"The old and the old, the young and the young", this is one of those "incomprehensible allusions". Taken out alone, Mencius's famous words do not seem to be related to Zheng Haohui's heart disease, but in the context of the time, it did play a great role in his depression. Today, there is another activity in the elderly and child assistance group, and he still participates.

At about twelve o'clock in the morning, Zheng Haohui sat on a cold stone bench among the lawns, guarding an unmanned path in front of him. The trail was so similar to one in the central park of the Dizijiayuan community that he stared at its end in obsessed anticipation of a woman pushing a stroller as he walked by, forgetting that his stomach was rumbling. In the past, Jia Yan and Jia Yan held hands on the wooden bench next to the path, and every time at noon, the densely covered yellow stroller would pass in front of them. He couldn't remember what the woman in the stroller looked like, only that the stroller was blinded by the yellow tarpaulin, black gauze and pink towel enough to be seen through the cracks, and he couldn't see what was inside. He once made a bet with Jia Yan to see who could guess the secret inside the car. He insisted that it was a sleeping child, but Jia Yan insisted that the woman had bought it back. "If it's a child, how can you not hear a sound every time? And it's not good for a child to be so tight when he's in it. ”

"Brother Zheng, are you here!" Xiao Han, a college student in the group, ran over, "The car from the center is here, ready to eat." ”

A Jinbei bus slowly twisted its body in the parking lot of the front yard of the nursing home, the same one that Zheng Haohui helped frame last time, aiming at a somewhat narrow vacant space. The rear seats of the car are removed, and from the outside, through the windows, you can see that the entire rear compartment is filled with white plastic boxes. After Jinbei stopped awkwardly, two people jumped out of the front row, one was Gao Cuini, and the other was Shang Yiming, who acted as the driver. Volunteers and nursing home staff had already gathered around the back of the car, and Shang Yiming lifted the back cover of the car while apologizing to everyone with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." He helped the staff move the boxes down one by one, and continued: "It's the first time I've walked this road today, and I've never driven such a big car before, so I delayed a lot of time...... "Don't say that, it's us who trouble you." A female staff member in her forties who seemed to be in charge took the plastic box handed by Shang Yiming and said kindly, "I want you to run all the way." "You're welcome," Trini beckoned the volunteers to help and said to the staff member indifferently, "It's just a gesture." Let's bring these meals to you and the old man first. ”

The nursing home has a cafeteria, and the staff and volunteers who do not take care of the elderly come here with boxed lunches. Dante didn't know the rest of the group and didn't want to rush to Cheng Haohui, who was sitting alone at the door, so he shared a table with Trini in order to avoid missing any information during lunch. He consciously distanced himself from her by a single person, and the table was originally occupied by Trini, but Dante guessed that the assistant was probably not very familiar with the group.

"When do they say we'll be able to clean up the kitchen?" said Dante. "No, but I guess they're hurrying on. Not to mention the high cost of ordering food outside, you have to pull your own driver to ensure that these old people can eat on time. "Uh......" "Oh...... Speaking of which, thanks to you today, their Master Liu, his daughter had a high fever this morning, and his leave not only caught the nursing home off guard, but also caught us off guard. If it weren't for your driver's license, I really don't know who I could go to, and then not only the people in the nursing home, but also our volunteers would be starving. "No, I'll let them ...... today as well Hungry for a while. "Fortunately, I just heard from the administrator's aunt that if you wait for the catering company to deliver, the road is relatively far, and the place is in the mountains, people's trucks still go door to door according to the pre-plan, and it would be good to get here before half past one." ”

Trini put down the tableware, took out the paper towel she brought with her to wipe her mouth and hands, glanced at Shang Yiming's lunch box, and saw that there was not much food left, so she said, "Sister Yun said that you have a lot of food, and you can't eat enough in one box, so go get another box." "No need. Dante waved his hand embarrassedly, "Everyone else has a box, I'll ......" Trini smiled and said, "They have a surplus of orders, and they can't finish eating and they waste it." Take it if you want, you've worked hard today. "No, it should. Dante hurriedly said, "I don't have anything to do today." In fact, he prefers to say, "I don't have anything to do", because Xiao Zhang, who was on duty with him in the psychological counseling group in the morning, only to wear headphones to listen to psychology lectures on the Internet, and he listened to them for a while, only to feel that the systematic theory and professional analysis were beyond the scope of his knowledge, so he had to return a headset borrowed from her and sit aside boringly.

"Speaking of hard work, in fact, you are the hardest in this paragraph. Dante turned his head and complimented Trini, "Sister Yun is busy with work, and she can't take care of the center, you are all supporting inside and out, arranging this and that, so that the center ......can operate normally." Trini interrupted him with a smile, looking down and pulling up the remaining half of the rice in her lunch box.

Dante secretly peeked at the door of the cafeteria and found that Zheng Haohui no longer touched his food, so he stood up and pointed at his back, and whispered to Trini: "I'll go see Zheng Haohui, maybe he hasn't eaten enough, and I don't know if he can get another box." "Okay, it seems that you and Sister Yun know him better than the rest of their group. Trini said jokingly. "It's better not to be like this. Dante also sighed in a joking tone.

He walked over, not seeing Trine looking at him with a suspicious look behind his back.

He took another box of lunch, came to Zheng Haohui's side, waved his chopsticks, and asked, "Are you full?" Trini said that if you are not full, you can go and get it again. "No, I'm full. Zheng Haohui's dim eyes winked at him, and he turned to stare at the trees outside the door. "Oh, is there anyone over here?" he said, gesturing to the empty chair at the table. Zheng Haohui shook his head. Dante put down the lunch box and sat down, pretending to appreciate the food in the box, and after being silent for more than ten seconds, he still spoke first: "After you arrived at the center, we didn't seize the opportunity to chat." How does it feel?" "What does it feel like?" "No, I mean, you've been to a few events, and you're ......" "Oh, my mood has suddenly cleared. Zheng Haohui was clearly in a cynical tone, and Danting suddenly felt bad when he heard it, "Because I saw more ugly old faces." "Did you have a misunderstanding with your group?" Dante was stunned by the unexpected answer, and couldn't decide what the "old face" meant. "No, it's okay with them. Zheng Haohui didn't continue, took his mineral water and drank it unhurriedly. Dante didn't ask questions, didn't even dare to look at him again.