half-baked life

Chapter 57 What’s wrong?You can’t even write your name now?

Because Liang Zhenying was overweight, for safety reasons, Jiang He finally decided to complete the bathing for the elderly in bed.

In order to explore whether this idea was feasible, Jiang He even specially formed a group, and Liang Yinglong was naturally in the group, but he made jokes throughout the whole process and didn't say a single useful word.

He was obviously more interested in why Jiang He and the others did what they did than his own father's first bathing experience.

"Is it quite profitable? How much can you earn in a month now? Over [-] is definitely no problem, right?"

When Jiang He asked in the group how much weight the bed Leung Chun-ying was currently sleeping on could bear, Liang Yinglong sent out such a voice without any clue.

"This person is really heartless." Jiang Xiaoping commented mercilessly after hearing this.

"Men are like this. No matter how old they are, they are like children. There is no hope at all."

Zhang Jiefang didn't think it mattered, after all, every man around her had this kind of virtue.

"My dad's bed was made by himself when he was young. It is made of solid wood and good materials. It can bear the load without any problem. It will be fine even if five or six adults can jump on it."

Compared with her younger brother, Liang Yingfeng was much more reliable. She even sent a photo of the bed frame to the group. The dragon frame with mortise and tenon structure looked quite strong at first glance.

Sure enough, the next day, Jiang He and Zhang Jiefang failed to move the big bed. Thanks to Liang Yingfeng's help, the three of them worked together to drag the bed away from its original position against the wall, leaving a gap for one person to move back and forth.

"My dad has passed his stool today, don't worry. He has a catheter inserted right now, so be careful when washing him."

Liang Yingfeng was going to visit her daughter who had just given birth to her second child in the afternoon. Before leaving, she did not forget to remind Liang Yinglong repeatedly, "I should be back before eight o'clock. Remember to feed dad at six o'clock. I have already prepared the food." It's done and put in the refrigerator, and I'm done with the rice. When the time comes, remember to put the food in the microwave for three or four minutes before feeding it to Dad."

"Sister, how can you put the food you cooked in the refrigerator? It can't be overnight food? How can dad eat overnight food? The nitrite content is so high!"

Liang Yinglong's words were just to find trouble. Jiang Xiaoping, who was taking Liang Zhenying's blood pressure, couldn't hold back and just rolled her eyes at him.

She despises this kind of "rooster" owner the most, who just knows how to call but doesn't lay eggs.

"It takes more than 8 hours to be considered an overnight meal. How many hours is it?"

Liang Yingfeng didn't intend to spoil her younger brother, "If you don't think it's possible, there are meat and vegetables in the refrigerator, you can just cook them now!"

"...Sister, I didn't say anything, did I? I'm doing this all for my father's sake! Why do you get so angry even when you say you're annoyed? Sister, your temper is really getting louder and louder now!"

Liang Yinglong is unreasonable, but it does not delay him at all. He uses Liang Chunying's flag as a tiger skin.

Liang Yingfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense to her brother. She said hello to Jiang He and went out to pack her things.

Liang Yinglong had no consciousness and thought that Liang Yingfeng was speechless and ran away.

"My niece gave birth to a boy for the second time. I don't know what the husband thought, but he actually agreed that the baby would be named my niece and call my sister 'grandma', tsk tsk!"

Liang Yinglong lowered his voice and shared his sister's gossip with Jiang He, with a look of obvious envy and luck on his face, "But no matter what my surname is, it's not Liang!"

His curiosity suddenly fell on Jiang He and Jiang Xiaoping, "You both have the surname Jiang, what's the relationship? Aunt and nephew?" "Mother and daughter." Jiang Xiaoping corrected them coldly.

Liang Yinglong's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, "Does she have your last name? Then... what about his father? Is he willing?"

"I'm already dead. You have to be willing if you don't want to." Jiang Xiaoping said calmly. Jiang He winked at her mother nervously, fearing that Jiang Xiaoping would say something shocking again, but Jiang Xiaoping didn't even look at her and directly refused to accept the signal.

Liang Yinglong obviously didn't expect this answer and obviously didn't know how to answer it. Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoping immediately handed him the agreement filled in the vital sign measurement form.

"The data is within the normal range, please sign."

"...Hey, okay." Liang Yinglong took the gel pen. The first stroke was clearly on the paper, but his hand suddenly stopped.

"Please wait a moment!" After Liang Yinglong said this, he took the agreement and left the house to find his sister.

"Should I wash it or not?"

Zhang Jiefang asked Jiang He in a low voice. Jiang He was actually a little nervous, "I should wash it...forget it, let's get ready first."

While Zhang Jiefang and Jiang Xiaoping were laying down waterproof mats, Jiang He set up the tripod, then put on his mobile phone and started shooting.

Jiang He was always worried that some unknown problems might arise during the bathing process. If the whole process was filmed like this, if something really happened, even if there was a lawsuit, he would at least have a certificate.

In addition, the material captured can be used to review the problems and errors that existed during the bathing process afterwards, and the relevant videos can be edited and uploaded to the Internet to attract customers, killing three birds with one stone.

She was originally worried that Liang Yingfeng and her brother would be a little reluctant, but she didn't expect Liang Yinglong to be quite excited when she heard it.

"Why didn't you tell me yesterday? I should have known that I had changed into serious clothes." Even so, Liang Yinglong still got into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, carefully styled his hair, and even ran to Liang Zhenying's bed to ask if he was feeling energetic. This made the three Jiang He people look at each other, and Liang Yingfeng even had a headache and held her forehead.

"Sister, I need your signature."

Liang Yingfeng had just put the braised pork that had been stewed in the casserole until it was red and soft into a large crisper, and was pouring the thick soup over it with a spoon, when Liang Yinglong rushed into the kitchen holding the agreement.

"What's wrong? You can't even write your name now?" Liang Yingfeng said sarcastically.

"I'm not thinking that you've already read the agreement once, so it's just right to sign it." Liang Yinglong said confidently.

Neither of them deliberately lowered their voices, and several people in the back room could hear them clearly.

Jiang He didn't understand the rules here. In her opinion, no matter who signed the word, it was the same, but Jiang Xiaoping had already guessed that the younger brother was afraid of taking responsibility. If something happens, the person who signed it will be held responsible.

Liang Yingfeng naturally understood that her father was suddenly paralyzed. After the hospital, the doctor recommended conservative treatment. Liang Yinglong obviously agreed, but he hesitated and refused to sign the discharge form. In the end, it was Liang Yingfeng who signed it.

Sure enough, in the first six months after being discharged from the hospital, Liang Zhenying got angry at her from time to time. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that it was she, a daughter, who was reluctant to spend money to treat her illness, while Liang Yinglong "lived alone" and did not worry about any notoriety.

Liang Yingfeng stuffed the crisper box into her bag, took the two agreements from her brother's hand expressionlessly, signed them with flying colors, and threw them back into his arms without saying a word during the whole process.

(End of this chapter)