Within a few days, the hearing aid delivery was delivered.

Yunfeng hurriedly picked up the courier and opened it to check it out.

The principle of hearing aids is not complicated, there is a microphone on it, which collects sounds from the outside world, and then there is a headphone, as long as the headphones are worn, the sound is transmitted to the ear.

Depending on the degree of hearing loss, adjust the volume of the headphones.

After getting ready, Yunfeng called Guo Sheng, and the two set off again, heading to the old man's village.

drove into the village, and Yunfeng was already familiar with the road.

He opened the photo of the old man on his phone, and after seeing a few aunts who were chatting together at the entrance of the village, he stopped the car.

He got out of the car, walked over and shouted, "Mother, have you eaten?" ”

Several aunts looked puzzled, as if they were wondering who the person in front of them was.

"Eat." An old woman said.

"Who are you, I don't have any impression." Another mother-in-law asked.

Yunfeng smiled: "I haven't come back to Xi'an, I'm a Changshun baby." ”

"Changshun, ......"

Several mothers-in-law showed abrupt expressions.

Guo Sheng on the side held back a smile.

Yun Feng's mouth kung fu, he can be regarded as having seen it.

Yunfeng took out his mobile phone, showed the photos to the mothers-in-law, and asked, "Mother, do you know where this grandfather's house is?" ”

A few mothers-in-law came up and stared at the screen for a while.

"This is Lao Liu, this photo is very good."

"Lao Liu is in front, you take a few steps forward, a red iron door, and the house with white tiles at the door is his house."

Several mothers-in-law were obviously familiar with the old man.

"Thank you, mother, then I'll go over and look for someone first."

Yunfeng returned to the car, drove forward for a while, and saw the house in the mouth of the mother-in-law.

The walls of the doorway were covered with white tiles, and there was a large red iron door that had been rusted.

"That's it." Cloud Wind Channel.

"Then I'll get started." Guo Sheng also got the camera ready.

Yun Feng got out of the car, and there were a few young people from the village who gathered to chat nearby.

Of course, when it comes to being young, there are actually people in their forties and fifties.

These people also looked at Yun Feng with curious eyes.

Guo Sheng also followed Yunfeng out of the car, holding the camera and starting to record.

Yun Feng walked to the door and shouted, "Master, are you in the house?" ”

After shouting a few times, no one answered.

An uncle on the side came over and said with a smile: "Lao Liu's ears are not good, you have to knock on the door." ”

As he spoke, the uncle stepped forward and slapped at the door.

After filming for a long time, a voice came from inside.

"It's coming!"

As soon as he heard this familiar voice, Yun Feng walked quickly to the door.

The uncle who knocked on the door before also turned around and left.

"Thank you, uncle." Yunfeng laughed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the small door on the big iron gate opened.

An old man in a white short-sleeved shirt appeared at the door.

When he saw Yunfeng standing at the door, his face showed surprise, and his smile almost overflowed.

He stretched out his hands, and Yun Feng also stretched out his hands, and the two of them held each other tightly.

The old man's mouth whimpered excitedly, and he couldn't say a complete word, but he pulled Yunfeng and walked towards the house.

The two of them are like old friends who haven't seen each other in years.

"Let's go, let's get in." Yunfeng greeted.

Inside the gate is a small courtyard with cement on the ground, and inside is a one-story bungalow, which looks quite new.

It was only when he walked to the door of the bungalow that the old man let go of Yunfeng's hand.

The old man said apologetically: "I have bad ears, I can't hear you knocking on the door in the house." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll be louder and you won't hear it." Yunfeng laughed.

"Let's go, let's go inside and sit."

The old man beckoned Yunfeng into the house.

The house is also quite new, the home is obviously renovated, and the entrance is a hall with a coffee table and sofa.

"You sit down first, and I'll pour you water."

After the old man had finished speaking, he went to another room.

At this time, Guo Sheng, who came in later, came in with a bag of flour in his hand.

"Hurry up, I can't hold it." Guo Sheng's expression was obviously holding his breath.

He was holding a camera in one hand and a face in the other, which was also difficult for him.

This bag of noodles is a bag of ten kilograms, and it is also a gift that Yunfeng brought to the old man this time.

Yun Feng took the flour, and Guo Sheng's face soothed.

Yun Feng carried the flour to the room where the old man had gone earlier.

Inside was a kitchen, a kettle was placed on the kitchen countertop, and the old man had just taken out two cups.

"Master, you take this."

The old man turned his head to look, and subconsciously waved his hand to refuse.

"Take it! It's very heavy. Yunfeng said again.

The old man then stretched out his hands and took the flour.

"This is my grandmother's face." Yunfeng added.

When the old man heard this, he was relieved and put the flour on the kitchen floor.

"Master, will you take me around your house?" Yunfeng took the initiative to open the chatterbox.

The first time, the old man didn't hear clearly, and Yun Feng shouted again.

Only then did the old man hear it and said, "Okay, good." ”

The old man took the cloud wind around the room.

