I saw that there was a companion in Teacher Xu's room, which explained that she shared a room with two people, and the fee was half cheaper. I estimate that Mr. Xu's retirement salary is not enough for one person to have a private room, so I choose to share a room for two people. The total area of the room is 25 square meters - including the bathroom. Every day, someone is responsible for making the beds and folding the quilts for them. Sprinkle and wash. Pour the spittoon, wash the buttocks and feet. The bath is done once a week, and there are also people who do it for you. At this time, the old man was like a baby, and he was allowed to be smeared with soap to wipe his body, and a bunch of soap bubbles were wiped out. Eating is in the room across the aisle, with four people seated at each table, and the name of the old man in the seat is posted on the corner of each table. Elderly care services also include recreation, with nurses leading them to sing and dance, and go out for short distances – by car, of course.

I heard Teacher Xu say that her service is half nursing - neither Alzheimer's, nor paralyzed in bed, eating, drinking, pulling, and spreading her own plenum, but she is old and frail, and she needs someone to help her, and she charges 4,000 a month. I feel that the fee is not expensive, I have visited similar nursing homes in Beijing and Shanghai, and the fee is seven or eight thousand, so Mr. Xu can't afford to live.

When I entered, Mr. Xu was sitting with his head bowed, tears streaming from his eyes. In the past, Teacher Xu was so vigorous, like parents to us children, but now we are old and frail, like a different person. No wonder people say that old age is more terrible than death. I tried my best to persuade Teacher Xu to go to my house and ask me to give her a pension for the elderly, but she refused with red eyes. She is a person who is one for all and does not want everyone to be for me.

As he was talking, the waiter pushed the dining car and roared over. I looked at it and felt that there were many varieties and colors. Meals are ordered by the elderly themselves. Once a week, there is a printed menu that is checked by the elderly themselves. The illiterate elderly are given the name of the dish by the nurse, and the nurse ticks the box on the dish of what the old man likes. Pay more for more and save money for less food.

Because it was a foreign object that suddenly appeared, I didn't have a tick for me to enjoy, so I paid for a few dishes: sweet and sour pork ribs, braised sea bass, carrot fried shiitake mushrooms, and cabbage and tofu soup. It looks like it's full of color and flavor, and it tastes like it's all tasteless, the vegetables are all thickened, burned to a sparse scale, and the green cabbage leaves turn yellow, although it doesn't feel like eating in the mouth, it looks like a sticky pulp lake, and it's an authentic canteen dish.

Seeing that the teacher only got one dish, I asked her why she only ordered one dish. She said, I can't eat a single dish, how can I give up more? I understand that waste is a crime for her, and she will never do anything to be a good citizen all her life.

After having a meal with my teacher, I decided that I had to come every day and bring her lunch. The teacher has a bad mouth all her life, and the delicacy in other people's mouths will be tasteless when it reaches her mouth. The amount of food was so small that even in the days when everyone else was dying of starvation, she never tasted hunger, and she turned the food stamps she saved into buns and stuffed them into our hungry little stomachs. This gave her the biggest benefit, her co-workers collectively got diabetes, but she didn't, not a genetic mutation, it was her appetite that saved her. She eats little and is active, and she is busy day and night while teaching. With such a picky mouth, she eats and paste every day, and it is the last year of the wind and candle, which has to kill her.

So far, I cook some of the teacher's favorite meals every day, and ride a 50-minute bicycle to deliver to the teacher. I refuse all means of transportation that do not take any effort, and I will never ride a bicycle for the distance to solve the problem on foot, and I will never take a motor vehicle for the distance that a bicycle solves the problem. Therefore, I am not young and never take medicine. As for my peers, I have seen a person store a box of medicines in her home, half the size of a coffin, all of which are the medicines she takes every day – including health supplements.

The teacher lives in 301, and the old lady lives alone in 302 next door, and her name is Li Xianglan on the door number. Because of spinal problems, Li Xianglan's whole person is 90 degrees. There is "the incense body has not left the boudoir, and the forehead has arrived in front of the painting hall." "Style. The right hand with a strong veins is a cane, and the frequency of movement is not slow.

I heard from the teacher that Li Xianglan seems to have a problem with her brain. One day she ran out shirtless. The nursing home is a mix of men and women, living together on the first floor, and many old people live on the third floor. The teacher saw Li Xianglan, who was the backbone of the light, and said:

"Yo! Don't freeze. ”

Li Xianglan slipped into the house again, and when she came out again, she was finally not naked.

I've been there for a long time, and I've got a friendship with the right-angled lady next door. She always borrowed my phone to call, always to her daughter. After connecting, I was coquettish:

"Well, Mom misses you. Would you like to come and see your mom today? ”

Teacher Xu thinks that Li Xianglan has a problem with her brain, but I don't see it that way, I think Li Xianglan's brain is not confused. Because she always borrowed my mobile phone, Li Xianglan didn't want to go, so she had to send me a box of high-end selenium-rich tea. I sent it back and said to her:

"The cell phone bill was cheap. My mobile phone is a monthly subscription, I generally can't hit it, and it's a waste if I don't play, and your phone is free if you call me. ”

The old lady didn't listen, and when she saw that I insisted on selenium-rich tea, she changed the box of Oreos. I say:

"I'm not a child, I don't eat this."

