Chapter 78 You took care of dad just for the house and money! Liang Yinglong said these words in a confused manner. Jiang He and the three of them looked at each other, and no one understood them very clearly.
As for Gu Xia and his little assistant, there was no hope. The two of them stood helplessly by the door, just like the stone lions guarding the door, providing only simple decoration.
"...What, then you rest first, let's go in and see what's going on with the old man."
Zhang Jiefang did not dare to say anything more to Liang Yinglong, fearing that she would make too many mistakes, so she hurriedly asked Jiang Xiaoping to hide in the back room. However, they regretted it as soon as they entered the door. The smell in the back room was even worse, and even the masks were not very effective.
"...Hungry! I'm hungry!" The shirtless Leung Chun-ying was still shouting, but it was obvious that he couldn't shout anymore. However, the stainless steel rice bowl in his hand was still smashing against the wall. The wall was peeled off and mottled by his smashing, and a large piece of the rice basin was obviously dented.
Jiang Xiaoping opened the window as soon as she entered the house, thinking to quickly disperse the smell.
Zhang Jiefang tried to take the rice bowl from the old man's hand, but Liang Zhenying refused to let go at all, and waved his arms fiercely to hit her. He was obviously a little confused.
"He'er, come in." Jiang He was about to hand the agreement to Liang Yinglong for signature when he heard his mother calling her and responded quickly.
As soon as she entered Liang Zhenying's bedroom, she found that there were so many flies in the room that they were frightening. They buzzed around her as if they were not afraid of people. Jiang He subconsciously raised his hand to chase them away, and several of them actually bumped into her hand.
Jiang He grinned in disgust and quickly put on his gloves. When he looked up again, he was startled by Liang Zhenying's appearance.
Only a month has passed, and Liang Zhenying's energy and energy have obviously deteriorated a lot, he has also lost weight, and his cheeks are sunken with dryness.
His face was dirty, especially the corners of his mouth and chin. There were a lot of oil stains and food residues on his face. His eyes were also filled with eye droppings. His eyes were cloudy and confused, as if he couldn't keep his eyes straight. Even his front teeth were missing. When he spoke in a low voice, he was obviously a little out of breath. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear clearly what he said.
"Look at this again."
Jiang Xiaoping motioned to Jiang He to the small dining table next to Liang Zhenying's bed. Jiang He then realized that there was only a small plate of pickles, two burnt fried eggs with broken eggshells, and a small bowl of water noodles that looked half-cooked.
It looked like the noodles had been cooked last week and had been left there until now. Not to mention Liang Zhenying, Jiang He estimated that he would have stomachaches for three days even if he ate them.
"What is Liang Yinglong doing? Is it possible that he really plans to starve his own father to death?"
Jiang He muttered something in a low voice angrily, and she couldn't bear to look at Liang Zhenying, seriously suspecting that Liang Yinglong was abusing the elderly.
"Feng'er!" Liang Zhenying suddenly howled, and the stainless steel rice bowl he was holding in his hand was thrown out with great force, hitting Gu Xia's calf as he was about to enter, making him almost jump in fright.
Gu Xia put the mask on after all, but he was obviously a little panicked when he put it on, and his chin folded inward a little, but he didn't notice it.
He was holding an insulated bag in his hand, and it looked like it was the takeout that had just been delivered.
"I'm so sorry for making you laugh. I got up in the morning and ordered some noodles, but my dad didn't eat them at all. No, the takeaway I just ordered for him has arrived...Hey, can I trouble you? , help my dad deal with this meal first? Actually, it doesn’t matter whether I take a shower or not, my dad is so confused now that sometimes he won’t even let me wipe his face. "
Liang Yinglong asked for help and finally softened her tone. Jiang He glanced at her mother and Zhang Jiefang. Zhang Jiefang had already enthusiastically taken the insulated bag and opened it. Jiang Xiaoping had no choice but to smile and nodded, "Okay, help." People will help to the end and send Buddha to the West!"
"Boss, what...what should we do now? Should we...still shoot?"
The assistant came to Gu Xia and asked in a low voice. Gu Xia looked more confused than him. He looked at Jiang He for help. His eyes were watery from retching, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Jiang He felt sorry from the bottom of her heart. She really didn't expect that the situation on Liang Zhenying's side would turn out like this.
"...How about you go to the kitchen and see if there is any milk powder? If so, make a cup. Don't make the water too hot."
As Jiang He spoke, he stretched out his hand to help Gu Xia tidy up the folded mask. His fingertips accidentally brushed the skin of his chin, and he was obviously sweating.
"Oh, okay, I'll go right away!" Gu Xia retreated from the bedroom as if he was granted amnesty, but the assistant was still standing there stupidly.
"Follow your boss and remember to take more pictures!"
Jiang He reminded him, and then the assistant realized what he was doing, and he held up the GoPro to chase after Gu Xia.
"Boss, why don't we go?" The assistant begged Gu Xia in a low voice while taking pictures. He had been working with Gu Xia as soon as he graduated. It was a smooth journey and he had never experienced such hardship.
"Why are we leaving? Believe it or not, if we leave this time, we will never come back again!"
