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    "Huh, so-and-so (place name) small wontons, I know, they are made of pure meat. Eat before enema? Is it because the doctor didn't remind you, or because you are not afraid of hard work, or even accidents during the operation?" I somewhat  retorted disdainfully.

    When I pointed out the exaggeration, the uncle couldn't help but blush, but he still insisted on saying: "I just ate that night, believe it or not." After finishing speaking, he was ready to leave again.

    "Please wait a moment." It was my mother who spoke this time, "I don't know, where did you buy the so-and-so (place name) small wonton?"

    After hearing this, the uncle immediately swept away the shame he felt just now, and turned to me with his chest straightened out.  It was a silent demonstration.  Look, boy, your parents should trust me more!  If he didn't see my warning eyes, then I guess this guy would definitely get carried away.  "There are a lot of small wontons sold by (place name), but there is only one that really suits my taste!"

    That stinky fart's expression was a bit embarrassing, but I could tell that what the uncle said was true.

    "Which one? Where is it?" The mother asked again this time.

    "In the alley behind the XX shopping mall, walk from west to east, the second one. Remember, don't go to the first one. Although the door is next to the door, there is still a big gap."

    "Thank you!" As soon as the uncle finished speaking, the mother hurriedly thanked him.

    Seeing that my parents didn't seem to be leaving, I hurriedly said, "Mom, I've already had lunch. You can go to my sister's house to eat now, and I may have time to take a nap." I was afraid of these "enthusiastic" people.  The uncles and aunts made random suggestions, so they had to find a way to pay off their parents.

    "Well, that's good." After the mother finished speaking, she walked into the ward with her father.

    The so-called "middle-aged couples come to accompany each other when they are old", when they reach the age of their parents, they already have a deep understanding of each other.  Therefore, as soon as I arrived in the ward, my mother asked me: "What does your father have for lunch?"

    "Let's eat something lighter." I replied without thinking.

    "However, what those people said just now is correct. After the operation, they may not be able to eat for a long time."

    Although the mother didn't say it directly, the meaning was already very obvious.  "I'm afraid that if I eat greasy food, it will cause inconvenience to the enema at night" Because I was afraid of adding psychological pressure to my father, the original "may bring more pain to my father" was forcibly swallowed by me.  belly.

    "Just now, the old man also said that he ate before the enema. It seems that nothing happened. The most important thing is that your father also wants to try something new before the operation." Seeing that I was not moved, my mother  Expressed his thoughts more bluntly.

    "My dad wants to too!" Hearing this, my heart suddenly ached.  I know that the risks of such a major operation are absolutely unknown.  In fact, my heart is also very bottomless.  Although that uncle was a bit annoying, what he said "or maybe there will be no chance" is also true.  Anyone who underwent such a major operation could not rule out this possibility.

    I know that my father is a bit introverted, even if he has some thoughts, he may not take the initiative to say it.  Now, the mother who knows his father better has made such a request for him, and the father who is lying on the side has not vetoed it, which also shows that his father really wants to try a certain (place name) small wonton.

    Now I feel very embarrassed.  I don't know how to choose.  From the perspective of being beneficial to the operation, I should refuse my father's request; but if I consider the huge risk of the operation and my father's emotions (the patient's happy mood should be beneficial to the operation), then I should try my best to satisfy my father's request.  a wish.

    Seeing my hesitation, my mother went on to say: "The doctor said to eat lightly. I guess he meant not to eat too much. Didn't the old man just say that snacks are okay. So-and-so (place name)  The small wontons probably don¡¯t have a lot of weight. If you eat them now, you¡¯ll probably be able to digest them in the evening, so you should be fine. What¡¯s more, didn¡¯t the old man try it himself? He still ate it at night, and it¡¯s fine.  .¡±

    I have also eaten small wontons of XX (place name), and what my mother said is not bad, the portion is not very big, if it is really not good, I can advise my father not to eat them all.  Hey, in case there is any accident, at least it can be regarded as fulfilling father's last wish.  Pooh, crow's mouth!  Thinking of this, I finally have a decision in my heart.  "Well, eat less, you should be fine. Mom, I'll go buy it now, or should you go to lunch first?"

    "Go and buy it first." The mother replied while looking at the father with very concerned eyes.

    "I haven't had an operation yet! Why do I need someone to take care of me? You all go your own way! I'm fine here alone." My father yelled a little displeased when he heard this.

      From my father's words, I heard my concern for my mother. My father knew that my mother had the habit of taking a nap, so he urged my mother to have lunch early so that I could have enough time to rest;  The urgency in his heart, he didn't want to wait, he couldn't wait to taste the delicacy that the uncle praised so much.

    Fortunately, I agreed, otherwise my father would not be in a good mood during the period before the operation.  At this time, I am very thankful that I made a very wise choice.

    Now, with my father's situation, I really don't need others to take care of me, so I walked towards the door without saying a word of nonsense.  My mother seemed a little worried, but she couldn't hold back my father, so she had to follow me out of the ward.

    The urban area is not big, and it didn't take me long to find that alley.  As soon as I turned in, I saw two unusually obvious signboards.  When they got closer, it turned out that the two were close together.  I walked from west to east, and when I passed by a house on the west side, I saw that it was very deserted inside.  I think it may be because of the noon (the average person would not choose a small portion for lunch).  However, when I arrived at the second house, I knew that I was completely wrong.

    Same snacks, similar house, similar layout, but the second one is completely overcrowded.  When I walked in and saw the prosperous scene full of seats, I couldn't help being a little surprised, why is the business of this store so good?  At that time, I had the urge to taste the small wontons of these two families that were close together.  Of course I didn't because I had work to do.

    Fortunately, what I want is takeaway, otherwise, I can only stand and taste the food.  Look around, very simple decoration, two facades, filled with simple wooden tables and stools.  The food price list that I am more concerned about is hung in a more prominent position.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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