Chapter 8: The Humorous Old Man

After visiting An An, Ye Zhenzhen suddenly remembered that she saw on the Internet a few days ago that the nursing home next door recruited free escort volunteers from the society, and her main responsibility was to chat with the elderly to relieve boredom. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many elderly people in nursing homes have no children, and there are few people in contact with them, so it is inevitable that they will feel lonely, so the nursing home has thought of a way to let caring people in the society chat with the elderly, and at the same time to relieve the elderly, but also carry forward our fine tradition of respecting the elderly.

At that time, I saw the recruitment information on the Internet, and then looked at the content and location of the work, just near the child welfare center in An'an, every time I visited An'an, I could come by the way to do an hour's volunteer, which was very good.

Ye Zhenzhen walked out of the child welfare center, turned a corner, and was about to turn into the nursing home next to her, but the doorman at the gate of the nursing home stopped Zhenzhen, who explained her intentions, and after leaving her name and contact information on the sign-in book, she was released.

In the nursing home, through a tree-lined path and a garden, a three-story building appeared in front of me.

In the corridor in front of the small building, there are many old people, two by two, in groups of three or five to chat with chess.

Zhen Zhen wanted to go to the management center of the nursing home to report first, but it was surrounded by three-story buildings, and after looking around, she didn't find any obvious signs.

It's better to find someone to ask clearly, and make up her mind, Ye Zhenzhen walked towards the crowded place, but she didn't take two steps, and suddenly, there was an exclamation behind her.

"Oops!"

Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly turned around and found that there were two old men four or five steps away behind her, one was lying on the ground, and the other lean old man was squatting beside him, trying to help each other up.

The old man who fell to the ground was obese, and the thin old man was very struggling, so Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly ran over and helped the fat old man up.

The fat old man was too fat, and he was busy for a long time before he helped the fat old man to sit down on a bench on the side of the road.

The fat old man sitting on the bench was panting while thanking Ye Zhenzhen: "Little girl, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, old man, are you hurt?"

The fat old man waved his hand, "No, I'm old, my legs and feet are not good, and I often wrestle without crutches." ”

The thin old man next to him stared at Ye Zhenzhen for two seconds, was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the fat old man, and said in a complaining tone: "I know that my legs and feet are not good, and I don't need crutches, so I am looking for a fall." ”

The fat old man was not convinced, "Don't you also use crutches, why should I use them?"

The thin old man pinched a handful of fat on the fat old man's body, "If you can get rid of this fat body, you can be like me." ”

The fat old man glanced at his big fat belly and shook his head, "No, I'm old, and I still have a few years to live, and my physical condition is not as good as when I was in the revolution." ”

The thin old man looked like he hated iron but not steel, "As for you, you are still a retired cadre, although you have retired from your job, but your ambition cannot be retreated, I will help you reduce it." ”

The fat old man's head shook even more, "No, no, it's rare for you to come to see me once, let's talk about something else." ”

The thin old man insisted, "As long as you are willing to listen to me, I can come to see you every day and chat with you every day." ”

The fat old man seemed to be moved by what he said, and was about to agree, when he suddenly remembered the little girl beside him, turned his head, changed the topic, and asked Ye Zhenzhen: "Little girl, look at the eyes, is it the first time you have come here?"

"No, I'm here to apply as a volunteer, and I want to report to the management office first. Ye Zhenzhen took out the registration form she was carrying, and was about to ask the fat old man about the specific location of the management office.

The fat old man squinted his eyes and tilted his head back, glanced at the registration form in Zhen Zhen's hand, and suddenly smiled: "Oh, you are the volunteer who came to chat with the old man, okay, my old man is just looking for someone to chat, you can talk to me." ”

"But I haven't reported it yet?" Ye Zhenzhen hesitated.

The fat old man pointed to a small building not far away and said: "Today, the person in charge of the management office is not there, and it is in vain to go, besides, I heard the volunteers who came a few days ago that you volunteers who applied for jobs online, as long as you fill in the information on the Internet, it doesn't matter if you report or not, little girl, if you are really not at ease, you will report again when you come next time, and there is no delay, I know, like you children who volunteer to come to see our old people, the most loving, come, tell grandpa, are you a college student?" Is it the same school as the group of students who came two days ago?"

The fat old man's series of words made Zhen Zhen a little suspicious, but the old man showed a strong desire to chat with someone, and Ye Zhen also put the matter of reporting behind her, and replied with a smile: "I have graduated and joined the work." ”

"I worked, I looked very young, like a student. ”

Ye Zhenzhen glanced at her student dress, ponytail, T-shirt, jeans, and carrying a schoolbag, indeed like a student, Zhen Zhen smiled embarrassedly, "I just joined the job this year." ”

"Where do you work?" asked the fat old man.

Chinese Center for Disease Control and Prevention. ”

As soon as Zhen Zhen's voice fell, the two old men on the opposite side were obviously stunned, and the fat old man glanced back at the thin old man, and the thin old man seemed to be very interested and asked, "Which department do you work in the Chinese Center for Disease Control and Prevention?"

"Institute of Infectious Diseases, what's the matter, the two grandfathers know someone who also works in the Chinese Disease Control and Control?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at the attitude of the two old men and asked.

The thin old man nodded, "Well, yes, but you may not know you, little girl, what's your name?"

"Ye Zhenzhen. ”

The thin old man was stunned again, but soon, a smile appeared on his cold face, and he said: "The peach is dying, its leaves are dying, and the son is returning, and it is suitable for his family...... Good name. ”

Ye Zhenzhen is also a musician, but she didn't expect this thin old man to say the origin of her name, and replied with a smile: "Well, my name is taken from the Book of Songs, National Style, Zhou Nan, Taoyao Chapter." ”

The fat old man interjected: "How can I talk about the Book of Songs, I care more about my starling, it has been dead for three days, and I can't hear its cry every day, and I feel really uncomfortable." ”

After the fat old man finished speaking, his face was gloomy.

The thin old man chuckled, "When did you raise birds?" I didn't even know you had this hobby. ”

The fat old man glanced at the empty birdcage hanging on the tree not far away, and sighed: "It's Lao Sun, he was taken out of the nursing home by his grandson last week, it seems that his daughter-in-law doesn't want to raise birds, so Lao Sun left his starling brother when he left, and entrusted me to take care of it, I only raised it for a few days, but the starling died, hey...... It's not related to me. ”

"What's no fate, you don't know how to raise it, right?" the thin old man deliberately teased.

The fat old man seemed to have a good relationship with the thin old man, and he didn't get angry or refute, but just sighed: "Originally, having a pet also has a spiritual sustenance, poor old grandson." ”

"Are you pitiful old grandson, or poor dead starling?"

"I'm pitying myself. The fat old man sighed, looking a little sluggish, "I don't even have a pet." ”