Wutong Community is a relatively old residential area in the city, with a total of five eight-story buildings, which were built in the late eighties of the last century. Perhaps completely forgotten by urban planning, little has changed here for decades.

The community is located at the foot of a hill, and a dilapidated road passes through it, potholes, which is an absolute nightmare for a car with a low chassis!

And this is the only place where people who pass by can remember it.

On the narrow streets, except for a few old people carrying baskets of vegetables staggering, there is hardly a shadow of young people in sight, deserted, without the slightest popularity.

Kong Zhiming finally found an inconspicuous corner, and after stopping the car, he took out two volunteer hats and handed one to Xiao Ling, and said with a smile: "This time, we are visiting the old man on behalf of the volunteer service team!" ”

Xiao Ling was speechless.

After getting out of the car, Kong Zhiming took out two five-kilogram bags of rice, a large barrel of vegetable oil and two bags of fruit from the rear trunk, and in this way, the two walked straight towards the door of the community with their things in their hands.

Unlike other communities, Wutong Community does not have a so-called sentry box except for two huge rusty iron gates, and of course there will be no security guards.

The iron door was locked, but the small door on the door was open, and no one could enter or leave. Through the doorway, there is no one in the community.

After entering the community, Xiao Ling asked Kong Zhiming: "Why is this place so deserted?" ”

"Do you still expect a forgotten corner to be lively?" Kong Zhiming sighed and continued: "Most of the people who live here are elderly, and a large part of them have no children or have been forgotten by their children! ”

"What? It is understandable to have no children, what does it mean to be forgotten by children? "Xiao Ling is very different.

"There are many meanings, some are busy with work, some can't get along, some feel that there is no oil and water, and some dislike it, anyway, there are many reasons, I can't finish it!" Kong Zhiming said lazily.

“……”

Seeing that Xiao Ling was speechless, Kong Zhiming gave him a blank look, and smiled: "Don't care so much, like this situation, there are all over the country, there are more of them, look away, this is just an example!" ”

"These are the parents who gave birth to themselves!!" Xiao Ling shouted. "All Nima is raised in vain!"

"Don't shout, if this place is going to be demolished and replanned, I promise, it will definitely be very lively!" Kong Zhiming smiled.

“……”

Because of the investigation in advance, Xiao Ling followed Kong Zhiming and quickly found the land - 501, three buildings and four units.

Kong Zhiming stretched out his hand and knocked on the door: "Is Aunt Zhou at home?" ”

Before the words fell, the door immediately opened, and an old lady who looked to be about seventy or eighty years old appeared at the door, and as soon as she saw Xiao Ling and the others, her wrinkled face with a smile was immediately replaced by surprise.

"...... you?" The old lady's cloudy eyes were full of doubt.

"Aunt Zhou, we are from the community volunteer team, and we have come to visit you!" Kong Zhiming smiled and bowed.

The old lady turned her eyes, and then she saw what was in the hands of the two, and the expression on her face immediately changed to surprise and surprise.

"Thank you, come, come in and talk." The old lady hurriedly let Xiao Ling and the others into the house.

This is an old two-bedroom house, the walls and floors have been discolored and damaged, the area is no more than 60 square meters, although the furnishings inside are old, but they are still neat and orderly.

Xiao Ling didn't think so, because the house in his hometown was worse than this, but Kong Zhiming frowned slightly.

Because he found that there was a plate of green vegetables and a plate of tofu on the table, next to a small pressure cooker and a bowl of rice that had only been eaten in half, and the chopsticks were still on the bowl.

"Auntie, why are you only eating at this time?"

"Hehe, I'm an old woman, and it's not the same when I eat it." The old lady rubbed her hands a little awkwardly and smiled. "Sit down, the place is small, don't dislike it."

Xiao Ling also saw the scene on the table, so he asked, "Auntie, isn't the uncle coming back for dinner?" ”

"Oh, he's helping the second child take care of the children now, he doesn't live here." When she said this, Aunt Zhou's expression immediately darkened, but she immediately turned around and poured tea for the two.

"How old is your grandson?" Xiao Ling asked again.

