Life is a Game

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Sun Jikai wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

He really wanted to ask if you were kidding me, but he knew very well in his heart that Sun Guanyun is not a person who knows how to joke.

The expressions of Sun Guanyun and Assistant Wang didn't look like they were joking either.

Sun Jikai felt that his lips were so heavy that he couldn't open them. It felt like his tongue was so painful that he couldn't move it.

He felt the air become oppressive, and he could barely breathe.

Sun Guanyun sighed, and said to Assistant Wang, "Let's talk about it."

Assistant Wang handed a briefcase to Sun Jikai.

"Mr. Sun has been feeling a little unwell since years ago, but at that time there were so many things that Mr. Sun didn't take it to heart, so he never went to the hospital for an examination. Until the end of the Good Taste Cooking Competition, Mr. Sun always felt chest pain and was still breathing It was difficult, so I went to the hospital for an examination, and the result..."

Sun Jikai opened the briefcase, which contained Sun Guanyun's medical records and examination reports. He couldn't understand those professional terms at all, and he hadn't even heard the name of the disease.

"The doctor said that Mr. Sun's liver and lungs have lesions. His lungs are full of holes. The lung function is only 20% of normal people. Now it has reached the point where it is almost impossible to discharge carbon dioxide. The liver lesions can be treated by surgery. But Mr. Sun is getting old, and the doctor said that Mr. Sun's physical condition is difficult to support him to undergo a complete operation, and..."

"And even if the liver disease can be removed by surgery, there is no way to cure the lung." Sun Jikai looked at the medical report in his hand.

Sun Guanyun's body is now like an old machine with many parts starting to break down. After some parts are repaired, another part will break down, and some parts have even been damaged beyond repair.

The process of restoration cannot bring him health, only pain.

Surgery can prolong life, but the part that prolongs life is painful.

So he chose drug treatment and waited quietly to die.

"Yes, that's it." Assistant Wang swallowed, "The doctor said that with luck, Mr. Sun will be able to survive the New Year this year."

Sun Jikai has never hated the word luck so much.

"Jikai, don't be sad, life and death are destiny, this is the law of nature." Sun Guanyun in turn comforted Sun Jikai, "Grandpa still has half a year, you study hard, I will teach you well, Jubaolou will be watching you in the future .”

"Okay." Sun Jikai never thought that a good word would weigh so much.

Sun Guanyun sighed.

He never stopped to look at the people around him until he was found out that he was dying.

He was not a good father, nor was he a good grandpa.

He almost missed the entire childhood and teenage years of his two sons, and he couldn't even remember what they were like when they were young.

He prefers his elder grandson Sun Jikai, who is healthy, lively, intelligent, and talented in cooking, but always ignores his second grandson Sun Zhengqing, who was weak and sickly, shy, restless and not good at communicating with others since he was a child.

He knew that his eldest daughter-in-law was a fool who was greedy for profit, eager for quick success, but had no brains, but habitually neglected to discipline her.

He used to think that he had a lot of time. He used to think that he could spend his time and energy on stabilizing the declining reputation of Jubaolou. He used to think that he could take care of the family restaurant first and then deal with family affairs.

But he was wrong, he didn't have time.

He is not a superman, nor is he a fairy, he can't do everything. On the contrary, he wanted to take care of both ends, but failed to take care of both ends.

He didn't realize until he stopped and looked back.

The status of the FJ No. 1 restaurant in Jubaolou is already in jeopardy, and his eldest grandson, who has placed high hopes on him for more than 20 years, is led more and more crooked by his idiot eldest daughter-in-law.

His eldest son was cowardly and uninhibited as always, but his second grandson was unexpectedly upright and kind.

The thing that frightened Sun Guanyun the most was that when he stopped and wanted to spend his last time with his family, he was horrified to find out when he wanted to get to know his family.

His second son doesn't seem to be as kind and honest as he appears on the surface, and his honesty makes people feel distressed.

On the contrary, the sharp contrast between his continuous small actions behind the scenes and the image he has always presented to the world on the surface of being bullied by the eldest son over the years, his acting skills are so good that people are frightened.

So, he made a decision.

He made up his mind to drive Sun Jikai out of the house, and did not allow anyone to help him, let him go to Peiping, to Taifeng Building.

He has to get a dose of heavy medicine, he has to get his grandson back, before he dies, so that he can hand over Jubaolou to him with confidence.

Fortunately, Sun Jikai is back on track.

