, he would thoughtfully wipe the rice soup from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

From the current perspective, others will think that Zhang Xiaoan has the temperament of a filial son and a virtuous grandson, and he takes meticulous care of Mrs. Yuan.

From a practical point of view, Zhang Xiaoan felt very sorry for Mrs. Yuan, who suffered from Alzheimer's disease at a young age.

Unlike me, I am still lively and vigorous even at my age, mainly because I look young!

Not far away, Fang Moxuan and Yuan Feifei looked at the warm scene in front of them with smiles on their faces.

Especially Fang Moxuan, who couldn't hide the proud look on her face.

She wanted everyone in the world to know.

The man I am looking for is the best in the world!

"Baby, your boyfriend is really good!" Yuan Feifei couldn't help but praise.

"Yeah, I just liked him for being down-to-earth, steady, good-natured, and patient." Fang Moxuan was also very happy.

Zhang Xiaoan’s behavior is very embarrassing to himself!

The two looked at each other and smiled, then walked side by side to the pavilion. In their ears, they heard Mrs. Yuan saying to Zhang Xiaoan:

"Dad, I'm full and want to sleep."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Fang Moxuan stopped, the joy on her face disappeared, and her forehead was immediately covered with a black line.

"Shhh~" Fang Moxuan whistled, hooked her fingers at Zhang Xiaoan, and motioned for him to get over quickly.

Zhang Xiaoan received the signal, calmed down Mrs. Yuan, then ran to Fang Moxuan with eunuch steps, and asked: "What's wrong, sister?"

"Hiss..." Fang Moxuan took a deep breath and asked with a dark face: "How old are you...grandma? How old are you? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

"No, I...she recognized me as her father. My son lied and I didn't say a word!" Zhang Xiaoan spread his hands in frustration.

It is impossible to shorten one's life span, after all, one's age is at stake.

Mainly because Mrs. Yuan took advantage of herself by calling her daddy.

How can I explain this to the outside world?

Could it be that by saying that he has lived longer than the bastard and that he has the attributes of an elderly person, others will respect him?

It’s simply unrealistic!

"Xuanxuan, please stop making things difficult for him. Grandma is so seriously ill and her mind is confused. She often doesn't recognize people or identifies the wrong people. You can't blame him for this."

After hearing what Yuan Feifei said, Fang Moxuan stopped pursuing Zhang Xiaoan's "responsibility".

Most elderly people suffering from Alzheimer's disease are called "old children". In fact, everyone understands what this disease is.

We all know that elderly people with this disease usually do many behaviors that ordinary people cannot understand.

Fang Moxuan also knew in her heart that Zhang Xiaoan was not to blame for this matter, but that Mrs. Yuan had called her boyfriend daddy, and she felt a little sorry for Yuan Feifei no matter how she thought about it.

There was no choice but to scold Zhang Xiaoan, which was also a disguised form of protection for him.

Yuan Feifei looked at Zhang Xiaoan: "Brother, can we discuss something?"

"Say something."

Yuan Feifei glanced at the pavilion. Mrs. Yuan was sitting there sleepily, wanting to sleep but not daring to sleep. She looked at Yuan Feifei and Fang Moxuan cautiously, as if to guard against thieves.

Seeing this, Yuan Feifei lowered her voice and whispered: "While grandma is more dependent on you now, can you help me coax her home?"

"Okay, I'm the best at lying to people," Zhang Xiaoan said, feeling a chill rising on the back of his neck. He immediately changed his words and said, "Of course, I have always had a clear conscience when it comes to love."

He felt that if his reaction were even one second slower, he would be slapped hard by Fang Moxuan on the back of his head.

"Thank you then. This meal tonight does not count. I will treat you and Xuanxuan to another meal alone someday."

Zhang Xiaoan waved his hand: "Your business is Xuanxuan's business, and Xuanxuan's business is mine. We, as a family, do not speak the same language."

Fang Moxuan on the side nodded with satisfaction.

My stupid ass is finally enlightened and can finally speak a few human words.

……

Since there was a party in the evening, Zhang Xiaoan and others did not waste time.

Under his eloquent eloquence, Mrs. Yuan's legs were almost lame due to his deception. She enthusiastically packed the luggage for the nursing home by herself, got on the Wrangler and ran towards home.

Mrs. Yuan was previously sent to a nursing home because her children had to go to work and they did not have much time and energy to take care of her.

But now Mrs. Yuan's condition is very serious.

people.

It is always when a loved one is seriously ill that you realize that health and family ties are more important than anything else, not to mention that Father Yuan is a wealthy man.

to this end.

Yuan Feifei's two aunts quit their jobs and moved back to the Yuan family's old house in the village with the high living allowance given by their biological brother, Yuan Feifei's father.

They hope that under the influence of the villagers and elders, old things will come back to Mrs. Yuan's mind and her condition will be relieved.

The Yuan family's old house is not far from the nursing home and is located at the foot of a mountain.

After Zhang Xiaoan drove to the place, he was stunned by the scenery in front of him as soon as he got off the car.

There is a river in front of the village, with mountains at its back, and you can hear the chirping of insects and birds in the mountains. What a blessed place for outstanding people to ascend and practice!

Zhang Xiaoan silently recorded this location in his mind.

Every time he failed to ascend, he had to cultivate for as little as three to five years, and as long as ten or eight years.

Now that I have a wife, there is no need to rush for promotion.

But Fang Moxuan is a mortal after all. Sooner or later, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and she will turn into a pile of bones.

Record this place and accompany her through this life. She will need it one day in the future.

After delivering Mrs. Yuan to Yuan Feifei's two aunts, and taking care of everything, Zhang Xiaoan and the other three drove back to the city.

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On the road.

Yuan Feifei sat in the back seat and looked out the window. She was not in a good mood, and she was chatting with Fang Moxuan.

Mrs. Yuan's condition made her very worried, but fortunately it was not a life-threatening terminal illness, which made her feel a little relieved.

Zhang Xiaoan saw that his wife really couldn't stir up the atmosphere in the car, so he had to interrupt and said: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much about the old lady's condition. Alzheimer's disease is simply a disease of damaged brain function and memory problems. It can be Cured.”

"Yes Feifei, medical science is so advanced now that grandma's illness is nothing." Fang Moxuan also echoed.

She was persuading, but she actually knew in her heart that Alzheimer's disease can be said to be caused by the degeneration of human body functions and is irreversible.

She also knew that this disease was incurable, but she didn't expect that her husband was very confident.

All she heard was Zhang Xiaoan's boastful words: "You don't need to find a doctor, I can cure this disease."

"What? You are a little medicine god lost in the world. Have you learned medical skills?" Fang Moxuan asked with narrowed eyes.

Zhang Xiaoan thought for a while and replied: "Well... I think so. I was injured and my memory was damaged, but I was cured later. It's a long-term illness."

"Pfft~" Yuan Feifei couldn't help laughing.

The guy has quite a sense of humor!

Zhang Xiaoan said nothing.

Whether he uses magic or borrows external forces, he doesn't want to explain his method of treating diseases, and he has no way to explain it. After all, this is the age of science and technology, and he himself has been trying to believe in science.

Hearing his words, Fang Moxuan was slightly speechless: "Can you speak properly and stop talking nonsense?"

"Well, um... I have a friend..."