When I woke up the next morning, when I opened my eyes, I saw the dark circles under the eyes and a big slap on Yan's face.

Could it be that this guy went to the Rushan Pavilion to find someone to fight again at night?

The surname Yan opened his eyes, saw his puzzled expression, stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek, and said angrily, "Little idiot."

Saying that, he got up and stretched, looked at him, with a smirk on his face, "Your face is so stinky, I know, I'm going to stinky again~"

Dirt off asshole!

Regardless of his glaring eyes, the bastard dug him out of the bed like a potato, and carried him to the bathroom.

……

After washing, the room was well ventilated. The surnamed Yan closed the window before carrying him out. After warming up the milk and eggs for him to eat, he picked up the car keys in the drawer and said, "Mom and Dad said I made delicious food for you, I will pick them up and be right back."

He glanced at the key in Yan's hand: don't drive my car.

The surname Yan raised his eyebrows, "Then my car was smashed by you, what should I do? Or..."

The guy approached him and kissed him, "My wife will give me the money, and I'll go buy a new one."

He glanced at this guy lightly, and sneered: Don't think about it.Bought it for you to play with disgusting ghosts?

"I drove him away, and I don't associate with him anymore." The surnamed Yan looked at him, and sighed, "Are you still angry? If you don't give it, don't give it, but I don't have money for a taxi. Wife, Give me some taxi money~"

He glared at the guy's outstretched hand, and rolled his eyes: just walk.

The surname Yan glanced at him with a smile: "Alright, I should also exercise. When you recover, I will love you well."

roll!

Then the bastard took the key and left. Before closing the door, he smiled and shook the key in his hand: "I can walk, parents are so old, you must not bear it?"

He didn't bother to look at this guy anymore.

The guy smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll be right back~"

The door closed, and he snuggled into the bed, trying to sleep for a while.

After sleeping for less than half an hour, there was a knock on the door, and Brother Kai came in with Xiao Gang.

"How do you feel?" Brother Kai sat on the edge of the hospital bed with a concerned look on his face.

He blinks: much better.

After chatting for a while, Brother Kai's phone rang.

He looked at Brother Kai: You should go to work first, I'm fine here.

Brother Kai rubbed his hair, "Send me a message anytime you need anything."

He nodded, and saw Brother Kai turned around and left with Xiao Gang, just as he opened the door of the ward, he happened to be face to face with the person surnamed Yan who came back.

Brother Kai and the surnamed Yan didn't move, as if they were going to fight in the next second, while Xiao Gang was eager to try, ready to sideline the fight.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Lu? And Xiao Wu, have you come to see Xiaotian? Have you eaten yet?"

The old man and mother who came in later protected the one surnamed Yan behind them, blocking their sight. The old man greeted them warmly: "If you haven't eaten, eat together. Today your aunt made the best dumplings. It’s delicious, come, come, sit down.”

"No need, uncle." Brother Kai said with a smile: "We still have some things to do, we will go back after seeing Xiaotian, and come back next time."

After seeing off the two people, the old man and mother dragged the stinky guy in. The guy immediately changed his expression, turned around the old couple, moved the chairs, put them on the small table, set up the bowls and chopsticks, and it was all right. Sweet and sweet vinegar and sesame oil... that's a thoughtful treat.

The four of them sat around the small table on his hospital bed, and the old man greeted him: "Come on, brat, the old lady made dumplings for you early in the morning, stuffed with mutton, stuffed with beef, stuffed with pork and scallions, and stuffed with fennel." , are all your favorite food, eat quickly. Old woman, Xiaojun, come, eat."

As he said that, the old man moved his chopsticks first, picked up a piece of mutton stuffing, and gave his mother a thumbs up with a look of enjoyment: "Mmm, it's really delicious!"

"Eat it quickly." Mom said with a smile, sandwiching a piece of pork and scallions.

He swallowed his saliva, and stretched his chopsticks towards the one filled with mutton. Unexpectedly, the old man snatched him away just as he set his sights on a big stuffed one.

He glared at the old man: It's inconvenient to bully me now, isn't it?

The old man was full of oil, shaking his head and looking at him, "Hey, I just bullied you. This is really a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity. How can I miss it, old man~"

Make him angry, he still doesn't believe it!

Stretch the chopsticks to a thin-skinned stuffed one, but the old man snatched it away.

He saw the timing, and stretched his chopsticks to the pork and fennel in the distance. This time, the old man who just put a dumpling in his mouth didn't have time to snatch it, and he finally ate the dumpling.

It smells so good!

He went to pick up the beef stuffing again, but was robbed by the old man again.

He glared at the old man and threatened: You are out of food.

The old man said triumphantly: "You are out of food." After finishing speaking, he grabbed his fancy beef dumplings first.

So, he competed with the old man, but he couldn't win no matter what.

He put down his chopsticks and looked at the old man angrily: Don't eat!

A chuckle came from next to his ear, and the surname Yan put down his bowl, put away his snickering expression, and directly picked up a round-bellied mutton dumpling and handed it to the old man's mouth while he was eating dumplings: "It's okay, Husband will clip it for you~"

He glared at Yan, bit the dumpling into his mouth, glared at the old man, and chewed hard.

Really fragrant!

still want to eat.

So, the one surnamed Yan snatched another from the old man who guarded the food and fed it to him.

The old man and the mother snickered, and then they robbed each other even more happily. What was even more annoying was that the mother also joined him in grabbing dumplings.

The pair of chopsticks surnamed Yan made him fly fast, fighting wits and courage with the other two pairs of chopsticks, and fed the dumplings to his mouth.

In his mind, Xiao An nervously cheered him on, [Host host, come on, come on! 】

【…】

The one surnamed Yan was still pinching him. He stared fiercely at the old man, and kept chewing the three dumplings in his mouth quickly. Now he must look like a hamster!

Then he accidentally bit his own tongue, which was a tragedy.

"Hmm." He quickly covered his mouth, and the painful tears came out.

I saw that stinky old man gloating and laughing: "Hahaha, you deserve it!" Then, the snatching became even more fun, and my mother snatched a lot.

"Bitten your tongue? Let me see." The surname Yan raised his head with a distressed expression, and let him open his mouth.

He stared at him while weeping in pain, chewed the dumpling in his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp, almost choking to death.

Fortunately, this guy has good eyesight, so he quickly brought him a water glass.

After a few sips of water, it finally went smoothly.

He leaned back on the pillow behind him: Don't eat!Full of gas!

The old man glanced at him, "Hmph, I think you've eaten too much. Xiaojun, forget about the brat, you've been focusing on feeding him, and you haven't eaten much." Saying this, he gave the man surnamed Yan a serving chopstick. Picked up a few dumplings, "Xiaojun, eat."

Mom followed suit, and after a while, the bowl surnamed Yan was full of dumplings.

He gave the old man a big white eye.

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