Chapter 222 - Chapter 222: Chapter 220: Father Di visits the sick, Father-son affection is strong. (1/2)

Chapter 222: Chapter 220: Father Di visits the sick, Father-son affection is strong.

He was only sick, not stupid!

Since Ruo Ning wasn’t his biological child, she was spoiled and pampered since she was little. She was always fearful of being bumped or injured, attracting gossip and attention. They kept her close and gave her all the best food and drink, which eventually developed in her a selfish, self-serving nature.

Ah-Bao was spoiled by Ms. Zhao, and had never seriously accomplished anything by his twenties.

On the contrary, Third Child had been through hardships since he was little. He endured much more suffering and had to swallow his blood along with the pain of his knocked-out teeth.

“Father, Ye Lei! There’s plenty of time to talk. It’s more important to take care of your health. Let’s eat first and then talk slowly.”

Liu Sisi had just scooped out rabbit meat from the kitchen and happily placed it on the side table, followed by Di Xuan holding vegetables.

This small table was originally placed in the kitchen, but it was moved here to facilitate Di Yelei’s meal.

As Liu Sisi set the meal, she happily said, “I was just about to have Xuan’er bring food to you, Father. It’s a good thing you’re here ourselves, saving us the back-and-forth. Here, Father, let Sisi help you sit down.”

Pretending not to notice the teary-eyed siblings, Liu Sisi carefully helped the Elderly Mr. Di to sit down in the superior position.

She carefully passed the cooked dishes and even spooned some soup into a small bowl, and also picked up some easy-to-chew rabbit meat.

“Father, please eat. There’s plenty more here.”

As Liu Sisi was speaking, she poured more soup and picked up more meat for Di Yelei, handing him a bowl of rice. Di Yelei had injured his back, so sleeping had not been comfortable for him. Although he was stubborn about eating on his own, it was quite difficult.

“Xuan’er and YingEr, they…”

Elderly Mr. Di was still worried about his two young grandsons.

“Grandfather, you eat first. Xuan’er and YingEr will be here in a moment.”

While they were talking, Di Xuan placed a serving of steamed egg custard in front of Elderly Mr. Di: “Grandfather, this egg custard is soft and easy to swallow. It’s perfect for you since your teeth are not good.”

Di Xuan displayed a bit of Di Yelei’s demeanor at this moment!

He already looked 70-80% similar to Di Yelei. After a few months of learning, he’s even developed an air of scholarly elegance. Wearing a blue cloth short outfit, he stood with grace at the lower end, gazing straight at his grandfather.

At a glance, Elderly Mr. Di couldn’t help but mistake him for a younger Di Yelei and whispered, “Third child…”

“Father! That’s your grandson, Di Xuan. Don’t you recognize him?”

Di Yelei’s heart ached, and his hand trembled as he reached for the chopsticks.

His feeble father, who had difficulty even walking, was a shadow of his former strong, powerful self. Now he couldn’t even recognize people. How could Di Yelei not feel sad?

Elderly Mr. Di stared for a long time before finally nodding, “You look like your brother when he was little…”

Liu Sisi also laughed, “Right? You’re absolutely correct, Father. Many people say that Xuan’er looks just like Yelei when he was little, like a carbon copy. But they say he looks even more like his Eldest Uncle. I haven’t met him, so I don’t know if he really does.”

“He does look like Hongyuan, he…”

Upon mentioning this topic, Elderly Mr. Di suddenly stopped speaking. Back then, Hongyuan opposed his father’s marriage to Ms. Zhao, so he left home in a huff and never kept in touch. Now, it seemed that Hongyuan had foresight. Since Ms. Zhao entered Di Family, they had never lived in peace for even a day.

He fell silent for a moment, then slowly began eating with his bamboo chopsticks.

Once he started eating, Liu Sisi realized that his left side was the disobedient one. His left hand shook terribly when he tried to support the bowl, but his right hand was still quite agile.

“Mom! Mom, is the food ready yet? YingEr is hungry! Mom, YingEr is home!”