In recent years, there has been a social issue that has been mentioned by everyone, that is, how to treat the elderly in public. Some people say that when taking the bus, you should take the initiative to give up your seat to the elderly, and some people say that when you see the elderly crossing the street, you should take the initiative to reach out and help. Etcetera.

I actually praise this approach very much, because in the final analysis, these are some traditional virtues of the Chinese, which should be inherited and carried forward, and are the basic qualities that every person with a conscience should have. However, with the progress of the times, when more and more middle-aged people around us gradually become elderly, the situation is not as we imagined.

For example, on the bus, although we will also take the initiative to give up their seats, but therefore a little more reluctant, when helping the elderly to cross the road, we will also have some concerns about their own practices, many elderly people also have the character of relying on the old and selling the old, for example, they do the bus and feel that others should give up their seats in general, otherwise, it is a big rebellion, disrespect for the elderly. Even in the news some time ago, I saw an incident in which an old man muttered a few words and beat people because the little girl gave up her seat. Another example is that after many elderly people fall to the ground, well-meaning citizens reach out to help, but they are relied on, so the old man will always be entangled with this citizen for the rest of his life.

When did our society begin to become like this, the moral code was distorted, the definition of good deeds was destroyed, when these things were encountered, people who thought a little more openly shook their heads and shouted that they were unlucky, or took pictures and videos with their mobile phones to prove their innocence, but when some of the good deeds that should have been taken for granted gradually turned into distrust between people, then what is the point of us doing these things? The problem is never one-sided, not only those who do not save themselves when they see death, but also those old people with bad conduct, so in the final analysis, it is a sentence, when you are unfortunately inexplicably framed by an old man, inexplicably wronged, it is not because the old people have become bad, but because the bad people have become old.

And the story I'm going to tell today is the story of an old man, the story of an old man who fell to the ground.

When receiving this commission, Hu Zongren actually hesitated a little, because we had a similar experience before, the thing was roughly because an old lady who lived on the second floor accidentally fell and couldn't get up when she went up the stairs, and a college student who rented a house on the fourth floor of this building passed by and saw it, so he kindly helped the old woman up. After he sent his grandmother home, the grandmother thanked her again and again, and then he went home by himself. But it didn't take long for someone to knock on the door violently, and when I saw that it was the grandmother's son who came to the door, he insisted that he had hit the grandmother and ran away. At that time, the college student was very wronged, so he asked to confront the grandmother, but the grandmother changed her previous appearance of thanking her again and again, and insisted that the college student had knocked herself down, and began to ask for compensation.

This college student came to study in the city from the countryside, and his family background was not very good, and his tuition fees were all from work-study. After the parents of the college student learned about this, they had no choice, and they lost the only little money in the family It was still a lot worse, so the college student's mother was angry and couldn't afford to get sick, and the medical expenses and compensation pressed the college student's father out of breath, and finally chose to go to a dead end. He left behind a son who was in debt and a wife who was seriously ill in bed, and died.

This is a real case, there was a news report in 2009, and the reason for the report was that Hu Zongren and I made a ghost out of it. That case was done for free, not only did it free but also designed media exposure, and Hu Zongren even punished the grandmother's family. It's a tragedy, but this tragedy is caused by a good deed, so we can't tell whether we shouldn't do a good deed or whether we don't do a good thing. So when Zhao Jing called Hu Zongren to tell him about the case, Hu Zongren immediately told me, and before hanging up the phone, he dropped a cruel sentence: If this old man is the same as last time, it would be strange if I didn't dump him a few times.

Although that is the case, the case of the Xuanyuan Society is also unwilling, and Hu Zongren and I are unwilling. After meeting Zhao Jing at the appointed time, she took us directly to a hospital near Yuanjiagang in Chongqing. This hospital is an affiliated hospital of the Medical University, and because of the medical capacity, the price is more affordable than that of the military hospital. Therefore, this hospital has become the choice of many Chongqing people after they get sick. When I arrived at the hospital, it was already noon, at this time, there were usually a lot of people in the ward lined up in front of the microwave oven to prepare to heat the meals for the patients, the smell of the disinfectant mixed with the food was unbearable, and it was not very convenient to disturb when people were eating, so I proposed that we should eat something and then go, after unanimously passing, we found a row of small restaurants outside the gate of a nearby university.

