Chapter 003: The Price of Impulse

Lao Lu took out the key, opened the door of the office, and said to Xiang Nuanyang outside the door: "Come in, your teacher told me before, you are a child who is easy to be impulsive, but I didn't expect it to be really impulsive." ”

Xiang Nuanyang stood outside the door without saying a word, and did not go to the office: "Leader, is our community working here?" ”

"It's here for the time being, but when the old renovation project starts, it may be possible to change the office, and now this office is used by the community. Because Chunfeng Lane has always been with me, I haven't separated it. ”

Lao Lu turned on the light, cleaned up the messy things on the sofa, piled them on the desk, and then beckoned to Nuan Yang: "What are you rubbing?" Community work is mainly to serve the public, usually not much time in the office, you just out of school may not know much about our work, slowly get better. Hurry up and come in and drink saliva, at two o'clock, I made an appointment with Aunt Wu to talk to her about the renovation of the old house, you happened to come, this is the planning book, you take a look at it first, and I will introduce it to Aunt Wu and other neighbors in a while. ”

When Xiang Nuanyang heard Aunt Wu, he immediately became nervous: "It's the aunt with a high-pitched voice who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement?" ”

Lao Lu was amused by her words: "Although Aunt Wu is easily excited, she is not bad, and she has appeal, she was the lead singer of the art troupe when she was young, you have to learn to see her advantages." ”

Xiang Nuanyang collapsed on the sofa, did not answer the planning book, and did not respond to the old words. All she thinks about now is that the money is gone, how will she spend the next month...... Will she be able to hold on?

Sure enough, I was still impulsive, and I couldn't bear this price.

Ding zero, the phone ringing startled Xiang Nuanyang, and the voice was harsh. "Leader, why is your phone ringing?" She was surprised.

Lao Lu's face changed suddenly, and he quickly rummaged through a red elderly machine wrapped in duct tape on his desk: "Hey? Aunt Zhang, your Uncle Zhang has gone out, and I'll ask him to call you back later. Hey, okay! ”

Xiang Nuanyang frowned, looked at the old road, and asked "what's the situation" with his eyes.

Lao Lu sighed: "Uncle Zhang passed away half a year ago, and Aunt Zhang was left alone, a lonely old man with no children and no daughters, and he had Alzheimer's disease, and he forgot everything, the only thing he remembered was his wife's phone number." ”

Lao Lu handed the old mobile phone to Xiang Nuanyang: "No, if there is a call, I'll answer it, she knows that her wife is fine, so she won't walk around, I go over every day to take a look, just make sure she's okay." ”

Xiang Nuanyang took the phone, looked at the mottled bump marks on it, and felt a little sour for a while.

She took out a notebook and recorded on it: "Aunt Zhang's Alzheimer's disease, she visits at a fixed point every day, and only remembers Uncle Zhang's phone number." ”

Lao Lu picked up the teapot and took a sip of water, and before he could swallow it, the office door was pushed open. "Is the old road there? Old road, come and take a look, the water on the upstairs of my house is running, hurry up, if you don't go, the water will be flooded! "The person didn't make a sound, and he went into the house.

didn't swallow a mouthful of water, Lao Lu choked and coughed, he raised his hand and pointed at the person who came: "There is time to come to me, why don't you hurry up and contact the upstairs!" ”

"Can't get in touch! If I can get in touch, I'll be able to come, so you can hurry! A man in a vest and big pants hurriedly dragged the old road, "Hurry up." ”

Lao Lu took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a call: "Wang, hurry up and close the sluice, Unit 5 of Building 12 in Chunfeng Lane!" Xiang Nuanyang hurriedly followed, with an extra contact register in his hand, and shouted as he ran: "What is the name of the upstairs resident of his house?" ”

Lao Lu shouted: "Fu Chuncai, 12 buildings and five units 303." Get in touch! Xiang Nuanyang opened the contact register in a panic and called the phone number registered above.

After dialing for a long time, no one answered, Xiang Nuan Yang's temper rushed up, kept dialing, I don't know how many times I dialed, and a lazy voice over there picked up the phone: "What are you doing?" I didn't have a time to stop, and I was playing cards. ”

When Xiang Nuanyang heard this, he was a little anxious: "Mr. Fu, room 303, unit 5, building 12, Chunfeng Lane, your house is running out of water, you hurry back and open the door to repair it." ”

"Spring Breeze Lane?" The man was still not in a hurry, "You can watch and deal with it, that broken house is repaired every day, and I can't take care of it." ”

Just entered the corridor, Xiang Nuanyang almost jumped out, the water on the third floor has been bubbling to the first floor, the entire corridor stairs are a vast ocean, up and down turbulence, like a water curtain hole!

"If you don't come back, how will we open the door and deal with it?" Xiang Nuanyang walked into the room on the second floor, and the person over there snorted: "That's your business, you just ask how much money you pay downstairs." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.

Xiang Nuanyang looked up, only to see that the situation in the bathroom and kitchen was out of control, and small water was dripping down.

The man in the vest and pants just now was taking pictures with his mobile phone at this time, with a wry smile on his face: "Don't panic when you encounter something, take out your mobile phone first and send a ...... to Moments"

Xiang Nuanyang was dumbfounded, what kind of great mentality is this? "Big brother, aren't you in a hurry?"

The man in the vest smiled, took off his chin and nodded in the direction of the wall: "Do you see the traces on the wall?" ”

Looking at the warm sun, the wall was mottled with yellow-brown water stains one after another, obviously not left once or twice. "What is this?" She asked with a frown.

"The pipeline is in disrepair, and if it is cracked, it will be cracked, and there are no less than five times in my house alone. Little girl, new here, right? The man in the vest put away the phone, "The one upstairs is a hob meat, he can't come back, every time." ”

Xiang Nuanyang remembered the man's lazy tone and arrogant attitude, she was angry, but she had nowhere to say: "If he doesn't come back, how can we repair the pipeline?" You can't keep the pipeline off without water supply. ”

The man in the vest shook his head: "What can I do?" Upstairs is a big Buddha, and even the old road can't please move him. ”

"Why don't you move?" Xiang Nuanyang didn't know why, stood in the water and asked, "He doesn't live alone in the community, he must always have a sense of public morality." Besides, don't you care about the feelings of the old neighbors? ”

The man didn't answer directly, first showing a look that you are still too young, and then said: "People are not from Chunfeng Lane at all, how can they take care of the old neighborhood." ”

"What?" Xiang Nuanyang didn't figure it out.

The man in the vest looked at her ignorantly, and explained: "Didn't you keep talking about demolition and relocation a few years ago, someone also bought a few houses in our Chunfeng Lane, not for anything else, just to get some money for demolition." But this year, he said that he would not demolish it, and he abandoned it, and people are not like us, only this house. ”

Xiang Nuanyang looked at the eldest brother in front of him, and couldn't say what he felt in his heart, feeling that he was open-minded? Not really. Think he's weak? Neither is it.

Anyway, she didn't want to look at him and admit it.

Now that the weather is good, it may be drier with more ventilation, but what if it is winter?

"Big brother, don't think about it so much, I'll go to him!" Xiang Nuanyang took out his mobile phone and looked at the number just now, "Not coming?" It's not up to you to decide whether you come or not, you have to have a sense of public morality! ”