敬老院并没有收到上头说今天会有人来做义工，是以姜暖暖跟翟霖到的时候，老头老太太们正在院子里散步打牌，个别年纪大的，护工正在帮忙喂水果吃。

Seeing the two of them come in cleanly dressed and carrying a bunch of fruit snacks, they were warmly received by the nurse and asked them to help take care of them temporarily.

Elderly people don't often look at young and beautiful faces, but many people know Zhai Lin.

“翟先生，是吧。”

The old lady sat on a stone bench not far away, looking at him with cloudy eyes with a little excitement.

Zhai Lin turned his head to look at Jiang Nuannuan, received her eyes, and the two approached.

"You know me." He sat down at the table.

"Of course I know, I read the news every day, and I remember my face well." The old lady was delighted, took an apple from the fruit bowl and handed it to him, "Do you want to eat apples?" Someone just delivered it yesterday and it's fresh. ”

Zhai Lin hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it.

The old lady smiled and said, "I can actually see a real person, but I have to say thank you in person." ”

Zhai Lin didn't answer, he heard this voice a lot, and he didn't know what expression to make on his face, just because the other party was an old man, he had a little more patience to listen.

老太太又自顾自的解释：“这家敬老院之前是陵港最便宜的敬老院，两千一个月，我自己的养老金正好够付，可要不是因为你让他们改革了，我还进不来呢，哈哈。 ”

Jiang Nuannuan took the apple in Zhai Lin's hand, peeled it in half and divided it with him, and said, "Why can't you come in." ”

老太太说：“因为价格便宜嘛，就不想收残疾人，我也能理解，护工嫌弃照顾我们起来会很麻烦，现在好了，因为翟氏集团有补贴进来，我才能干干净净的坐在这，不然早死家里了也没人知道。 ”

Zhai Lin lowered his eyes, only to see the old man behind the stone table sitting in a wheelchair, his two trousers empty.

"Do you have no children to care for you?"

老太太笑了一下，眼神似有缅怀，“两年前我们全家人坐我女婿的车旅游，途中出了车祸，就独活了我和我小孙女两个人。 ”

She couldn't help but hold his hand on the table, and said gratefully: "She has been adopted by a good family now, and she can still come to see me regularly, or how to say thank you, if I am still at home, they are not willing to bring their granddaughter to see my dirty and inconvenient appearance, how good it is now, I still have a little more hope to live two more years, to see her go to junior high school, take the high school entrance examination, and be as good as you in the future." ”

Zhai Lin moved his lips, "You're welcome." ”

在这个敬老院里的残疾老人，大多有着和老太太相似或者曲折的经历，大家能这么体体面面的，还能围坐在一块下棋谈笑，都是因为翟霖的慷慨捐赠。

His identity was recognized, and a small climax of the nursing home was ushered in.

Zhai Lin has never been sought after by a group of old men and old ladies as celebrities, and this feeling is really uncomfortable.

A naughty old man went to the radio station and played a song from that era and asked him to dance.

The other party is not the one who can make him lose his temper, he can only turn his head to look at Jiang Nuannuan helplessly.

She smiled and stepped in and took his hand, "Do you feel like you're the center of the world here?" ”

Zhai Lin was taken by her to learn the old lady to dance a pas de deux, her steps were chaotic, and she said helplessly: "This is what you said about dating." ”

"Isn't it good? We danced together. ”

"Yes, sandwiched between a bunch of old people."

"You're not as good at dancing as they are, just forget if you don't study, what do you dislike?"

“....”

Finally, when the trouble was over, he was pressed under the tree to play chess with the old man holding a teacup opposite.

Whether he loses or wins, there are two kinds of words, and they all praise him after all.

The old people's love for the juniors is extraordinarily simple, and when they came out of the nursing home, Zhai Lin's carefully groomed hair was also messy, and a broken flower that floated down from nowhere was sandwiched between the hair.

Jiang Nuannuan raised her hand at him, "Bow your head." ”

He obediently lowered his head and watched her pluck a wildflower, "You're playing tricks on me." ”

"Is it a joke?" She looked at him with a smile.

I just want to tell him that so many people like him, and self-harm is very irresponsible.

翟霖心知不是捉弄，跟这些对他只剩下喜欢的老人相处，他心里没有抗拒，只是因为从未接触过而茫然无措。

A nurse trotted out of the door, shouting and waiting.

The two turned around and saw her running over panting, and said with a sigh of relief: "That's the case, just now Grandma Fang forgot to ask, she has a friend's granddaughter who is studying in the school donated by Mr. Zhai, and their school has organized a letter-writing activity, I don't know if you have received it." ”

Zhai Lin did not receive it.

他的工作繁忙，捐赠的事情都是下属在办，下头没有重要事件根本不敢来打扰他，更别说这种只是花钱不赚钱的救助项目了。

But at this time, under Jiang Nuannuan's gaze, he opened his mouth and said, "I'll go back and ask." ”

“哎好，其实这也不是什么特别的事，就是挺多小孩子都给您做了手写信和小礼物，总是想您有空偶尔一两次回个信，他们一直在期待。”

Jiang Nuannuan expected that maybe it was a big pile.

...

The two went to the nearest lakeside restaurant for lunch together.

Subsequently, he went to the bottom of the Zhai building.

He and Gu Tingyan's territory are separated by two blocks, a towering high-rise building, and Jiang Nuannuan appeared here for the first time.

The secretary in charge of the donation project rushed to receive him and explained tremblingly, "You said that you should check the accounts of the funds on a regular basis and don't bother with the rest of the trivial matters, so all the letters sent by the school were kept in a separate warehouse by me. ”

He led the two of them to a floor dedicated to archives management, opened a door, and turned on the incandescent light inside.

Zhai Lin saw what was inside, and his pupils shrank.

As far as the eye could see, there were about 78 shelves, each of which was filled with cardboard boxes, and he didn't expect there to be so many.

The secretary casually took a box and opened it, and inside were stacked high, colorful envelopes and small gifts.

Zhai Lin's throat rolled slightly, "Since when?" ”

The secretary said: "After your accident in the mine village, until now, not only in the school, but also in the instant noodle factory and electronics factory, some disabled people who have found jobs because of you will also write to you, I don't dare to deal with it casually, so they are all piled up here." ”

Does no one in this world like Zhai Lin? Is there nothing to care about?

Jiang Nuannuan took out a letter at random and opened it, the handwriting inside was crooked, it was still written in pencil, and some words were replaced by pinyin, which looked like a thank you letter written by a person with a low level of education.

The content is straightforward.