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Chapter 175 Visiting the Elderly
Yang Mianmian felt that the application for studying abroad was a pit, and the deeper he dug, he finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering of filming. Before he could enjoy the wonderful summer vacation, he had to do some public welfare activities.

"Where am I going to find some public welfare activities to do..." Yang Mianmian was almost annoyed. She is not an enthusiastic and outgoing person at all. She never cared about such things before. Picking up trash, does that count?”

Jing Chu has never been in contact with this kind of public welfare activities, so he was not sure about the nature, so he mentioned it casually when he was in the bureau. Unexpectedly, Chang Yan thought about it and said: "Xiaoqi seems to have joined such a public welfare organization. Zhou went to the widowed and lonely old man's house to help clean up, send some fruit and chat, you can ask Yang Mianmian to sign up too."

Ask Yang Mianmian to go to the lonely old man's house to chat with them... Jing Chu thinks that it is better to plant trees and afforestation, then just work hard and let Yang Mianmian chat with others, is that okay?
But if it doesn't work, it has to. There is not much time left for Yang Mianmian, so she can only bite the bullet.

Xiaoqi took her to do a simple registration, and when she saw her face paralyzed, she comforted her: "Don't be nervous, they are all good old people, we just go over and talk to them."

It can be seen that Xiao Qi was taken care of by Chang Yan very well. She is a lot taller, with short haircut and simple clothes, but she is very warm when she smiles. Many boys have a good impression of her. One could see what a gloomy past she had.

No one would have thought that two years ago, Xiao Qi was a girl imprisoned and abused by human traffickers in an orphanage. Seeing her life so well now, Yang Mianmian felt a little happy, and she couldn't help but think of Chen Yue again. In the same encounter, Xiaoqi may be even more unfortunate, but if she stands up, the road ahead will be easier.

It would be a pity to give up life early.

Xiaoqi and the others basically keep their activities in groups of two, and they bring a little fruit or daily necessities to visit the elderly every week. The money is donated by college students and teachers at school, which is naturally a drop in the bucket compared to the donations from successful people in society , But the good thing is that this is an event jointly organized by several universities. Although the students don't have much money, they are sincere, the accounts are clear, and it is announced on the forum, which is more transparent and trustworthy.

"Aunt Liu, here we come." Xiaoqi took Yang Mianmian into a community, which was full of her husband's houses from the last century, which were old and dilapidated. She walked to the door of a house very familiar, and knocked on the door. , but 3 minutes passed, and no one answered the door.

Yang Mianmian glanced at the door: "Is no one here?"

Door: "Yes, yes, Auntie didn't hear."

Yang Mianmian was about to say that, or knock again, when she saw Xiaoqi took out the key from her bag and opened the door to go in. Yang Mianmian followed her into the room with a look of embarrassment. The thing to do is to draw the curtains, open the windows for ventilation, then walk to the reclining chair familiarly, squat down and say softly: "Auntie, I'm here, I'm Xiaoqi."

"Xiaoqi..." The thin woman curled up in the recliner looked about 50 or [-] years old. She squinted her eyes and looked at her, as if trying to recognize her, "Ah, Xiaoqi is back."

came back?Yang Mianmian raised her eyebrows slightly, only to see Xiaoqi holding her hand: "Auntie, I'm here."

"Xiaoqi is back," the woman's eyes gradually brightened, "Let your father cook braised pork for you today, and I'll go buy meat."

Xiaoqi hurriedly stopped her: "No need, auntie. I brought something to eat. I'll cook some porridge for you. You must have not eaten yet."

The woman didn't seem to hear, she looked left and right and complained: "Your dad doesn't know where he went, what can I say about him when he comes back!"

Xiaoqi took it for granted, went to the kitchen to find rice to cook porridge, and then cleaned the kitchen. Yang Mianmian stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Xiaoqi ordered her: "Help Auntie change the quilt and bed sheet. The changed one is in the cabinet. Look for it, the one with pink dyed flowers."

Pink?Looking through the cabinets, I only found a set of bedding, which was the kind of very light powder that faded after being washed many times. The bed sheet whispered: "You are new here, thank you, auntie is not in good health , and don’t recognize anyone, don’t be offended.”

In just a few minutes, Yang Mianmian had already judged that Aunt Liu's mental state was not right. She seemed to regard Xiaoqi as her daughter, and she was already unconscious.

"Aunt Liu, what's going on?" Seeing Aunt Liu knitting a sweater in the rocking chair and Xiao Qi tidying up in the kitchen, Yang Mianmian became curious and asked more.

Quilt said: "Auntie's name is Liu Xiu, and she has a daughter named Wei Tianqi who passed away three years ago."

"I just heard her say that Xiaoqi's father..."

"Xiaoqi's father also passed away last year. The relationship between their husband and wife is very good. Auntie has a genetic problem. She became ill not long after marriage, but Uncle Wei treated her very well and didn't dislike her at all. He resigned and made a mess of her. I have a small cart, and I take my aunt to the gate of the school to sell pancakes every day, and the business is still very good!" said the old wardrobe.

The old vanity mirror with a broken corner sighed with emotion: "If it hadn't happened to Xiaoqi... Auntie Liu would be hugging her grandson now!"

