Chapter 84: Dj Vu nu
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After retiring, Grandfather Wang had rented a piece of farmland, and had vowed to serve the common people by devoting himself to researching new varieties of vegetables. Unfortunately, because of dentia, he would constantly forget his research results. Finally accepting this reality, Grandfather Wang gave up on his earlier dream, and started to plant simple fruits and vegetables instead. Almost every month he would send so to the Wang family's small villa.
This ti, when he had heard that his good grandson had participated in a school activity, Grandfather Wang had picked oranges non-stop, as they had been Wang Ling's favorite when he was a kid, before coming here, but in the end had still made a confused mistake when loading the oranges into the tricycle cart.
For dinner, the old man's craftsmanship from years of being a star chef was on display.
Appetizers: cold old tomatoes 1 and Elizabeth potatoes 2 ...
Mains: pure black combat chicken 3 , er gen with sauce, and do mi 4 winterlon soup...
Dessert: angry bananas...
As the old man solemnly announced the na of each dish, Wang Ling could basically confirm who the old man's shifu was... and even if it wasn't Mother Juan, it was definitely soone connected to her!
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Previously, whenever the old man ca to visit the Wang family, most of the ti, he would leave early the next morning on his little tricycle. This ti at dinner, however, Father Wang adamantly insisted that the old man stay for a few more days. The reason was very simple... the old man's dentia had reached a point where it had to be treated... he had unexpectedly forgotten to add in salt while cooking!
Even the old man had been thoroughly annoyed by this; he had just said before that even if he forgot everyone, he wouldn't forget how to cook... who knew that in the end, he had to eat his own words.
It was very clear that the old man's dentia was already terminal. Last month, Father Wang in fact had taken the old man to the hospital. The doctor had said that the old man's dentia was a very unique case, and couldn't be treated with just dication. A ntal illness needed ntal treatnt.
Hence, Father Wang had Grandfather Wang stay back this ti, and planned to look for an excellent psychologist to give the old man comprehensive psychological counseling.
Then...
The next morning on Sunday, there was yet another visitor to the Wang family's small villa... Lie ngng had co.
Facing Grandfather Wang, Lie ngng took a deep breath, his frail body shaking slightly, then he gave Father Wang a deep look: "The matter of life and death you were telling about... is this?"
"Didn't you major in psychology at university? Furthermore, you were even one of Professor Jiang's postgraduate students," Father Wang said.
"...But it's already been a long ti since I last saw patients." No one could bla Lie ngng. There were plenty of psychologists in the current market, but most of them were part-tirs, because not only didn't this job make them enough to eat in the cultivation era, it was also a high-risk career. There had been quite a number of psychologists who had been killed with swords, by patients screaming that they weren't sick.
Hence, after Lie ngng graduated from university, he switched to becoming an editor. At the very least, this job didn't need him to show up regularly, and he could make money just by sitting around, like Aoi Sola 5 ...
Nearby, Mother Wang ca to his rescue: "How about... we just forget it? This is too difficult for Little Song."
Father Wang shalessly turned away: "I don't care! You have to take a look today, even if you don't want to. Otherwise... I'll stop updating! Quit the website!"
"Don't!"
Lie ngng was about to cry, his eyes full of tears: "I'll take a look! I'll do it, alright?!"
These days, there were plenty of authors who wanted to hug the thighs of editors; it was the first ti that Lie ngng had seen one use the ultimatum of no longer updating and quitting the website to threaten the editor instead. Lie ngng wanted to cry but had no tears left. If he drove Wang Situ away, he would lose his job!
Despite having left psychology behind for many years, Lie ngng still had so understanding of the concept of dentia. But because Grandfather Wang's case was more unique, as his dentia was caused by ntal illness, after so consideration, Lie ngng decided to ask him a few questions to assess how far the old man's dentia had progressed...
"My na is Song Zikai. Grandfather Wang, you can call Little Song," Lie ngng said, looking at Grandfather Wang.
The old man didn't know who Lie ngng was, but knew that this was the psychologist whom Father Wang had invited for his benefit, so he was still a little nervous. He couldn't help that his hands shook, even just at hearing Lie ngng this soft and ng person speak.
"Grandfather Wang, don't be nervous. I'm going to ask you a few simple questions."
The old man paused: "That... Little Song ah , can I first ask you a question?"
"Mmm Grandfather Wang, ask ba ." Lie ngng nodded.
Grandfather Wang: "They all say that my dentia is very serious, is that true?"
Lie ngng: "I'll only know after I've asked you a few questions."
Grandfather Wang: "I have another question..."
Lie ngng: "Grandfather Wang, say it..."
Grandfather Wang: "They all say that my dentia is very serious, is that true?"
Lie ngng, Father Wang, and Mother Wang: "..."
Okay! No need to ask anymore, this wasn't just serious... it was f**king incurable!
Upstairs, Wang Ling couldn't help covering his face, and at the sa ti, he sighed deeply in his heart... for so reason, he felt that Lie ngng might go crazy before Grandfather Wang could be cured.
In the end, Father Wang made Lie ngng stay back for lunch to eat the food which Grandfather Wang had forgotten to add salt to before leaving. As he was about to leave, the old man saw Lie ngng off at the door, and grasped his hands firmly: "I have really troubled Doctor Song!"
"Grandfather, it's no problem..." When they had been eating, the old man had kept asking the sa question, and Lie ngng hadn't fully recovered from the experience yet.
"How's my dad?" Father Wang dragged Lie ngng aside to ask him.
"I just took so simple notes earlier. Grandfather Wang's case is rather complicated, and there are so details I need to confirm with my teacher..." What Lie ngng was saying were all empty words. Since graduation, apart from sending broadcast ssages during the New Year and other festivals, it had in fact been a very long ti since he had last seen Professor Jiang. Who the hell knew if Professor Jiang still rembered him, this student?
"Then I really will have to trouble you!" Father Wang said.
"If you really want to thank , hurry up and update more!" Lie ngng rolled his eyes and said grouchily.
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Today, the Wang family's small villa seed particularly busy. As soon as Lie ngng left, a young man with a solemn face and wearing a black suit showed up at the front door of the villa, holding a small box.
It was an employee from Shun Feng God Express. Wang Ling had sensed the courier's presence from afar, and had already been waiting for him at the door.
When the man saw the recipient, he imdiately handed the delivery over to Wang Ling with both hands, and bowed respectfully: "Shun Feng God Express! Mission accomplished guarantee! Sir, please be sure to give a five-star comnt!"
Wang Ling lowered his head, very quiet, and just signed his na.
The man took out a grading device from his suit pocket: "Based on Sir's consur preferences, if you leave a five-star comnt now, you will instantly receive ten packets of Small Raccoon Crispy Noodle Snacks!"
Wang Ling's eyes lit up at once.
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