Chapter 199 Delicious, delicious, really delicious
Qi Tongwei gently patted Liang Lu's shoulder, his eyes gentle but firm: "Lulu, don't be too sad, Dad just didn't think it through for the time being, it will be fine when he calms down."
Liang Lu raised her tear-stained face, looked at Qi Tongwei, and nodded slightly.
Liang Qunfeng sat on the hospital bed, looking at Qi Tongwei and Liang Lu with complicated eyes. The suspicion in his heart did not diminish in the slightest because of Qi Tongwei's words.
He thought to himself: "This boy, he is talking nicely now, but who knows what he is really thinking? Maybe he is just pretending in front of Lulu."
Qi Tongwei seemed to sense Liang Qunfeng's gaze, turned his head and looked at him, and said sincerely: "Dad, you have a good rest and don't think too much. Lulu and I will always take care of you."
Liang Qunfeng snorted, turned his head away and stopped looking at them.
After a while, the doctor came to check on Liang Qunfeng. After checking Liang Qunfeng's condition, he gave him a few instructions and left.
Qi Tongwei said to Liang Lu, "Lulu, you stay here with Dad, I'll go buy some food." Liang Lu said "um" softly.
Qi Tongwei walked out of the ward and breathed a long sigh of relief.
He was actually feeling a little angry, thinking that Liang Qunfeng was really going too far, but for Liang Lu, he had been enduring it.
On the way to buy food, Qi Tongwei's face was gloomy, and he thought to himself: "If it weren't for Lulu, I really don't want to put up with this old man's unreasonable behavior any longer."
Back in the ward, Qi Tongwei's face was filled with concern again.
He put the food on the table and said to Liang Qunfeng and Liang Lu, "Dad, Lulu, eat something first."
Liang Qunfeng took a look at the food and said unhappily, "I have no appetite, you guys eat." Qi Tongwei was not angry either, and said patiently, "Dad, you should eat a little, so that you can get better quickly."
Liang Lu also advised: "Dad, just listen to Tong Wei."
Liang Qunfeng then picked up the chopsticks reluctantly.
He first casually picked up a piece of pork elbow with sauce and put it in his mouth, chewing it gently.
The pork elbow was stewed until it was extremely soft, and the rich aroma of the sauce instantly spread in his mouth. The fatty but not greasy taste made his eyes light up.
But he still showed no satisfaction on his face, he just silently picked up another piece of food with chopsticks.
The crisp texture of the pickled cabbage and its moderately sweet and sour taste perfectly neutralize the greasiness of the pork elbow.
Liang Qunfeng's chopsticks moved faster unconsciously, and his throat swallowed from time to time.
When he tasted the stir-fried fried dough twist, the crispy twist with a slightly spicy taste and the unique texture made him unable to stop.
Liang Qunfeng no longer cared about his image at this time. He started to eat voraciously, stuffing his mouth full and his cheeks bulging like a hamster.
Liang Lu stood aside with her eyes wide open, her face full of shock.
She wondered in her heart: "Didn't Dad say he didn't want to eat? How come he ate it all in a flash?"
She couldn't help but said, "Dad, please eat slowly, don't choke."
Liang Qunfeng had no time to answer. He just kept stuffing food into his mouth as if he had been hungry for days.
His hands kept waving the chopsticks and his eyes were fixed on the food on the table, afraid that he would miss a bite.
Qi Tongwei returned to the ward and watched from the side, secretly amused in his heart but keeping a calm face.
Liang Lu couldn't help but say, "Dad, you just said you had no appetite, but you're eating better than anyone else."
Liang Qunfeng finally found time to reply: "Humph, I'm just too hungry, not because his cooking is delicious."
But his mouth didn't stop.
In a short while, Liang Qunfeng had eaten most of the dishes on the table.
He burped, leaned back in his chair contentedly, and a hint of satisfaction finally appeared on his face.
Liang Lu looked at the messy dining table and shook her head helplessly: "Dad, you are exaggerating. I have never seen you eat like this before."
Liang Qunfeng rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm really hungry. Everything tastes good."
Qi Tongwei smiled and said, "Dad, if you like it, I will do it for you often in the future."
Liang Qunfeng snorted: "Who cares? It's okay to eat it occasionally."
Although he said this, he was thinking in his heart that this kid is a really good cook.
Liang Qunfeng snorted: "Who cares? It's okay to eat it occasionally."
Although he said this, he was thinking in his heart that this kid is a really good cook.
After that meal, Liang Qunfeng would always unconsciously think of the delicious dishes made by Qi Tongwei.
Every time he ate, even if Qi Tongwei was not the one cooking, he would secretly compare in his mind and couldn't help but miss Qi Tongwei's cooking skills.
After discharge from hospital.
One day, Liang Qunfeng was sitting alone in the living room, thinking about the meal he had enjoyed last time, and a satisfied smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
But soon, he frowned again and said to himself: "Humph, even if the cooking skills are good, so what? It's just a way to please people."
But the slightly upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his true thoughts.
A few days later, Liang Lu and Qi Tongwei came back late because of something. Liang Qunfeng was alone at home waiting until the food was cold. He felt inexplicably irritated.
When Liang Lu and Qi Tongwei finally came in, Liang Qunfeng said unhappily: "It's already so late, and you still remember to come back!" Qi Tongwei quickly apologized and said he would go to cook right away.
After a while, bursts of fragrance wafted out of the kitchen. Liang Qunfeng sat at the dining table. Although he still had a stern face, he glanced towards the kitchen from time to time.
When the food was served, Liang Qunfeng was delighted to see that it was his favorite dish again, but he pretended to be calm on the surface and just picked up the chopsticks and started eating silently.
This time, Liang Qunfeng ate more deliciously than last time, but he still muttered, "It's just like that, nothing special."
Liang Lu smiled and said, "Dad, if you think it tastes good, just tell me. Don't always say one thing and mean another."
Liang Qunfeng glared at Liang Lu and said, "Do I need you to tell me that?" But he did not stop picking up the food.
After dinner, Liang Qunfeng sat on the sofa and watched TV, but his mind was still on the food.
Thinking about how serious Qi Tongwei was when he was cooking, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken: "This kid may not be completely useless."
As time went by, Qi Tongwei still cooked for the family from time to time, and Liang Qunfeng became more and more dependent on his cooking skills.
Once, Qi Tongwei was on a business trip for a few days. Liang Qunfeng felt that his meals had no appetite and he had no energy all day.
Liang Lu saw this and said with a smile: "Dad, are you thinking about the meal that Tong Wei cooked?" Liang Qunfeng said stubbornly: "Nonsense, I just haven't had a good appetite these days."
But in my heart I was hoping Qi Tongwei would come back soon.
Finally, Qi Tongwei came back from his business trip, and Liang Qunfeng urged him to cook as soon as he entered the house. Qi Tongwei was not annoyed, and happily went into the kitchen to get busy.
When the food was served, Liang Qunfeng ate with a smile on his face, but he still said unforgivingly: "It's just so-so this time."