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It's useless to move the parents out this time, Third Young Master Wei refuses to move.Shao Dong only persuaded him once, and then no matter what Wei Feng said, he just listened and didn't speak.

He doesn't want to get involved in the affairs between the two brothers.This time it's not that the level of medical care is insufficient. The doctor said that it doesn't matter where you live.

Shao Dong could see that Wei Feng was very busy and didn't have much use for breakfast, so he pushed the bowl aside and turned on the computer to browse files. Northerners are not used to southern breakfast.

During the day, when everyone was around, Shao Dong went home and bought a fortune fish, also called black fish in the north. This fish is slippery and has no scales.Chop the fish into pieces and fry them in oil. When both sides turn slightly yellow, put them in a casserole and simmer with lotus root and ginger. The soup is milky white, and the fish is soft and delicious.

Shao Dong went to the hospital with the stew pot.This pot was bought by his father when he was hospitalized. Putting it on the fire for a while can keep warm and can continue to heat and cook food, but the taste is not as authentic as a casserole. Shaodong usually uses it as a thermos.

When he was about to arrive at the hospital, Shao Dong bought some old noodle steamed buns, the kind sold on the street on a three-wheeler. He didn't think much about whether people would like them or not, so he went to the ward with his things.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, the room was filled with the aroma of soup, Wei Feng raised his head.

Uncle Zhang looked at those steamed buns and shook his head, he didn't care, but the young masters of the Wei family made steamed buns differently from other people's, not so big.

Wei Chen likes to eat fish, so he sat up without moving his hands, Shao Dong picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into Wei Chen's hand, it was soft and hot to the touch.

Shao Dong gave Wei Chen a bowl and fed it spoonful by spoonful. The fish had no small spines except for the main spine.

Shao Dong turned around and saw Wei Feng leisurely biting steamed buns and drinking soup, and there was a pile of fishbone bones on the tea table.Uncle Zhang and Qian Yuchang were busy cleaning up the dishes, and Uncle Zhang burped untimely.

"Eat it while it's hot, the soup will be a bit fishy when it's cold." Wei Feng put down the bowl and chopsticks without changing his expression, he didn't bother to look into the pot.

Shao Dong glanced at the pot, there was only some soup left, and the lotus root was eaten up.

"The youngest one finished eating and went for a walk." Wei Feng stood up and half pulled and half dragged Wei Chen off the bed. Shao Dong's pitiful appearance of eating steamed buns made him unable to stay any longer.

The stomach is warm and the sun is good.Wei Chen walked for a while, felt sleepy, leaned to the side, and immediately stood up straight.

Wei Feng was so depressed that the fish soup in his stomach was fermented, "Youngest, do you have thorns on your body?" He clinged to him every day when he was a child, but now he doesn't want to see him anymore.

Wei Chen: "It's too hard, I'm not used to it."

Wei Feng didn't speak any more, the winter sun was mild and not glaring, and he lost some of his vigor.He sighed, and helped Wei Chen back to the ward, "Shao Dong is not a playful kid, and he can't afford it, so if you don't have a long-term plan, stop here." People in their position can easily destroy other people's lives.

Wei Chen's face turned cold at the moment, but he didn't say anything, and no one would believe him when he said some things.

Wei Feng thought for a while and said, "Tell me the truth, are your eyes able to see already?"

Wei Chen didn't hide it from his elder brother, "You can see the general outline."

Wei Feng sighed, he understood what the youngest was thinking: "You, I will not care about the matter between you and Shao Dong from now on."

If it wasn't for the youngest in his family, the younger brother he held in his hand since he was a child, he really wanted to beat him up, "Youngest, you are thirty years old anyway, don't be so childish, Shao Dong is really worried about you."

Wei Chen didn't show any shyness, and raised his chin with his hands behind his back: "Even if I saw it, he would still treat me like this."

Wei Feng endured it, turned around and left.

Wei Chen's eyes were covered with gauze, he couldn't see at all, and he was still complacent: "This is called fun. Hey, people who have been divorced don't understand... people?"

W City's winter is cold and damp, and the dishes are filled with chili peppers. Although Wei Chen said that he can order takeaway, he can't eat takeaway food at all.Qian Yuchang simply took care of it and asked Shao Dong to cook on the small stove in the cafeteria, saving him the hard work of running around.

Two meals a day are not too tiring, but Wei Chen is very delicate this time, warm honey water has to be brought to his mouth, food has to be blown cold and fed into his mouth, and Shao Dong has to wait for him to wash his hands and face, not to mention For things like taking a bath in the toilet, Shao Dong had to accompany him throughout the process.

