Life is a Game

At about 2:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Yong sent a text message to Jiang Feng telling him that his family had arrived at the hospital.

Both Jiang Xiaoran and Lin Juan were empty-handed and didn't even bring a change of clothes. Jiang Yong brought a small suitcase. When the three arrived at the ward, Jiang Weiwei was peeling apples for himself.

Yes, peel yourself an apple.

Aunt Zhu, as a highly motivated and excellent nurse, did all the work that was visible to the naked eye and able to do during Jiang Sanwei's rest period. Jiang Weiming himself is not very good at taking care of others, so he can only peel apples, and Jiang Weiming can't eat apples very much now, so he can only peel apples for himself.

The three of Jiang Yong were very happy when they arrived at Jiang Weisheng - he could peel three more apples.

Aunt Zhu told Jiang Feng about this when he went to the hospital to deliver meals to Jiang Weiming at night.

Taking care of patients is a hard and boring job, and it is not interesting to be on guard around the clock. Since Aunt Zhu finished the hard part, Jiang Weiwei and Jiang Yong could only take care of the boring part.

Jiang Weisheng was better, at least he could peel an apple and eat it by himself. Jiang Yong didn't even have to peel an apple because Jiang Weiwei bought those apples. The relationship between him and Jiang Weiming is there. Although this period of time has eased a lot, it is like a biological father and son, but they are still not familiar with each other. The understanding and impression of each other are still a few years ago, and they are the most familiar strangers.

At least Jiang Feng felt that Jiang Yong's situation was a little awkward when he arrived.

Not to mention Jiang Xiaoran and Lin Juan, they were so embarrassed that they exploded, they could only pretend to be invisible people and sit quietly watching TV.

Jiang Feng didn't say anything, after all, he was just a ruthless food delivery machine.

Jiang Feng talked with Jiang Weiming for a while like noon, reported the situation in the store, and left the ward with Aunt Zhu's cleaned lunch box.

Seeing Jiang Feng leave, Jiang Yong got up and left the ward, and stopped Jiang Feng at the elevator door.

"Xiao Feng." Jiang Yong said. He just exchanged a few words with Jiang Feng in the ward, but he didn't say what he really wanted to say. "Thank you for these two days."

"It should be, the most important thing is that the third grandfather is safe and sound." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Well... the medical expenses should be paid by you first. This money should not be paid by you, but by me. Tell me how much money you paid before, and I will transfer it to you now. The future hospitalization expenses and medical expenses will also be paid by you. I'll pay." Jiang Yongdao.

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that what Jiang Yong was going to say was this: "Second cousin, I don't know how much the money seems to be paid by my lobby brother, or I will send a WeChat message to him at night, and then come back Tell you."

"Okay." Jiang Yong nodded.

Since Jiang Yong mentioned the money, Jiang Feng couldn't help thinking of another person. After all, Jiang Weiming had more than one son.

"By the way, second cousin, does the second hall uncle know about the hospitalization of third grandpa?" Jiang Feng asked.

Although Jiang Feng can now conclude that Jiang Yanlu is undoubtedly an unfilial descendant based on what he has seen and seen, and it is impossible to erase this name before he does something earth-shattering, such as sacrificing his life to save his father, but he After all, he was Jiang Weiming's eldest son, and he was the eldest son that Jiang Weiming had doted on for most of his life.

Even as an unfilial descendant, he might not be willing to bear the medical expenses, but anyway, let's take a look at his own father who escaped death.

Now Jiang Feng has not received any news about Jiang Yanlu.

Hearing Jiang Feng's question about Jiangyan Road, Jiang Yong's expression didn't change, and he said calmly, "I've already told him."

The implication is nothing more than that I have conveyed the news, and whether he comes or not is his business.

Jiang Feng nodded to show he understood, and took the lunch box to the elevator.

After Jiang Feng left, Jiang Yong couldn't help showing a sneer.

