Chapter 303 The Real Ace Pigeon
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Sun Jikai wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
He really wanted to ask you if you were kidding me, but he knew very well that Sun Guanyun was not a joker.
The expressions of Sun Guanyun and Assistant Wang didn't look like they were joking.
Sun Jikai felt that his lips were so heavy that he couldn't open them. His tongue felt so painful that he couldn't move it.
He felt the air becoming oppressive, making him almost breathless.
Sun Guanyun sighed and said to Assistant Wang: "You tell me."
Assistant Wang handed a briefcase to Sun Jikai.
"Mr. Sun has been feeling a little unwell since a few years ago, but there were so many things going on at that time that he didn't take it to heart, so he never went to the hospital for a checkup. Until the end of the Good Taste Cooking Competition, Mr. Sun kept feeling chest pain and had some breathing problems. It was difficult, so I went to the hospital for a check-up, 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 had never even heard of the name of the disease.
"The doctor said that Mr. Sun's liver and lungs have lesions. His lungs are full of holes, and his lung function is only 20% of normal people. Now it has reached the point where it is almost impossible to excrete carbon dioxide. Liver lesions can be treated by surgical removal. But Mr. Sun is old, and the doctor said that Mr. Sun’s physical condition would be difficult to support him through the entire operation, and..."
"And even if the liver lesions can be removed through surgery, there is no way to cure the lungs." Sun Jikai looked at the medical record report in his hand.
Sun Guanyun's body is now like an old machine with many parts beginning to malfunction. Once some parts are repaired, other parts will break, and some parts have even been damaged beyond repair.
The repair process could not bring him health, it could only bring him pain.
Surgery can extend life, but the extended life is painful.
So he chose medication and waited quietly for death.
"Yes, that's it." Assistant Wang took a breath, "The doctor said that with luck, Mr. Sun will be able to survive this New Year."
Sun Jikai had never hated the word luck so much.
"Jikai, don't be sad, life and death are destiny, these are the laws of nature." Sun Guanyun comforted Sun Jikai in turn, "Grandpa, you still have half a year, you study hard, I teach well, Jubaolou will look after you in the future .”
"Okay." Sun Jikai had never thought that a good word would be so heavy as a thousand pounds.
Sun Guanyun sighed.
He never stopped to look at the people around him until he was found to be dying.
He is not a good father, nor a good grandfather.
He missed almost all of his two sons' childhood and teenage years, and couldn't even remember what they were like when they were young.
He favored his eldest grandson Sun Jikai, who was healthy, lively, intelligent and talented in cooking, but he always ignored his second grandson Sun Zhengqing, who had been frail and sickly since childhood, shy, inactive and not good at interacting with others.
He knew that his eldest daughter-in-law was a greedy, quick-successful, brainless fool, but he habitually ignored her and refused to discipline her.
He once thought that he had a lot of time. He once thought that he could spend his time and energy on stabilizing Jubaolou's declining reputation. He once thought that he could take care of the family restaurant first and then deal with family affairs.
But he was wrong, he had no time.
He is not a superman or a god, and he cannot cover everything. On the contrary, he tried to take care of both ends, but failed to take care of both ends.
He didn't realize it until he stopped and looked back.
The status of Jubaolou's FJ No. 1 restaurant is already in jeopardy. His eldest grandson, whom he has had high hopes for for more than 20 years, is being led further and further away by his idiot eldest daughter-in-law.
His eldest son was as cowardly and opinionated as ever, 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 and started to get to know his family, he was horrified to find out.
His second son doesn't seem to be as kind, loyal, and honest as he appears on the surface.
On the contrary, the sharp contrast between his continuous small actions behind the scenes over the years and the image of being bullied by the eldest son that he has always presented to the world on the surface is so good that it is scary.
So, he made a decision.
He was determined to drive Sun Jikai out of the house, not allowing anyone to help him, and asked him to go to Peiping and Taifeng Tower.
He had to take a heavy dose of medicine. He had to bring his grandson back before he died, so that he could safely hand over the Treasure House to him.
Fortunately, Sun Jikai returned to the right path.
Sun Guanyun knew that he owed Jiang Weiguo another favor. It's a pity that he is about to die. He still has too many things to do. This favor can only be left to the next life to repay.
