"Grandpa, I am Yang Jing. Do you remember me?" Yang Jing sat on the sofa, holding his grandfather's slightly dry and hard hands in both hands, feeling a lot of emotion.

These big hands were once the most familiar pair of hands Yang Jing had. From the memory of it, these big hands that were once full of strength and warm were the ones that Yang Jing had ever seen the most.

In the small garden in front of the door, at the entrance of the kindergarten, at the antique market, and when the rabbits are netting outdoors, these big hands are holding their own hands.

Now, the small hands that used to be grew up, but the big hands that were once full of strength and warmth are now gradually shrinking, and the power that was once relied on by the master of those little hands no longer exists...

"Oh, are you Yang Jing?" Grandpa said in a daze, and then a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Yang Jing felt a little sad when he saw it. He knew that his grandfather did not recognize it. This smile was more of a kind of politeness to strangers.

Since my grandfather had the surgery, he would smile like this kind of polite smile whenever he saw him, as if he remembered everything. But in fact, his memory had been reduced so much that his relatives could not bear it.

Not to mention myself, my aunt's cousin and aunt's cousin, as long as they don't come every two weeks, my grandfather will not recognize them. What's more serious is that sometimes my grandfather can't even recognize his biological daughter.

According to my mother, she cut a short head in spring, but after she got home, the old man stopped knowing each other...

My uncle brought a glass of water over and placed it on the coffee table, "Yang Jing, I remember you don't seem to drink tea, so I didn't make tea for you."

"Uncle, why are you still polite to me?"

"Oh, you're not a polite person. You have been abroad for two years. Now you have finally come home. Why do you have to serve you once as your uncle?"

Yang Jing was about to say something when his grandfather next to him spoke: "It's already half past ten..."

My uncle and Yang Jing looked at each other helplessly, and my uncle said, "Dad, wait a while, and the meal will be cooked later."

The old man said "Oh", grabbed a cigarette and asked Yang Jing: "Yang Jing, do you smoke?"

Yang Jing waved his hand and said, "Grandpa, I don't smoke, just smoke it yourself." As he said that, Yang Jing picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette for his grandfather. The old man took a beautiful breath and sat aside and stopped talking.

"Your grandpa...ah..." My uncle also took out a cigarette and lit it, looking at the old man and sighed helplessly.

"Since the operation, your grandfather has known two things, one is eating and the other is sleeping. In the past two years, the disease has become more and more serious. Usually, they lay down after breakfast at around 8 o'clock, and they get up until about 10:30, and after getting up, they start asking about what to eat. After eating at noon, your grandmother needs to take a nap. Your grandfather has slept enough in the morning, and he slept less at noon. He gets up and starts to tossing after twenty minutes. Turn on the TV and turn off the TV. You can turn on the TV five or six times within ten minutes. That's right, the TV was already broken by your grandfather. This one was just replaced this summer."

After a pause, my uncle took another breath of cigarette and said, "When your grandma can't get up, your grandma fell down and went to bed again. He got up at around 4:30 in the afternoon and continued to find food after getting up. Now dinner usually starts at five o'clock, and the workers at work are not off work yet. After having enough supper, it's not even seven o'clock in the evening, your grandma fell down and started to sleep again. He slept until three or four o'clock in the morning and started to get up and tormenting people... Alas..."

Yang Jing shook his head speechlessly, there was nothing he could do about this. The craniotomy caused trauma to the right frontal lobe of my grandfather, which affected his perception and memory. In fact, even he himself didn't know what he was doing.

However, compared to those patients who die of cerebral hemorrhage or who are directly paralyzed in bed, it is a blessing that my grandfather can recover to this. Not to mention anything else, at least my grandfather can still take care of himself now.

"Now the first thing your grandfather does after getting up is to smoke. After smoking a cigarette, he starts looking at the watch, and then says to you, "Oh, it's 10:30; Oh, it's 4:30... The old man doesn't just say he wants to eat, he just says what time it's time to cook, which means reminding you that it's time to cook... Your uncle has almost never left the house in the past two years and can't even care about the company's affairs." The uncle was muttering while smoking, obviously, his uncle is complaining.

As the saying goes, there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time. This sentence sounds like a cruel thing, but it is an absolute fact.

Of course, this situation does not mean that the elderly are sick for a long time and ignore the children. It is not a filial son or an animal. The actual meaning of this sentence is that when the children at home take care of the sick elderly for a long time, they will inevitably complain. This is human nature. Even the filial child will occasionally complain after encountering this situation.

But no matter how much you complain, you should take care of yourself.

My uncle did a pretty good job at this point.

Before my grandfather was ill, my uncle opened an industrial and trade company and had his own factory in the south. The products produced were shipped to the north for sale. Through bidding and other procedures, he directly supplied some large food factories, and the benefits have always been good.

But when my grandfather got sick, my uncle took care of the elderly, and the company was rarely taken care of, so that his company is now half dead and can barely maintain it.

There is no way, anyone who encounters this situation cannot take care of it. My uncle's company nature determines that my uncle needs to go on business trips in the south frequently, and customers in the north also need to visit frequently. However, the two elderly people in the family are ineffective, and the three sisters are married. Taking care of the elderly can only take good care of them at night, and they really cannot live without my uncle. So if you want to take good care of the two elderly people, my uncle will definitely not be able to take care of his company.

My uncle once hired a nanny, but unexpectedly, my uncle disagreed and said that he would not let the foreign nanny take care of him. In fact, the reason why my uncle became like this is mainly because of his grandfather.

The old man would not let outsiders take care of him. Even if his three daughters came to take care of him, the old man would sometimes be unhappy.

In desperation, my uncle had to be tied up at home.

Moreover, because my grandfather and grandmother both fell when they got up at night, my uncle couldn't go home for the night and could only live with my grandparents. As a result, my aunt was very unhappy. Now the couple has been having a big fight...

When she thought of her aunt, Yang Jing was also helpless, but as a junior, Yang Jing couldn't say much...

Every family has a difficult sutra to recite!

Yang Jing knew all these situations, but he didn't know that the illness between grandpa and grandmother had become so serious in the past two years.

Just as he was about to comfort his uncle, the grandfather next to him spoke again: "It's almost eleven o'clock..." The eyes of his son were filled with a look called "hunger"...
Chapter completed!