Yun Feng also looked at the situation in the old man's home, the furniture was good, and the living environment was relatively good.

"This is the house I sleep in."

The old man's house was on the side of the doorway, and there was a large window that allowed sunlight to shine in from the outside, and the room was bright.

A wooden bed sits by the window, and there is a coffee table with cups and a kettle next to the bed.

"Who built this house for you?" Yunfeng asked.

"My son." The old man said with some pride.

"It's very well repaired."

Yun Feng said with a smile, and the old man pulled Yun Feng to sit on his bed.

In this small room, everything is complete.

In addition to the bed and coffee table, there is also a TV cabinet with a small TV on it.

At this time, cross talk was playing on the TV.

The two actors in the performance, Yun Feng, also know each other, and they are two local cross talk actors in Xi'an.

"Master, do you like to watch cross talk?" Yunfeng asked.

The old man nodded and said, "I love to see it." ”

"Can you hear what you're saying?" Yunfeng asked.

The old man smiled: "I can't hear clearly, just look at the picture." ”

"I've got something for you, and you can hear it when you put it on."

Yunfeng took out his hearing aid from his pocket.

His hearing aid is black, much like a halterneck Bluetooth headset.

"What's this?" The old man wondered.

"You try."

Yunfeng put the headphones on the old man and turned on the switch.

"Can you hear me?" Yunfeng asked again.

The old man's expression changed suddenly, his face was full of surprise, and he put his hands on his ears.

"I can hear you."

"What's the matter, can you hear the sound now?"

The old man nodded, his gaze looking towards him, and his eyes shone with a completely different brilliance than before.

"I can hear it, I can hear it."

As he spoke, the old man's tears fell again.

Yunfeng hurriedly took out the toilet paper in his pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old man wiped his tears and shook Yunfeng's hand again.

Yun Feng smiled: "Master, you will wear this in the future, you can hear everything, I will tell you what to use." ”

Yun Feng explained to the old man how to use hearing aids, and the old man nodded again and again.

"Drink water, drink water."

The old man got up and poured a glass of water for both Yunfeng and Guo Sheng.

Yun Feng was also looking around, and with a glance of his eyes, he saw the pillow on the old man's bed.

The pillow was black, like a brick, with a mottled appearance, and it looked like it was many years old.

"Master, this is your pillow?" Yunfeng asked.

"yes."

"How many years?"

"Forty years."

"That's about my age."

"Nonsense, you're only thirty years old."

"Didn't you say I'm forty?"

The old man burst out laughing.

On TV, the cross talk is still playing.

Ever since he could hear the voice, the old man's eyes had been looking at the TV from time to time.

Yun Feng also noticed this detail.

"Master, do you want to go to the scene to watch people talk about cross talk?" Yunfeng asked.

The old man smiled, "Why don't you want to." ”

"Then I'll take you into the city next time, how about it?"

"No, no, I haven't been in the city in years."

Looking at the old man's desire to refuse and welcome, Yun Feng could see that the old man really liked cross talk.

There are cross talk performances in Xi'an, and there are performances in small theaters, and tickets can be bought online.

These clouds and winds know it.

Taking the old man to the city to watch a cross talk can be regarded as fulfilling the old man's dream.

After chatting for a while, Yun Feng asked, "Master, then you remember me now, right?" ”

"I remember, I'll definitely remember it next time we meet." The old man laughed.

"The people in the village call you Lao Liu, and I also call you Lao Liu."

"Call, you call it."

The whole room was filled with laughter, and Yun Feng felt very happy to chat with this old man.

Seeing the old man's happy appearance, he was even happier.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yun Feng also got up and said, "Master, then I'll go, let's make an appointment, I will come to look for you next time and take you into the city to watch cross talk." ”

"Good, good!"

When Yunfeng went out, the old man hurriedly chased out with a plastic bag, he ran to the small vegetable garden at the door, squatted on the ground and picked the vegetables on the ground, and put them in the bag.

After filling a full bag, he handed the plastic bag to Yunfeng.

"You take it and go back and eat it."

"Okay, thank you."

Yunfeng also accepted the old man's gift.

Waiting for the car, the old man was still standing at the door, looking at Yunfeng and the two.

"Master, I'm leaving!" Yunfeng waved his hand at the old man.

The old man also stretched out his hand and waved, with reluctance in his eyes, and the smile that had been hanging on his face had long since disappeared.

Arriving at the car, Yunfeng drove to the next stop.

Still running around in various villages and accumulating some materials, he enjoys the process.

"Guo Sheng, is it easy to buy tickets for the cross talk club?" Yunfeng asked.

"It's good to buy, I'll show you."

Guo Sheng took out his mobile phone and rummaged through it.

After a while, he said: "I can order it online, but the day after tomorrow." ”

"Okay, then let's pick up the old man the day after tomorrow and take him to the city to play." Yunfeng laughed.

When he returned home in the evening, Yunfeng bought three tickets.

He and Guo Sheng must have accompanied the old man to the show.