If it wasn't for Wei Chen's age of [-] and his fine white teeth, Wei Feng really felt that Shao Dong was treating the youngest in his family like a baby.He couldn't help sympathizing with Shao Dong.Think about yourself, there are people who wait on you when you go home, but everyone else is paid, except for parents and brothers, how many people can treat him like this.

While Wei Chen was resting, he pulled Shao Dong to persuade him, "The youngest has hands and feet, you have to let him do something by himself." Although he was very pleased that someone pampered the youngest, Shao Dong was only 20 years old, a child , from the very beginning, I didn't know if I could control the youngest in the past.

In his mind, Shao Xiaopang is soft and glutinous, such an honest child is too rare, he should be carefully cared for as a national treasure, not as calculating as the youngest.

Shao Dong didn't take it seriously: "Of course Mr. Wei needs to be taken care of when he's sick, and people who are blind need to be cared for even more."

Wei Feng wondered why they didn't take good care of Wei Chen, but after thinking about it carefully, many things were done by the servants.They were worried in their hearts, and they inevitably had a lot of scruples in speech, for fear that they would make the youngest feel uncomfortable if they said a wrong sentence, but it was this kind of caution that made the youngest feel the pressure.

And Shao Dong didn't shy away from his illness at all, he would tell Wei Chen openly no matter the result of the examination was good or bad, and he never kept Wei Chen from it.

"Mr. Wei Feng, don't worry, I will take good care of Mr. Wei."

Wei Feng took a deep look at Shao Dong, and booked a flight home that night.The Chinese New Year is approaching, and the company has many things waiting for him to solve.If it was someone else, he would be worried, but Shao Dong treats Wei Chen well from the bottom of his heart, to put it bluntly, Shao Dong cares more about Wei Chen than their brothers, so he has nothing to worry about.

On Monday, when Shao Dong went back to school for the exam, Wei Chen asked Shao Dong to choose whether to drive or let Uncle Zhang send him.

For the first time, Shao Dong drove to school.High-end cars are parked at the entrance of the Conservatory of Music for a long time, but few students drive luxury cars to and from school, which is too ostentatious.He asked where he could park, and parked the car in the parking space next to the teaching building next to the grove.

In the morning there is an exam for culture, and in the afternoon there is another exam. The Lake District Hospital is not far away, but there is only so much time for lunch break. Wei Chen told Shao Dong not to run around, but to go in the evening.

Shao Dong feels good about himself and is going to ask Wu Fan for dinner after the exam.Wu Fan's examination room was in another building, and he was going to take a shortcut through the grove to see if the car was safe.

The car is fine, but there are two children squatting beside the car.

A little older, about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a pair of exaggerated sunglasses, black sheepskin folder against the bristling hair, showing a bit of punk style.The other, about seven or eight years old, was dressed very orthodoxly, with a plaid trench coat, woolen pants, a wool cap with ears, and a mask with a deformed metal pattern around him. He was playing with a tablet in his hand.

The teenager wants to be handsome and not warm. He puts on the earphones and holds the child in his arms, and uses the child dressed as a small cotton ball as a windshield.

Shao Dong thought it was a child from a teacher's family, so he walked over when he saw that the car was fine.

The boy was still sniffing, the child in his arms stopped his fingers and pushed him, "Brother, drum stick."

Shao Dong has a habit of bringing his drum stick bag with him wherever he goes, and knocking a few times when he has time.The zipper of the stick bag broke before he could fix it, and the sticks were exposed.

The boy immediately jumped up and ran forward holding his younger brother's hand: "That fat man in front... fat brother..."

Shao Dong stopped, turned around and looked around, there was no one in the woods, he must have been calling him, "Call me?"

The boy hurriedly rushed to Shao Dong, and laughed a few times, "Excuse me, are you a drummer?"

Shao Dong nodded, "Who are you looking for?"

The little boy said with a straight face and no expression: "Look for my aunt."

The young man quickly covered his mouth, "No, let's just stroll around."

Shao Dong glanced at the young man's thin clothes, "It's cold, you don't wear too much clothes, go back early."

The young man took off his glasses to reveal a pair of peach blossom eyes, and looked at Shao Dong with a smile: "Where is the classroom where you learn drums?" This fat brother is very nice.

Shao Dong patiently explained: "Although they are all percussion instruments, there are many types of drums, such as Chinese drums, jazz drums, and African drums. The classrooms for different specializations are also different. What's your aunt's name?"