When he called to tell Jiang Yan Lu that Jiang Weiming had been hospitalized for acute heart failure, he deliberately didn't mention the hospital where Jiang Weiming was staying. Jiang Yanlu's reaction when he answered the phone was that of a filial son, but it's a pity that Jiang Yanlu hasn't asked him which hospital Jiang Weiming lives in.

It's just a dutiful son of the phone.

When Jiang Feng returned to Taifeng Tower, the old man had already arrived at his home. His uncharacteristic behavior made many people suspect that Jiang Weiming's condition had suddenly deteriorated. As soon as Jiang Feng stepped into the back kitchen with half a foot, he was surrounded by everyone and asked how Jiang Weiming was doing.

After the evening business ended, Jiang Feng stayed in the back kitchen for a while or went to the warehouse to check things. Wu Minqi made an appointment with Wu's mother to make a video call tonight, so she went back without waiting for him.

It was close to 12 o'clock when Jiang Feng and Comrade Wang Xiulian returned home after counting their things together. Wu Minqi's video call had already ended, and she was sitting on the sofa looking at her mobile phone.

Jiang Feng saw that she was still wearing her daytime clothes and hadn't changed into her pajamas, and asked, "Qiqi, why haven't you taken a shower so late?"

Wu Minqi didn't answer Jiang Feng's question. Putting down the phone, she looked a little strange, as if she was thinking about some puzzling questions: "Fengfeng, did he reply to the WeChat message you sent to Sun Jikai today?"

"No." Jiang Feng said, "It should be that too many people who sent messages to him were suppressed to the end. I sent him WeChat in the morning."

"Grandpa Sun's death is such a big deal, he probably isn't in the mood to read WeChat, what's wrong?" Jiang Feng asked.

He felt that it was normal for Sun Jikai not to reply to his message. Sun Jikai's cell phone must have been blown up today because of such a big event as Sun Guanyun's death.

"I just had a video call with my mom. He, my dad and my grandpa don't seem to know about Grandpa Sun's death." Wu Minqi picked up her phone again and looked through it. "I just asked. Those who are particularly close, and those who have a general relationship with the Sun family either don't know about it, or they know it from other people."

Jiang Feng walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down: "It's probably too late to inform. If I remember correctly, Sun Jikai's family seems to have a listed company or something. In addition to friends in the culinary industry and restaurant diners, there should be business Partners, the personnel relationship should be quite complicated, and it’s not their turn to notify one by one.”

Wu Minqi was speechless for a while: "It's because of the company that the assistant and other employees can call to inform..."

Jiang Feng: ...

Sorry, it's poverty that limits my imagination.

In this way, Jiang Feng couldn't think of the reason. Although the Sun family was not crowded, it was not empty. Even for the sake of solemnity, Sun's family members would notify them, but Sun Jikai would not be required to call one by one. Besides, how long does it take to make a call, no matter how many people there are in a dozen hours from morning to night, they should be notified in place.

"Qiqi, how is the relationship between your family and Sun Jikai's family?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It's okay. My grandpa and grandpa grandpa can be regarded as old things. Although we don't meet each other very often, we still have some connection." Wu Minqi said.

At this point, Jiang Feng couldn't think of the reason. It couldn't be that Sun Jikai suddenly stopped calling halfway through the call.

"Maybe it's a leak. It's inevitable that there will be omissions when things are so sudden. He must be in a bad mood now, and it's inevitable that he will have some problems and make some mistakes." Jiang Feng said.

"Maybe." Wu Minqi still felt that something was wrong, "My grandfather has had a serious cold for the past two days and may not go to grandpa's funeral. Just now my mother told me that if our family wants to send someone, it should be me. "

"But I still feel that something is wrong. My mother said that according to the rules of the Sun family, unless there are very close children in other places, the funeral will be held on the third day after Grandpa's death. Grandpa Sun left after midnight. I left today, which means that the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow, but I haven’t been notified today, nor the specific time and place of the funeral, I always think it’s weird.”