"Grandma, put this meal in the kitchen for you. If you're hungry, eat it yourself."

LAN Enron said through the door.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Xiumei was hungry and secretly went downstairs to the kitchen to find food.

"Grandma, what are you looking for?"

LAN Enron suddenly appeared behind Zhao Xiumei and startled her.

"I'm a little hungry."

Zhao Xiumei said wrongfully.

"Grandma, if you're hungry, you say, I'll get it for you."

The previous meal has been secretly taken by LAN Enron to feed the stray dog at the door. Now there are only a few pieces of bread in the refrigerator.

She took out the bread, smeared it with chili sauce and folded several layers for Zhao Xiumei.

Zhao Xiumei doesn't like bread. The blue family knows that, but LAN Enron still gives it to her. It's intentional. There is no legal person under the eaves. She swears and accepts it in her heart.

Take a bite and spit fire in your mouth!

She didn't dare to say anything, so she had to swallow it.

"What's the matter? Grandma looks delicious. Eat more if you like. Grandma should eat whatever she wants.

LAN Enron smiled.

Zhao Xiumei stubbornly ate the bread.

She hated it in her heart. She was ill before anything was done. She must get what she deserved for her eldest son.

"Grandma must want to have Abalone Porridge? I heard from my father that grandma's favorite is that. Don't worry. I'll make it for you tomorrow. Grandma should go to bed when she's full."

LAN Enron pushed Zhao Xiumei upstairs, helped her cover the quilt, secretly set an alarm clock, and then left.

Zhao Xiumei didn't sleep well all night. The alarm clock on her head rang every 20 minutes. Her stomach was burning and painful. She was hungry. Anyway, she didn't sleep at all this night.

"Grandma, in the morning, my father told me to come and take good care of grandma. I seemed to sleep well yesterday. Today is Sunday. I went to the vegetable market and sold a lot of tonics. Grandma, wait for me."

LAN Enron looked filial at this time and showed meticulous care for Zhao Xiumei. LAN Yanran was stunned.

"Sister, are you..."

"Don't worry, do you want to shoot today? Hurry up!"

LAN Enron urges LAN Yan to leave. He can make room for the old thing.

"Oh, sister, I'll go first, grandma, I'll go first."

LAN Yanran looked at Zhao Xiumei and smiled.

Zhao Xiumei sits alone in the living room. LAN Enron is boiling soup in the kitchen. Zhao Xiumei's hungry stomach purrs.

"Well... Enron, I'm a little hungry."

Zhao Xiumei said in a low voice.

"Hungry, right away."

LAN Enron comforted, brought a pot of big bone soup, a pot of fish soup, a pot of chicken soup and abalone and scallop soup, and smiled in front of Zhao Xiumei.

"Grandma, these are all yours. You must finish this meal."

Zhao Xiumei's pupils suddenly narrowed. Did she feed her as a pig?

"Am I a pig?"

She asked directly.

"Grandma, your disease is physical deficiency. Make up more."

LAN Enron turned to the kitchen with a smile and brought out a few dishes in front of him.

Zhao Xiumei reaches out to clip it, and LAN Enron moves it away.

"Grandma, you can't eat this. It's not good for your disease. Drink more soup. It's a meal today. You must finish it."

LAN Enron changed to the opposite side of Zhao Xiumei and stared at Zhao Xiumei while eating.

Zhao Xiumei had no choice but to pick up bowls and drink them bowl by bowl.

"Grandma, isn't it delicious? I learned it from the recipe. Drink more. Grandma used to be unfilial granddaughters and contradict you. I must take good care of you when you are sick. Don't worry. Tell me what you want to eat to ensure that you are happy."

LAN Enron said.

"Enron, tell your father about the house and your uncle. I know your father listens to you most. You must help grandma. Grandma has this wish. You say grandma's body is gone that day..."

"Bah, bah, bah! Grandma must live a long life! If grandma drinks more, she will be well!"

LAN Enron changed the subject and took the initiative to serve soup to Zhao Xiumei.

Zhao Xiumei frowned and drank a big pot. She could hardly stand up.

"Grandma, you don't like abalone best. I'll continue to buy it tomorrow and make you Abalone Porridge. Today, I'll drink soup, this tonic, and this chicken. It's delicious. Eat it quickly and don't leave it."

LAN Enron fished a few more abalone and tore off the chicken leg to Zhao Xiumei.

"Enron, grandma knows you are filial, but Grandma really..."

"Grandma doesn't talk at dinner. Eat quickly. I'm finished."

LAN Enron packed up the dishes and chopsticks and washed them in the kitchen.

Zhao Xiumei had no choice but to eat the things in the bowl.

After dinner, Zhao Xiumei lay in bed and took a nap. LAN Enron woke her up again.

"Grandma, what time is it? You must be hungry. Come down for lunch. I made your favorite food. Dad said to bring it back for you in the evening. It's the latest import. I heard it's very useful."

LAN Enron took Zhao Xiumei downstairs,

Zhao Xiumei was afraid. She drank three pots of tonic soup at eight or nine in the morning. Now she wants to eat again?

"Enron, grandma wants to sleep, grandma is not healthy and doesn't want to eat."

Zhao Xiumei resisted.

"Grandma, how long has it been? You can't eat without dinner. Today is an abalone feast. Your favorite is what we want to eat."

LAN Enron took off his apron and sat down to fill Zhao Xiumei with a bowl of top rice and put it in front of her.

Zhao Xiumei looked at the meal with fear and helplessness on her face.