The young man was dizzy when he heard it, and he knew that the future sister-in-law would play drums, "The drums are very good, and she is very beautiful, it should be jazz drums." The one my uncle likes is definitely the best.

Shao Dong pointed in the direction: "The jazz drum is over there on the fifth floor, but classes are over now." There was only one girl in their class, and she kept saying that she didn't have a boyfriend, so she had a husband.

The little boy said solemnly: "My aunt is not..."

The boy hurriedly covered the boy's mouth, picked up the boy and ran away, "Thank you."

Shao Dong looked at their backs and shook his head.Letting the children run around looking for relatives, what to do if they are cold in so little clothes, as a parent, it is too out of tune.

A certain big boss who was thousands of miles away suddenly sneezed, "Didn't you pick up anyone after getting off the plane? Find me!"

There is central heating in the cafeteria, Shao Dong was not in a hurry to leave after eating, and sat with Wu Fan for a while, Shao Dong tapped the table with a drum stick to move his wrists, and Wu Fan lazily rubbed his stomach.

"I don't have to eat for one or three meals in the school cafeteria. If it's not too cold and I don't want to move, I really don't want to come to the cafeteria."

Wu Fan happened to see the two children coming in from the gate, and quickly said to Shao Dong, "There are so many rich people these days."

Shao Dong looked back, "It's just how children can tell if they have money or not."

"If the pair of sunglasses he is wearing is not fake, at least five figures."

"It's not just a pair of glasses."

Wu Fan rolled his eyes, "Can you pay attention to other things?"

The two were talking, and the boy brought the child over and stood by the dining table. The boy asked very gentlemanly, "Can we sit here, please?"

Wu Fan nodded nervously.

The boy sat down and took off his glasses, looked at Wu Fan carefully and shook his head, this is definitely not the case.The little boy in his arms stared at Shao Dong with big round eyes, "Auntie."

Wu Fan almost slipped off the bench, and held onto the edge of the table, "Then what, he's a man." Afraid that the other party might not understand, he stretched out his finger to explain: "Don't think he doesn't have a beard, but he's just like you guys." It's long..."

Shao Dong raised his hand and tapped Wu Fan's finger: "Don't teach children badly."

The little boy didn't speak, and looked down at the blacked out screen. The tablet was out of power, and there was nothing on the black screen, but he still watched seriously.

The young man sucked his nose. He was exposed to the cold outside just now, and now he was blown by the hot wind again. His nose felt a little uncomfortable.

Shao Dong asked: "Have you eaten?"

The boy looked at the dishes on the plate with distaste, "No need, let's just sit down for a while. What's the name of the coolest guy in your class?"

Wu Fan said triumphantly, "Of course the coolest drummer in our school is Shao Dong."

Shao Dong couldn't sit still for a moment, and just about to say something, the young man rushed to ask: "Really? Is he handsome?"

"Of course he was on TV. He's so handsome, are you his fans?" Shao Dong was very handsome when he was playing drums, but he didn't talk nonsense.

The young man stroked his hair and tossed his head, showing an expression of 'Brother is too handsome to have any friends'.

The little boy raised his head, "Hungry."

Shao Dong stood up: "You have to clock in to buy food here, I'll go buy something to eat, is there anything you don't want to eat?"

"Do not eat peppers, celery, fatty meat, winter melon..."

Wu Fan waved his hand: "You guys drink plain water."

Shao Dong ordered two bowls of noodles for the two of them. Seeing that the children said it was unpalatable, they were still sucking on the noodles, their noses were sweating, and their mouths were red, so he couldn't help but smile.

The two children even wiped their chopsticks with napkins before eating, and they seemed to be well-educated.

The young man thanked him, and was just about to continue to inquire when he saw the face of the person approaching the door suddenly changed, he picked up the little boy, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, goodbye."

A man in a suit came over, nodded to Shao Dong and Wu Fan, took out a big bill and put it on the dining table, and walked out with the teenager and the boy.

Wu Fan patted the table: "It's definitely a rich man!"

Shao Dong glanced at the pink banknotes on the dining table, "Yes." He gave him 100 yuan for noodles that cost only ten yuan.

In the evening, Shao Dong went to the hospital with the prepared meals, and when he opened the door of the ward, he heard Wei Chen say, "Courage is commendable."

The boy said, "Look for my aunt."

Wei Chen: "Have you found it?"

Boy: "Yeah."

Another voice sounded: "No, we are going to the Conservatory of Music to experience the music atmosphere, uncle, we didn't do anything."

Wei Chen: "What do you feel?"

The boy said awkwardly: "The batter is not tasty."