"After you go back, stay away from your cousins. You are no longer a child and have experienced it. You should recognize some people and things clearly." Sun Guanyun said.
"Yeah." Sun Jikai was still in a very low mood.
"Zhengqing is a good boy, and he has always cared about you these days."
"I know." Sun Jikai thought of the rice dumplings Sun Zhengqing sent him during 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's words, his second uncle and second aunt were not good people, and he was not a good person either.
In their Sun family, it seems that only their cousin Sun Zhengqing is a good person.
But he knew before that his mother's words and actions towards him were full of selfish desires, so why did he keep listening to her?
Maybe it was because I was obsessed with it at that time.
Sun Jikai couldn't think of any other explanation.
The hospital has arrived.
Sun Jikai helped Sun Guanyun out of the car.
He loves his grandpa because he knows his grandpa loves him.
He doesn't hate his mother because he knows that his mother doesn't love him.
On the other side in Tai Feng Building, Jiang Feng was regretting that he had lost an excellent employee who was willing to work overtime and did not ask for overtime wages or rewards.
It's hard to find a simple and good comrade like Sun Jikai these days.
Many dishes are being removed from Tai Fung House's menu again, permanently.
Jiang Feng sighed deeply.
"What's wrong?" Wu Minqi asked.
"Sun Jikai is going back to Jubao Tower. 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 is leaving tonight."
"Tonight? How did you know?"
Wu Minqi took out her mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and turned to Moments. The first item was Sun Jikai's Moments.
"Go home."
Below are the pictures of the three tickets. The time is 7:20 this evening.
Jiang Feng usually doesn't check WeChat Moments during the day, but only checks it before going to bed at night.
As they talked, two old men came in.
Seeing that Sun Jikai was not in the kitchen, Jiang Weiguo asked, "Did Old Man Sun take Sun Jikai away?"
"Well, about an hour ago." Jiang Feng said.
"It's so fast. What's the old guy in a hurry for?" Jiang Weiguo murmured, "My voice was weird when I called just now. What's the trick?"
When Jiang Feng heard what Jiang Weiguo said, he suddenly remembered what he felt was wrong before.
Sun Guanyun's voice was wrong.
To be more precise, the state of the voice is wrong.
Old, hoarse, and not very energetic, Sun Guanyun coughed at least seven or eight times in just half an hour.
Sick?
"By the way, someone from Zhiwei magazine just called and said that they are coming for an interview tomorrow. You should prepare yourself. Zhang Guanghang is off today and you can call him later to tell him." Jiang Weiguo continued.
Jiang Feng immediately forgot about Sun Guanyun.
If "Zhiwei" magazine continues like this, or more precisely if Xu Cheng continues like this, Jiang Feng will forget that "Zhiwei" still owes Tai Feng Lou a cover promotion, and owes him, Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang a special interview each. thing.
Xu Cheng is the king of the pigeon world. No matter how he pigeons, others will think it is normal.
Even if he just dumped this issue of "Zhiwei", others wouldn't think it was strange.
It's not like he's never done this before.
When "Zhiwei" was still a monthly magazine, he would often give away the "Zhiwei" of a certain month.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath, raised his chest and raised his head, sighing in his heart: This day is finally coming.
After the Good Taste Cooking Competition ended, he read through all the "Zhiwei" magazines from beginning to end in the past 10 years, focusing on the special interviews "Zhiwei" conducted with famous chefs.
The special interview is not just about the dishes, but also a certain amount of space about the chef and the restaurant where the chef works. The content is varied and written according to the characteristics of each chef. The theme is the same, which is dishes.
"What time will it be tomorrow?" Jiang Feng asked.
"After lunch, Xu Cheng has reserved a private room, and the reservations are all for the three of you." Jiang Weiguo said.
Jiang Feng's smile gradually solidified.
"All?"
"Yes, even your unsold vegetables have been reserved." Jiang Weiguo said.
Jiang Feng's smile disappeared immediately.
"No wontons. The wontons have been reserved. Xue Shaoheng ordered them." Jiang Feng hurriedly passed the blame to Xue Shaoheng.
Li Hongzhang's chowder is fine, but pure meat wontons are absolutely non-negotiable.
Pure meat wontons is my last line! (End of chapter)