Sun Guanyun knew that he owed Jiang Weiguo another favor. It's a pity that he is going to die, he still has too many things to do, and this favor can only be saved in the next life.

"After you go back, stay away from your cousins. You are no longer a child, and you have experienced it. You should recognize some people and things." Sun Guanyun said.

"Yes." Sun Jikai was still in a low mood.

"Zhengqing is a good boy, and he has always cared about you these days."

"I know." Sun Jikai thought of the zongzi that Sun Zhengqing sent him for the Dragon Boat Festival.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that his mother was not a good person, his father always listened to his mother, his second uncle and second aunt were not a good person, and he was not a good person either.

In their Sun family, it seems that only their cousin, Sun Zhengqing, is a good guy.

But he knew that what his mother said and did to him were full of selfish desires, but why did he keep listening to her?

Maybe it was when the ghosts were obsessed.

Sun Jikai couldn't think of any other explanation.

The hospital is here.

Sun Jikai helped Sun Guanyun get off the car.

He loves his grandpa because he knows his grandpa loves him.

He doesn't hate his mother because he knows his mother doesn't love him.

On the other side, in Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng was lamenting that he had lost an excellent employee who was willing to work overtime and did not ask for overtime wages and rewards.

It's hard to find a simple good comrade like Sun Jikai nowadays.

Many dishes will be removed from the menu of Taifeng Restaurant again, and it will be permanently removed.

Jiang Feng sighed deeply.

"What's wrong?" Wu Minqi asked.

"Sun Jikai is going back to Jubaolou. I was wondering if we should hold a farewell party for him or something," Jiang Feng said.

"Farewell party?" Wu Minqi thought for a while, "But he's leaving tonight."

"Tonight? How do you know?"

Wu Minqi took out her mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and found Moments, the first one was Sun Jikai's Moments.

"go home."

Below are pictures of the three tickets, the time is 7:20 tonight.

Jiang Feng usually didn't read WeChat Moments during the day, but just checked before going to bed at night.

The two said that two old men came in.

Seeing that Sun Jikai was not in the kitchen, Jiang Weiguo asked, "Old man Sun took Sun Jikai away?"

"Well, an hour ago." Jiang Feng said.

"The action is so fast, what is the old man in a hurry for?" Jiang Weiguo murmured, "The voice when he was on the phone just now was also weird. What is he doing?"

Hearing what Jiang Weiguo said, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that something was wrong with him.

Sun Guanyun's voice was wrong.

To be more precise, the state of the voice is wrong.

Old, hoarse, and not full of breath, Sun Guanyun coughed at least seven or eight times in just half an hour.

I got sick?

"By the way, the people from "Zhiwei" magazine just called and said that they are coming for an interview tomorrow. Prepare yourself. Zhang Guanghang has a rest today and you can call him later." Jiang Weiguo continued.

Jiang Feng immediately forgot about Sun Guanyun.

If "Zhiwei" magazine goes on like this, more precisely, if Xu Cheng goes on like this, Jiang Feng will forget that "Zhiwei" still owes Taifeng Building a cover promotion, owes him a special interview with Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang thing.

As Xu Cheng is the king of the pigeon world, no matter how he pigeons, others will think it is normal.

Even if he directly discarded this issue of "Zhiwei", others would not find it strange.

It's not like he hasn't done this before.

When "Zhiwei" was still a monthly magazine, he often gave away a certain month's "Zhiwei".

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, raised his head, and sighed in his heart: This day is finally coming.

After the Good Taste Cooking Competition, he went through the 10 years of "Zhi Wei" magazine from beginning to end, focusing on the special interviews with famous chefs conducted by "Zhi Wei" magazine.

The special interview is not only about cooking, but also spending a certain amount of time writing about the chef and the restaurant where the chef works. The content is varied, written according to the characteristics of each chef, but the theme is the same, which is dishes.

"What time is it tomorrow?" Jiang Feng asked.

"After noon business, Xu Cheng booked a box, and the reservation is all for the three of you." Jiang Weiguo said.

Jiang Feng's smile gradually froze.

"all?"

"That's right, even your unsold dishes have been ordered," Jiang Weiguo said.

Jiang Feng's smile disappeared immediately.

"Wontons are not good. The wontons have already been ordered, and Xue Shaoheng ordered them." Jiang Feng hurriedly dumped the blame on Xue Shaoheng.

Li Hongzhang's chowder is fine, but pure meat wontons are absolutely non-negotiable.

Pure Meat Wontons are my bottom line!