Life is like a story, from birth to old age.

Some people's stories may have ups and downs, or they may be colorful, but they are more ordinary and simple. There is not so much complexity, only plain simplicity.

Wu Ye feels that he is such a person.

I have lived a simple life, without much to talk about, just like a cup of plain tea, with light taste and light color being the mainstream.

Occasionally, when life plays like a movie, it would be nice to be able to reflect on it and express emotion.

When you are young, you always cannot remember many things. On the contrary, when you get older, you can remember many things, and those details that you once forgot become clear again.

The naughty things in my childhood, the things in school, the things that happened in the early hours of the morning, and Master Ba, many memories from a long, long time ago.

I don’t know if it’s because the long road of life is coming to an end.

Wu Ye always likes to bask in the sun, recalling bits and pieces and scenes of the past. Some things are as clear as if they happened yesterday.

Shaking the cattail leaf fan, basking in the sun, listening to the Peking Opera that I couldn't listen to before, drinking the gradually getting stronger tea, and counting the days.

I don’t know when I started counting the days.

At the end of each day, I feel very lucky and happy. Another day has passed, and it is like a gift that has been missed by time has been picked up, and I have received more.

At that time, I didn’t understand what the elders said about living according to the day, but now I can understand it completely.

Some things, before a certain age, are like a layer of window paper covering them. No matter how you think about them, you can't figure them out or understand them.

By this time, you will be able to understand and feel clearly what it feels like.

I don’t dare to waste time and time anymore, but I cherish it because I know there are only a few.

Lying on the rocking chair, Wu Ye looked at the approaching morning.

Chen Chen, who already had silver hair, is now a gentle old lady. Her temper has been almost worn away by the years, and what is left is the gentleness and kindness that has settled down.

She is a very elegant old lady.

"Are you hungry? If so, I'll get you something to eat!" Ling Chen asked him.

Wu Ye shook his head.

I used to be able to eat three bowls of rice, but now one bowl of rice is too much. How much you can eat depends on your mood. The days of big fish and meat are gone, and it has become increasingly simple.

When you eat vegetarian food, you eat more than when you eat meat.

"You can eat it yourself. I have no appetite and I don't feel hungry!" Wu Ye replied.

If you eat less, you won’t feel hungry. If you eat too much, you will feel very uncomfortable. Your eating standards will drop again and again.

It was still very edible before.

Wu Ye felt that he had enjoyed a lot in his life, including fine clothes and fine food, glory and wealth. He seemed to have experienced eating, drinking, having fun, and delicacies from mountains and seas.

"You have no appetite. How can you keep going like this? Get up and drink some soup~!" He pulled him up in the early hours of the morning.

If you don’t want to eat, then drink. If you don’t want to drink, then eat. You have to choose one.

Do you think you are a superman if you just bask in the sun all day long and don’t eat? You don’t want to live a few more years, but I also want you to live a few more years!

Give it to me!

Wu Ye: ".,."

He really has no appetite. It's either soup or soup. After finishing a bowl, he has to drink it. Today it's chicken soup, tomorrow it's bastard soup, and the day after tomorrow it's beef bones. Who can bear it!

He had to drink it all day long, and Wu Ye almost vomited from drinking it.

"Is it okay if I don't drink? I really have no appetite. I just want to bask in the sun and drink tea!" Wu Ye said.

I glared at him early in the morning.

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language!" Chen Chen glanced at him.

Wu Ye: "."

He also thought that she had become gentle, and that his gentleness was left to his grandchildren, while his irritability was still his. He thought that she would become gentle as she got older, which is simply impossible.

Helpless, Wu Ye had no choice but to get up and prepare to finish two bowls of soup and then bask in the sun.

Oh, and you have to eat vegetables.

Just like taking care of a child, you have to take care of this and that, there is quite no freedom.

"Eat, eat, eat, that's all!" Wu Ye replied helplessly.

Now the food at home is cooked by the nanny. Wu Ye and Chen Chen no longer cook. Occasionally, when the children come back, the children cook.

When the son comes back, he will cook, and when the grandson comes back, the grandson will cook. Even if he doesn't come back, the nanny will cook. Anyway, they rarely do it themselves.