"No, it's all because of that scum, otherwise Uncle Wei wouldn't have died so early, leaving Auntie so pitiful." The friends were filled with righteous indignation.

Yang Mianmian was listening to them when she saw Xiaoqi bring out a bowl of white porridge, blow it cold and feed it to Liu Xiu spoonful by spoonful. She looked at her tenderly and lovingly, as if she was her real daughter: "Little Qi, you came to see me again, thank you."

She even recognized that Xiaoqi was not Wei Tianqi.

"Yes, Auntie, I have a friend who is here today."

Liu Xiu looked at Yang Mianmian, and greeted her gently and politely: "Student, thank you for coming to see me."

"That...you're welcome."

The TV explained: "Auntie has gotten better recently, sometimes her mind is clear, and taking medicine is still useful, but she keeps forgetting to take medicine."

Xiaoqi also saw the empty medicine bottle, and there was a hint of reproach in her tone: "Auntie, you haven't taken your medicine yet, the doctor told you to take it well."

"It's useless to eat it." Liu Xiu said lightly, "I don't want to live anymore."

"Auntie, don't say that, Qiqi will feel sad if she knows you are like this." Xiaoqi persuaded her like that.

Liu Xiu turned her eyes to the posthumous photos on the counter, one was her husband, the other was her daughter, the two most important people in her life had already left her, what was the point of her being alive, sober What's the point?
"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi..." Liu Xiu murmured her daughter's name, and her expression became confused again, "Mom misses you so much, Xiaoqi."

Even though she knew she wasn't calling her, Xiaoqi still felt sore in her heart. She held Liu Xiu's hand, as if she wanted to pass warmth to her.

The first activity ended after Yang Mianmian finished sweeping the floor. The time was not as difficult as she thought. Liu Xiu was not as annoying as ordinary old men and women. Most of the time she was immersed in her own world. Sometimes she was knitting sweaters, and sometimes she was humming a lullaby. She and Xiaoqi cleaned the room, and Xiaoqi washed and dried the accumulated dirty clothes, as busy as a hardworking bee.

When she left, the originally dark room was already bright and clean. Xiao Qi even picked up a cheap lily from the flower shop and put it in a plastic bottle. It was quite fragrant.

Before leaving, Liu Xiu thought her daughter was going to school, and earnestly instructed: "Go back to school early, and be careful on the way."

"Good auntie." Xiaoqi looked at her reluctantly, "I'll come back next week."

On the way back, Xiaoqi said to her: "Auntie is a very nice person, and the relationship between their husband and wife is also very good. They are very warm to the neighbors and often help. Everyone has a very good relationship. I heard the old lady next door say Uncle Wei entrusted all his relatives and neighbors before he died, saying that his aunt will not be taken care of after he left. Please take care of her more because of being a neighbor for so many years. Everyone just say you don’t worry, we will To help you take care of Axiu.

I can only come once or twice a week, and my neighbors usually take care of me. My aunt can’t cook, so I give 300 yuan to the aunt next door every month. When the aunt cooks, she adds an extra pair of chopsticks. Those who dislike her illness and don't gossip, say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, which is quite reasonable. "

Before Yang Mianmian could speak, he heard a flower pot placed outside take his mouth: "That's because you don't know how much Uncle Wei has paid. Uncle Wei helped the neighbors to repair the toilet, change the light bulb, and connect the sewer pipes. Everyone is used to asking him to help. He used a flat tricycle to sell pancakes. At that time, the grandson of the grandma next door had a fever in the middle of the night and couldn’t get a car to go to the hospital. The 200 yuan was not returned later. He has been doing that for more than 30 years. Everyone says he is a good old man, but what do they know?
I always heard him and Aunt Liu say, I am kinder to my neighbors now, and when I die, as long as there is one person who thinks of me and treats you better, I will be satisfied. "

Hearing this, Yang Mianmian felt a little moved. Liu Xiu's mental illness cannot be cured, and he can only control it with medicine, which is very expensive, but he never gave up. He was afraid that he would die earlier than his wife, so he was willing to help his neighbors. They do so many things just to hope that if he is gone one day, they can remember their old love and take care of Liu Xiu more.

This man is very ordinary and ordinary, but he did try his best to protect his wife. He is a good husband and a good man.

The above are Yang Mianmian's thoughts on Jing Chu when he went home. At that time, Jing Chu peeled a grapefruit and broke it into small pieces and threw it into her mouth, but when he heard this, his hands stopped, and Yang Mianmian As soon as she closed her mouth, she ate nothing, that's all, she gritted her teeth and looked at him resentfully: "My grapefruit..."

"Want to eat?" Jing Chu wavered in front of her.

Yang Mianmian swallowed, nodded vigorously, and Jing Chu brought the pomelo closer: "Open your mouth."

Yang Mianmian opened her mouth.

He stuffed it in his mouth.

Yang Mianmian: "...This is the last piece 〒▽〒" She was so shocked that she was lying on his lap, but now she just sat up.

Jing Chu wiped his hands, went to collect the clothes very calmly, and said lightly: "Yes, I ate it."

Yang Mianmian: "..."

The face on the coffee table was full of deep thoughts: "Well - who told you to praise other men, you deserve it."

(End of this chapter)