"I'm over nine years old, and I'm in the third grade." It is estimated that when Xiao Ling asked about her grandson, the old lady's mood seemed to be much better.

"Does Uncle usually come back?"

"I basically don't have time to come back, and the two are too busy." The old lady put two cups of tea on the small coffee table and said with a smile: "The children are expensive now, how can no one look at them!" Come, please have tea. ”

"Thank you, Auntie!" Kong Zhiming's brows furrowed even deeper, and he asked, "Could it be that the uncle has been helping to watch the child all along?" ”

"yes, I've been watching it since I was a few months old."

"Why don't you go with you?" As soon as the words came out, Xiao Ling immediately regretted it, because the moment the old lady put down the teacup, he saw a trace of disappointment on the old man's face.

"There's no way, the second family's house is not big, so I can't live in it." The old lady explained with a strong smile.

"I heard you have two children, what about the eldest?" Kong Zhiming continued to ask.

"She comes back often, but she can't stay at home for half a day." The old man wiped his hands and sat down on a small stool beside him.

"Why don't you show the eldest to see the child, is her child very big?" Kong Zhi asked knowingly.

"Alas, my daughter is in a lot of trouble, and she is almost thirty years old and still has no family." The look of loss on the old lady's face was even worse. "I really don't know what young people think nowadays."

"When does the Boss usually come back?"

"I usually come back once a month, but I can't say for sure." The old lady replied.

"Oh, what about the second one?"

Hearing this, the old lady was silent for a while, and then said for a long time: "She, after all, she has a home, and it would be good to come back to see me once a year!" After saying that, he sighed.

"It's so busy, no wonder the uncle can't leave." Xiao Ling suddenly wanted to sneer a few more words, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, he was afraid of irritating the old man.

"Yes, the second child got married early, and the burden on the family is heavy." The old lady didn't seem to hear Xiao Ling's sarcasm and explained.

"How many children are there? When did you become a family? Kong Zhiming asked again.

"How many?! It's hard to get one! The old man started a family at the age of twenty-seven, and he is almost twenty-seven this year. The old lady sighed.

"Oh, the two sisters are not even three years apart." Seeing that the old lady's mood began to lose again, Xiao Ling had no choice but to change the topic.

The old lady nodded: "It's not much different." In fact, the appearance is similar, all with me, and so high. After saying that, she suddenly smiled, as if she saw the appearance of her two daughters in childhood, and her eyes revealed a kind of loving brilliance.

In the following time, Xiao Ling and Kong Zhiming continued to chat with the old lady, and her eldest daughter Hu Ling was the most talked.

Before leaving, Kong Zhiming stuffed another 8,000 yuan into the envelope that he had originally prepared for 500 yuan, saying that it was a little kindness from the community volunteers, which made the old man grateful, and finally sent the two out with great gratitude.

Walking out of the gate of the community, Xiao Ling asked Kong Zhiming: "Don't you say that Aunt Zhou is less than sixty, why is she so old?" Or are you getting the wrong object? ”

"Old?!" Kong Zhiming suddenly sneered and said, "If it weren't for Hu Ling, I guess this old lady would have died of old age!" ”

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "I really can't figure it out, it's understandable that I'm busy with work, after all, life is stressful now, but parents have paid so much to their children, but they don't even have anyone to talk to, what kind of thing is this?" Animals know how to feed back, let alone people, what about filial piety? ”

"Hehe, it can be summed up in three sentences, which varies from thing to thing, from person to person, and from time to time!" Kong Zhiming saw it very openly.

Hearing this, Xiao Ling was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered another thing: "I think this old lady is a little strange." ”

"What's weird, why don't I think?" Kong Zhiming turned his head and glanced at Xiao Ling.

"As soon as we knocked, she opened the door immediately, as if she had been waiting for us." Xiao Ling touched his nose, his brows furrowed.

"Haha, what should I do?" Kong Zhiming laughed and patted Xiao Ling's shoulder: "Brother, when you reach this age, you will naturally understand!" After saying that, he sighed heavily.

(End of chapter)