"Aunt, you really can''t eat so much litchi." Chu Zhixi finally decided to say, "eat too much..."


    "It''s all right. The old comrades in arms know that my grandson is willing to eat. He sent it from the South and just arrived today." Aunt Chen''s smile is a little stiff and repeated, "this litchi is pure natural, without pesticides and hormones. Don''t worry."


    "Ah, Xiao Xi, you can eat it too." Aunt Chen smiled immediately. "Try it, it''s very sweet."


    She reached out and grabbed some lychees. Her hand leaked a mouth. When she sent them to Chu Zhixi, there were still two left.


    Chu Zhixi thought carefully and clearly. He couldn''t cry or laugh. He hurriedly said, "aunt, I don''t eat, don''t eat."


    "You''re welcome, my family."


    Chu Zhixi had no clue about the dialogue between donkey lips and horse mouth. She looked at Wu Mian innocently.


    Wu Mian still shook his head, but this time his action was a little bigger.


    "Yo, what are you talking about?" Aunt Chen asked with a smile when she saw their communication.


    "Aunt Chen, Xiao Xi has a thin skin. Don''t let her. When she''s ripe, she''ll have to eat all your litchi." Wu Mian said gently, "I''ll meet you this time and I''ll walk often in the future."


    "Xiao Xi is a good child. Xiao Mian, you can''t bully other girls."


    "I know." Wu Mian chatted for a while. In less than ten minutes, he began to make arrangements to go home for dinner.


    After seeing off the Wu family, Aunt Chen came back and said, "it''s good to see the child, but it may be a girl in a big city. How do you feel about things? What can eating litchi be nutritious?"


    "Wu Mian has a high heart. It''s impossible to find someone in bajingzi and take care of him. It''s his own business to live better or worse. Grandson and grandpa will pick litchi for you."


    Uncle Chen''s smiling heart is all on his little grandson, baby can''t.


    ……


    ……


    "Brother." Chu Zhixi shouted when he came out of the unit door.


    A brother, a hundred turns and a thousand turns, tender and broken.


    "Uncle Chen has a stubborn temper. If I stop him face to face, I can drive us out directly. I have a thick skin, but it''s nothing. I''m afraid my father won''t be able to live up to his face."


    Wu Mian took out his mobile phone and made a call.


    "What are you talking about?" Wu Zhongtai asked suspiciously without understanding a word.


    Wu Mian didn''t answer the old man''s question, but listened to the phone.


    As soon as that side was connected, Wu Mian said, "Lao Lin, two hours, come to bajingzi."


    "Little martial uncle, what''s so anxious?" Taoist Lin asked on the phone.


    "Hurry up and bring the whole set of things," Wu Mian said. "It''s the kind that looks very professional, formal and bluffing."


    "Little martial uncle, I''m here..."


    "Don''t bargain for two hours. If you don''t come, believe it or not, I''ll drive you down laogua mountain!" Wu Mian smiled, but even Wu Zhongtai could see the edge in his smile.


    "Er... OK, I''ll start now."


    "It''s getting dark. The mountain road is slippery. Be careful." Wu Mian told, "it''s faster when you get on the highway."


    "I see, little martial uncle."


    After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhongtai looked at Wu Mian strangely.


    "If you eat too many lychees, you''ll die." Wu Mian said faintly. "What we say, Uncle Chen won''t listen. I know."


    Wu Zhongtai thought about it. The second half of the sentence is true. With the old leader''s character, it is estimated that he might kick himself out.


    But what about the first half? I haven''t heard of the dead people who eat too many litchi. There is a saying in the northeast that the dead are buried under the plum tree, which means that eating too much plum is bad for your health. But litchi... I''ve never heard of anything bad about this Lingnan fruit.


    "Uncle, it''s true." Chu Zhixi was a little anxious, but he was still steady and explained to Wu Zhongtai, "I think the child is very thin. I heard Aunt Chen say that he basically doesn''t eat dinner. He ate a lot of litchi, and it''s estimated that he won''t eat dinner again."


    "Xiao Xi, does it matter?" Wu Zhongtai spoke politely in the face of his future daughter-in-law. He didn''t open his mouth and scold in the face of Wu Mian.


    "The problem that can occur when eating a lot of Litchi on an empty stomach is called litchi disease. At the beginning, there are some manifestations of hypoglycemia, such as dizziness, palpitation, fatigue, cold skin, pale complexion, etc. some patients have thirst and hunger, abdominal pain and diarrhea.


    In serious cases, there may be sudden coma, paroxysmal convulsions, skin cyanosis, decreased blood pressure and other symptoms, or even death. "


    Litchi disease... This thing is also a disease? Wu Zhongtai didn''t believe it in his heart, but when he saw Chu Zhixi''s serious appearance, he was embarrassed to say anything else. He just laughed and said, "go away, Xiaoxi, go home for dinner."


    "We''ll wait for Lao Lin to come and go back after we''re busy." Wu Mian said.


    Wu Zhongtai had been patient for a long time. At this time, listening to Wu Mian''s words, he was hot tempered and couldn''t suppress it any more. He flew up and kicked him in the leg.


    "Dad, it''s not easy for people to be able when they are old. Don''t flash your waist." Wu Mian patted the ash on his pants and said indifferently.


    "You stinky boy, your mother cooked twelve dishes and waited at home." Wu Zhongtai said angrily.


    "If you have the ability, go up now and ask Uncle Chen not to feed his little grandson litchi." Wu Mian went back directly. "It''s OK to go back. Uncle Chen''s family will be mourning tomorrow. I won''t come. Let''s say it first."


    In the face of the frank dialogue between father and son, Chu Zhixi was at a loss. She wanted to persuade her, but she didn''t know what to say.


    Wu Zhongtai looked at Wu Mian angrily.


    "Dad, hypoglycemia in children is easy to damage the brain." Wu Mian saw Wu Zhongtai sulking, thought about it and said seriously, "the energy supply of brain tissue mainly depends on glucose. When hypoglycemia occurs, the energy supplied to the brain decreases, affecting brain metabolism, and then serious brain injury occurs.


    The younger the age is, the more obvious the brain function damage is. Especially, litchi disease is still a disease with hyperinsulinemia and hypoglycemia, and the brain damage is more serious. "


    “……”


    "I studied 22 cases of serious litchi disease. All the children said they were sleepy and coaxed them to sleep at home. I didn''t know if they had hypoglycemia. I didn''t know it until the next morning. Either the child was dead, or it was severe brain edema, and finally became a fool."


    Wu Zhongtai also began to hesitate when he saw Wu Mian''s serious "nonsense".


    He looked at the time and said, "I''ll wait with you."


    "Dad, are you all right?" Wu Mian sneered. "Other people''s children are all right. I''ll starve you first."


    "I''ll see what kind of moth you''re making." Wu Zhongtai sneered. "Don''t think I don''t know what you think. Push and stop. As soon as you pout your ass, I know how to pull some sheep dung eggs."


    "Ha ha ha." Chu Zhixi laughed at Wu Zhongtai''s description.


    "I''ll buy you some steamed stuffed buns." Wu Mian had no choice but to cut off the topic.


    "I''ll go, I''ll go." Chu Zhixi said, "what kind of stuffing does uncle like to eat?"