Li Xianglan said: "Hey! Even if you do me a favor and eat it. It's all given by someone else. I don't have teeth, I don't have the ability to eat it. ”

When he spoke, he opened his mouth, revealing two rows of gums, and a few fangs stood on the bed, not up or down, not up or down, like a few singles men and women on a blind date, making awkward noise, and they couldn't match each other. Yu Yihua still refused to accept it, and the old lady got angry and said:

"Oh! You look down on me, and when you see that I am useless, you refuse to touch me. When the old lady said this, I hastened to take her Oreo and said:

"Thank you, just say something, I will help you if I can do it."

Once, I saw Li Xianglan insisting on straightening her waist in order to put the shower head of the water heater back in place. This kind of effort for ordinary people is like a grasshopper shaking a tree to her. I took the shower head from her hand and stuck it on the wall. The old lady nodded her head and didn't hunch her waist - she hunched her waist all day long, and thanked her. I saw that she couldn't deal with the showerhead, so I asked her:

"Why don't you hire a caregiver? When it comes to bathing, you should ask a nurse to wash it for you. ”

The old lady said, "I don't want the nurse to do this for me." My daughter would come and help me with the bath. ”

I understood that this was a little trick played by the old lady, she refused to hire a nurse, and it was inconvenient to take a bath by herself, so she wanted to use this as a reason to let her daughter come. But her daughter rarely came, and I came for a few months and never saw her.

I saw that she was alone, so I suggested that she find a companion and share a room with them, and save half of the rent.

The old lady said, "Money is not a problem!" Money is not an issue! My son and daughter are rich, they all live in villas, and they drive a trailer by themselves. I don't want to trouble my son, he can't do it, so when he comes, he will cross his legs, smoke a cigarette, and won't help me with anything. Why do I live alone in one room, you ask? Let me tell you, I have lived in nursing homes for more than ten years, and I have changed three of them, and this is the third one. I used to share a place in another nursing home. Oh, I'm sin for my life! The old woman who lives with her is very delicious! I'm not allowed to pull drawers or drag benches. ”

"Why?" I don't understand.

"She said that she had high blood pressure, she couldn't hear the voice, and she committed it when she heard her blood pressure. I can't touch the bed she slept in. ”

"Why? You don't have leprosy. "I'm even more puzzled.

"She said she had neurosis, and she would get sick when she touched her bed. I live with a nervous disorder. ”

I said, "Neurosis is not a neuropathy. ”

"I woke up a lot at night, and she told me I had a prostate."

I smiled and said, "The prostate is a man's disease, and you can't even think about it." It's like a man who wants to get uterine cancer, and he doesn't have that ability. ”

"My son came to smoke a cigarette, and she made trouble as soon as her son left."

"What's the fuss? Is she afraid of men? ”

"She said she couldn't smell the smoke, and when she smelled the smoke, she sneezed, and she couldn't stop, like a leaky toilet, and she couldn't stop leaking."

"Then when your son comes, you go to the hall with him to scrape eggs, the hall is well ventilated, and you are not afraid that your son will smoke and someone will sneeze."

"That's it, my son usually doesn't come to my room when he comes, he always meets me in the hall. She wouldn't let me use the alarm clock. ”

"She's afraid the alarm clock will interfere with her sleep?"

"She was afraid that the alarm clock would make her wake up. The more the alarm clock is up, the more she sleeps, and she has a nervous disorder. ”

"Didn't I explain to you that neurosis is not a neurosis."

"Her face is long all day long, and it pollutes my mood. I couldn't eat as soon as I looked at her face. ”

"Then you don't look at her."

"Watching TV, she grabbed the channel with me. She couldn't hear the singing, saying that her scalp tingled when she heard it. She is not ugly and likes to watch and fall in love. I like to watch young people kiss on TV. Like she listens to singing, my scalp tingles when I see them. ”

"Then you go to the lobby and watch the public TV."

"Mosquitoes always bite her. She told me about the smell of her blood, and my blood stinks, and the mosquitoes refuse to bite me for fear of the smell. She refused to light mosquito coils, saying that she would sneeze and spray mosquito coils, so she had to drink a glass of wine before going to bed at night. I advised her to drink less alcohol, because drinking alcohol hurts her liver. She said that the wine she drank was fed to mosquitoes. When she drank alcohol, the mosquitoes bit her again and she was drunk, and she couldn't bite her. Oops! We can't share a house! We can't share a house! I'm alone! Hey! Don't look at me now, think I was beautiful at the beginning! A small flower umbrella on his head, a pleated skirt around his waist, and a pair of small high heels on his feet. Don't look at me as illiterate, I used to be the principal of a primary school, a deputy in charge of administration. Alas, people are worthless! People are worthless! Go straight to Huangquan Road! ”

I teased her: "You are the same as Prime Minister Liu Luoguo, the principal Li Luoguo." There is no small Luo pot on the back, and people do not bow their backs. ”

Li Xianglan grinned when she heard this.

I heard Li Xianglan introduce herself as illiterate. But one day, I brought a book to read, it was "Providence is Always Difficult to Ask - Ji Xianlin's Later Years", she came over on crutches, took the book in my hand, and read these twelve words in one breath. This makes me go back to my mother's house like a second fairy girl - the clouds come and go. Is she illiterate? Ask her if she knows how to read. I don't think these 12 words can be read by reading Braille. She said she didn't want her son, but asked me to call him. The son didn't listen to a few words and said that he was busy. It turned out that she didn't want her son, but she couldn't call her son.