"Uncle, where are you going? I'll give you a cut. Song Ci rolled down the window and said.

The old man lowered his head when he heard the voice, looked at Song Ci with wide and dizzy eyes, smiled and waved his hand: "No, I'll just take the bus, you can go." ”

"Then there are some waits, there are few cars here, so the departure time is also long. Don't worry, I can't take passengers now, so I won't charge you money by the way. Song Ci said with a smile.

Probably the most touching sentence of the old man, the old man hesitated, and finally opened the car door and sat in.

"Thank you, young man." The old man was very polite.

"Nothing, just by the way." Song Ci smiled, and at the same time carefully glanced at the old man.

He should be about seventy years old, with thinning hair, a white-washed black jacket on his upper body, a loose straight-leg trouser on his lower body, and a thermos bucket and a large plastic bag in his hand, which looked like a change of clothes.

If you judge according to common sense, this kind of clothing and family conditions should not be very good, but this set of common sense, when applied to middle-aged women or the elderly, is usually not so accurate.

Why do you say this, because people of this age have lived a hard life, diligence and thrift are imprinted in their bones, even if they have money, they will not dress up too accidentally, and they are still dressed very plainly.

So don't look at their poor clothes, but it is possible that they are richer than the bright and glamorous young people on the street.

"Uncle, where are you going?"

"The Third Courtyard of the City, young man, thank you." The old man said politely.

"You're welcome, uncle, sit down." Song Ci closed the order-taking software and slowly drove into the rain.

"Is anyone in the family hospitalized?" Song Ci asked casually.

"My old lady broke her hip bone last time at home." The old man said with a smile.

I didn't frown because my wife fell and injured herself.

"Hey, it's estimated that you will have to lie in bed for a while, and they all say that you will hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, and your mother is so old, you have to cultivate well." Song Ci immediately took over the conversation and said.

"Who said it wasn't, I had Alzheimer's a few years ago, which was enough to worry people, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen again." The old man said helplessly.

"Then you run at both ends, it's hard enough." Song Ci glanced at the things in his hand and said with a smile.

"No, I'm basically in the hospital on weekdays, but the food in the hospital is not very good, she doesn't like to eat much, so I'll come back and cook some for him myself." The old man said with a smile.

"You two have a really good relationship."

"What's good, when I was young, I used to quarrel, but now that I'm older, I can't make noise, so I just live my life."

The uncle said this, but he smiled on his face, which shows that this is against his will.

Song Ci didn't ask him about the children, on a rainy day, an old man went to the hospital alone to see his wife, either he was a lonely old man with no children, or the children were not very filial, and asking more would only make the old man feel blocked.

So he didn't say anything more about it, but said, "It's really well developed here." ”

He directly pulled the topic over, and sure enough, as soon as he said this, the old man immediately had something to say, and began to complain endlessly.

Dongcheng is the old city, but it is also the best developed urban area in Jiangzhou City, but with the passage of time, it slowly declined, becoming an urban village, a slum, with the transformation of the city, it has become an industrial area, and a lot of factories have been built.

But even so, there are still a group of people living here, and this is the case with the elderly.

The old man talked for a long time, all of them were talking about the good past, although it was dirty and messy, but there were many people, and there were people walking through the streets and alleys, which was like being cold and lonely now, and even a dog could not be seen.

Song Ci echoed with a smile, and he responded from time to time, and the old man spoke even more energetically.

In fact, many things have two sides, there are good and bad, can not be generalized, the times are developing, and those who do not conform to the times will be eliminated sooner or later, not only cities, but also people.

When the old people's generation is gone, no one will talk about it anymore.

"Uncle, this is it." Song Ci slowly parked the car in front of the third courtyard.

"Yes, this is it, thank you, boy, I'll give you money."

The old man said and pretended to pay for it.

"Don't, I said I won't take your money, by the way, if I collect your money now, what will I become." Song Ci hurriedly said.

"That's really thank you, I really met a good person today." The old man said happily.

In fact, he didn't really want to pay for it just now, just for show, and when he heard the words, he was completely relieved.

The old man opened the car door and got out of the car, waved his hand to Song Ci, turned around and ran towards the hospital gate.

"Uncle, wait......"

"What's wrong?" The old man turned around a little weakly, thinking that he would not change his mind, and that he would ask him for money.

At this moment, Song Ci walked over and handed the umbrella in his hand to the other party.

"This umbrella is for you." Song Ci smiled and handed over the umbrella.

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, took a closer look at Song Ci, and then showed a smile, a very clean smile, a smile from the heart.

"It's still raining, you gave me an umbrella, don't you have an umbrella?"

"Nothing? I drove, and it was useless to ask for an umbrella, and there was still a long distance from here to the inpatient department, if I didn't have an umbrella, I would be completely wet when I arrived. Song Ci said, and these umbrellas were stuffed into the old man's hands.

"Then I'll give you money, this umbrella is a ......"

The old man said that he was going to pay the money, and this time he sincerely wanted to pay Song Ci money.

But Song Ci ran back to his car in the rain.

Song Ci's car slowly drove out of the gate of the Third Hospital, and subconsciously opened the order-taking software.

Suddenly I noticed that something was wrong, and when I turned around, I saw a young man in a plaid shirt sitting in the back seat.

Song Ci was a little surprised, when did the other party get on the bus? Was he just when he got out of the car?

"Boss, where are you going?" Song Ci asked.

The young man in the back row was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said happily: "Can you send me to the Sen and Sunshine Community?" ”

"The one on Ningchang Road?"

Song Ci sports car time is not short, and I am still familiar with some communities in Jiangzhou City.

"Yes, that's it, trouble you." The young man was very polite and authentic.

"It's fine."

Song Ci opens the navigation, and the navigation shows the twenty-three fares.

"I'll take you twenty, okay?"

"Okay." The young man in the back seat of the car agreed.

Song Ci glanced again in the rearview mirror and faintly felt that something was wrong.

At this time, it was late autumn, how could anyone still be dressed so thinly, and he didn't see the other party with rain gear, but there was no water on his body, which was very strange.

Did you encounter something unclean again?

But not only can he see the other party in the mirror, but he is no different from a big living person, and he can't see any other difference, so he can't directly ask the other party if it's weird, right?

With such a worried heart, Song Ci finally sent the "people" to the Sen and Sunshine Community.

"Guest, here, you are WeChat or -, escape the order."

Song Ci couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and then felt a chill rush from the tail vertebrae to his head, directly stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car several kilometers away, only then slowly stopped on the side of the road.

It seems that it is true that I have encountered something unclean again.

Once or twice in a row, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that it must have something to do with the "incense burner" he brought back, could it be the punishment of the land lord for him.

Song Ci took the jar out again, and then was stunned.

I saw that there was not only a gold ingot in the jar, but also a soft light.