In the early morning, I only ask for what to eat every day and how to do it is the nanny's business.

Two nannies were specially found for them, one to cook and one to do housework, so their life was clearly arranged.

When he got home and looked at the chicken soup on the dining table, Wu Ye looked at the early morning.

"What are you looking at? Drink two bowls and then go for a walk to digest." Ling Chen replied.

Wu Ye sighed slightly.

He really doesn't like drinking soup anymore. If he hadn't pressed it in the early morning, he wouldn't have drank it.

Now he is not allowed to eat greasy food, not allowed to eat offal, and not allowed to eat sweet food. Anyway, he is controlled by each other. Mrs. Wu never controlled him like this when he was a child.

But here in the early morning, Wu Ye didn't dare to get angry. He did whatever he said in the early morning. If he didn't obey, he would get angry and even beat people up.

No guarantee for late holidays!

An old man in his seventies or eighties still asked her to train like this. Wu Ye felt that his life had nothing to do with it.

It's really hard to describe.

"Okay, whatever you say will be what you say. Anyway, you have the final say at home!" Wu Ye picked up the small bowl and took a sip of chicken soup.

In fact, it's quite delicious, but I just can't bear to drink it all the time and it doesn't feel so comfortable. It's okay if I drink it once in a while.

Anyway, ever since I learned about this method of soup supplementation in the early hours of the morning, I have never stopped using this method, and there has never been less soup on the dining table at home.

This is a sad story.

The more people lack something, the more they like to show off. Wu Ye has boasted in front of his brothers more than once, saying that he can do whatever he wants at home, and he can do whatever he doesn't want to do!

How is that possible?

At most, he can eat when he wants to eat, and be obedient when he wants to be told. Otherwise, he doesn't dare to beep too much.

Wen Qing was much healthier than him. He was able to knock the little old man at every turn, and his control was so strict that Wu Ye didn't have the ability to resist.

Coupled with the support of a group of children, Wu Ye was left alone and completely helpless.

"It doesn't matter who has the final say in the family. What's important is that you have to eat well and don't lose your appetite every now and then. It makes me nervous." Chen Ling replied.

If a young person has no appetite, it can be said to be in a bad mood. If an old person has no appetite, it is not a small matter and should be treated as a big deal.

Chen Chen was always afraid of this situation, and every time he would ask him if he felt uncomfortable somewhere. What could be wrong with Wu Ye? It was just that Chen Chen was too busy with things, just like those chains.

Wu Ye didn't think it was strange. He was already old and it was normal not to be able to eat much. Who could an old man eat two or three bowls of rice at a time?

Even if there are, they are extremely few, and it is impossible for a few people to be like this.

He is very clear about his situation and is relatively healthy. At least he does not need to sit in a wheelchair and can walk, eat, walk and drink tea by himself.

Alzheimer's disease has not started yet, and I am not confused.

At least when he goes out, he knows where his home is and how to get home. He even knows how to take a taxi and read the navigation.

What else? It’s already very good.

He is already seventy or eighty years old, and it is already very good to be able to do this. Anyway, Wu Ye is very satisfied with himself. It is enough to be able to do this, at least it will not cause trouble to the children.

"You're old, why do you worry so much about things sooner or later?" Wu Ye finished the soup and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "What should come can't run away, and what should go can't be kept."

In the early hours of the morning, I hit him with chopsticks.

She doesn't like to hear these things. The older she gets, the more fragile she becomes. Really, when she was young, she could still hold a weapon and stand out like a wolf, but now she doesn't want to hear fragile words.

"No more talking, that's enough." Wu Ye shut up.

In the early morning, I brought him some food and pointed to his bowl and chopsticks.

Wu Ye: "."

You can persuade anyone to do anything, but how can you persuade someone to eat?

Just forget it if you can’t eat it!

Yes! His eyes came over again.

After eating, Wu Ye went for a walk.

"Don't go too far! Just take a walk at home and you'll be fine!" Chen Chen warned.

Wu Ye nodded in agreement.

He doesn't have Alzheimer's disease anymore. Even if he goes for a walk in the community or the park, he won't be unable to come back. There is no need to worry about this at all.
To be continued...