Gu Xia stirred the milk with chopsticks and raised her hand to touch the place where Jiang He had just touched. "This is... also quite good. If nothing else, at least there is plenty of material!" Gu Xia said clearly. It sounded good, but in fact he had wanted to run away for a long time. He insisted on staying here, partly to become popular, and partly because he didn't want Jiang He to be embarrassed.
Thinking of this, he straightened his back even more, picked up the milk and walked to the back room. The assistant had no choice but to chase after him and take pictures all the way.
Gu Xia thought of the scene that was about to happen countless times afterwards. If he had walked a little slower at that time, even if it was just one step, he would have been able to escape that "catastrophe".
But what a coincidence, the moment he stepped into the bedroom door with his right foot, Zhang Jiefang happened to lift the quilt covering Liang Zhenying's lower body, and a stench of excrement that was a hundred times stronger than before hit his face without warning, directly Pierced the protection of the mask.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Xia saw a scene that he would probably never forget in his life, that is, the nursing pad under the old man was completely dirty, and there was so much excrement that it overflowed, and a lot of it even dried on his buttocks. On my thighs, as well as the sheets and quilts, they were rubbed everywhere.
The little assistant was not "survived" either. The two of them couldn't bear it any longer. Their faces were ashen and they ran out crawling on the ground. They didn't even care about the freshly brewed milk and knocked it to the ground.
Liang Yinglong, who was lying on the sofa, laughed happily when he saw this, "Hey, look at this, it's a good experience!"
Jiang Xiaoping, who was sitting by the bed feeding the old man porridge, was the first to bear the brunt. Her hand shook suddenly and she almost dropped the entire bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge on the small dining table. Jiang He, who was wiping the old man's chin with a wet towel next to him, died. He gritted his back molars, tried hard to clear his mind, and memorized the multiplication table.
The instigator, like Zhang Jiefang, grabbed the quilt with both hands. For a moment, she didn't know whether to let it go or not.
She thought that the old man might not have changed his diaper in time, which was why the room smelled so bad. She didn't expect that when the quilt was lifted, it would be such an exaggerated scene.
Among all the people, only Leung Chun-ying was not affected at all. He only had food in front of him.
"...Hurry and put it down, finish feeding first." Jiang Xiaoping squeezed out this sentence through her teeth, then scooped a spoonful of porridge and put it into Liang Zhenying's mouth that was as wide as a baby bird.
As soon as Jiang He recovered, he cleaned up the milk that had been scattered on the floor before going out to find Gu Xia.
Gu Xia was easy to find. Jiang He followed the violent sound of vomiting and found him. He was holding on to the wall and vomiting. As for the assistant, there was no trace of him at all.
Jiang He took out a pack of handkerchiefs from his pocket and poked Gu Xia's trembling shoulder blades, "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect this. Otherwise, you should go back first."
"...You did it on purpose." Gu Xia took out the tissue with trembling hands, wiped his mouth covered in filth hard, and then looked up at Jiang He.
His eyes were sad and red, and physiological tears kept rolling in his eyes. He looked like an innocent little puppy that had been kicked hard by a villain.
Jiang He had a bad taste for a moment and nodded happily, "Yes, I did it on purpose. Now you know that this job is not easy, right? Boss Gu, let me advise you. Where did it come from? Come back Where to go... Don’t worry about the deposit, I will definitely return it all.”
As she spoke, she touched Gu Xia's sweaty and messy forehead. Too much hairspray gave his hair a hard plastic texture, and it didn't feel very nice. "But before you leave, Boss Gu, don't forget Just clean up the vomit you made."
Before Jiang He went upstairs again, he reluctantly took several deep breaths of fresh air and put on his mask again.
"Well, Jiang He, can you help me call my sister?"
As soon as Jiang He walked in, Liang Yinglong asked her for help, but Jiang He really had no intention of getting involved in this family matter, which was obviously more complicated than a mess.
"...Isn't it appropriate?" Jiang He was extremely glad that he was wearing a mask, which covered most of the embodied embarrassment and hesitation on his face.
"There's nothing I can do about it. My sister won't answer my calls at all. Besides, you've also seen my dad's current situation. It won't work if it continues like this. Please help me. Really, please. ”
"...Hello? Who are you?" Liang Yingfeng answered the phone quickly, but her voice was very soft, as if she was worried about disturbing someone.
"Hello, I am Jiang He, Jieping's bathing assistant. We helped your father bathe last month. Do you still remember?"
"Oh, about this matter, please contact my brother, I am no longer here..."
Jiang He didn't hear what Liang Yingfeng said. Liang Yinglong, who had just claimed that he couldn't stand up, already stooped and reached out to snatch away her mobile phone.
"Sister, it's me...Hey, don't worry, just listen to me! I know you are angry because of dad making a will, I understand, really! In fact, if you want anything, just tell me That's it. We are siblings. We grew up together. Is there anything we can't discuss? But tell me, now you just gave up your choice. This will let outsiders know. Don't talk about what you did before. Taking care of dad is just for the house and money!"
(End of this chapter)