People who do business are savvy, and they generally have a very detailed understanding of their customer base. This is the case, for example, of the owners of restaurants and supermarkets outside the school gates. In my opinion, there are two kinds of people in this world who make the best money, one is a woman and the other is a student. All in all, it's female students, so those boutiques, stationery stores, all kinds of beautiful headbands and stockings and other groceries are always crowded with female students. We sat down at a Xinjiang chicken restaurant and ordered a 48-piece chicken with powdery potatoes and juicy chicken.

After lunch, we found the ward according to the ward number that Zhao Jing got, this department is surgery, and there are almost all people with gauze wrapped around their hands and heads, and some are also wearing crutches, so most of the patients here are injured due to various accidents, such as fractures. The room was a triple room, the most beds in a single room in the hospital, and relatively inexpensive, only slightly better than those who lived in the aisles. In a corner by the window of that ward, a gray-haired grandmother lay on the bed, with one foot sticking out of the quilt and a cast tied with gauze, and a man and a woman sat on one side.

Zhao Jing stepped forward to say hello, and it seemed that the man was looking for her, so she began to talk to the man directly. Since after all, we were visiting the elderly, so we still greeted the grandmother very politely, but the woman who looked to be around 40 years old next to the old man's bed didn't seem to look very good, and even a little disgusted with our feelings. Although I don't know what Lu Dao is for, we have long been used to such expressions, and we didn't pay attention to her, but after briefly greeting the grandmother, we stood aside and waited for Zhao Jing.

At this time, the man who spoke to Zhao Jing at first said to us, this is the ward, if you don't bother, let's go to the outside hall and say, there are some situations, I need to explain to you. So he led us outside, took two steps and then came back, handed the woman a handbag under his armpit, and then turned and went on.

Hu Zongren and I followed out without saying a word, and went to the fire escape at the end of the corridor, where there was a fire door separated from the ward, and there were many cigarette butts on the ground. The man handed us a cigarette and said, "Let me introduce you first, my surname is Leng, and I invited you here this time because a strange thing happened to me."

Hu Zongren lit a cigarette and sat on the stairs, and asked Mr. Leng that we are here to help you solve the problem, you just tell you what you encountered, no matter how strange it is. Mr. Leng also sat next to Hu Zongren and said that the incident happened about two weeks ago, because of work, he would go home late, and his home is located in Baishiyi, Chongqing, but his place of work is in the main urban area. That is to say, when I go home every day, I will inevitably take a short section of the highway, which is some uninhabited places. Originally, this life has lasted for many years, but since two weeks ago, every time I drive home at night, some strange things will happen to varying degrees. I don't know if it's because of his own dazzle, he will see a small old woman in gray pony house crossing the road on the road, and he has encountered the same place for several days, and even almost bumped into it several times.

Mr. Leng said that it stands to reason that during that time period, the elderly generally rested, and although that section of the road is not a highway in the strict sense, but due to the previous road transformation, it was originally the most difficult highway and began to be free of charge, and it was changed to an inner ring road, but even so, it is still a high-speed facility, surrounded by protective nets, how can an old man appear here so late, and pick himself every day to cross the highway when he passes by that section of the road.

Mr. Leng said that when he first saw it, he didn't care about it himself, but scolded in his heart that this old man didn't cherish life, but for several days, he felt that something was wrong, and he slowed down the car the next day and paid attention to the old man. As a result, when his speed slowed down, he realized that the old man was coming straight to his car, and the last time he saw it, the old man hit the car directly, making a clangling sound on the hood, and he was afraid, so he got out of the car to check, but he couldn't find the old lady.

Hu Zongren frowned and asked, are you saying that the old lady is a ghost? I see that your description of the old man's appearance seems to be similar to that of your mother. Mr. Leng was stunned for a moment and said, my mother? Hu Zongren said yes, isn't that the one lying on the hospital bed? Mr. Leng said, you misunderstood, that's not my mother.