first love
Chapter 67 67
When everyone arrived at the nursing home, it happened that the cloudy weather turned sunny, and the faint sunlight pierced through the clouds.
The person in charge named Aunt Fang was waiting outside the door early, and when she saw a group of well-dressed young people coming, she immediately smiled: "Here, I will show you around first, and I will ask the nurses to invite the elderly to come down to watch the performance later." .” This time, the class discussed with Aunt Fang that they will perform for the old people, chat with them, and send warmth to these old people whose children are away and lonely in their hearts.
There are a total of more than forty elderly people in the nursing home. Because of their advanced age, most of them are weak and sick, and they have no children. Even with the careful care of the nursing staff, they are still lonely.Aunt Fang led everyone into the courtyard. It was very quiet here, and occasionally I could hear the footsteps of nurses passing by, as well as the sound of wheelchairs and crutches hitting the floor.
Most of the nurses are women in their 40s and [-]s, and they look very kind. When Aunt Fang opened the door of the entertainment room, they all looked over curiously, and then smiled at the students.At this time, many elderly people are doing recreational activities with the help of nurses, such as playing chess and singing opera.There are also some old people who are reading books, reading in a low voice, exuding the breath of the intellectuals of the past.Aunt Fang introduced: "Those who have been teachers are all cultural people."
After listening to Aunt Fang's introduction to the daily life of the elderly, the environment of the nursing home and other conditions, the secretary of the league branch took out his notebook and asked the people in the class to carry out activities in groups according to the original plan.Some of them who knew the local dialect went to chat with the elderly, some helped with cleaning and distributed condolences, and the rest followed her to set up the stage for later performances.Aunt Fang is also very enthusiastic, providing all kinds of help for everyone, and she often says "It's good that you are here".
Wen Lan is a local and can speak the dialect fluently, so he stayed in the entertainment room to chat with the old people.In addition, he has a handsome face and a quiet demeanor, which happens to be the favorite type of old people, and soon amused a few old ladies, who almost regarded him as their own grandson.
As for Xie Nanqun, he didn't understand a word, so he had to go to clean up, but he got along with Wen Lan, and he was very proficient in housework.Seeing that he was doing better than those girls, Aunt Fang said with a smile: "A young man from the north, right? He will definitely love his wife and family in the future!"
"Ahem." Xie Nanqun was embarrassed by such a straightforward compliment, smiled, and continued with the work at hand.
"Hahaha, no exaggeration."
The nursing home, which seemed a bit deserted at first, seemed to be bustling because they came.At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the party secretary came to invite everyone to go to the first floor. There was a hall for the elderly to sing at the bottom. It was quite spacious and could accommodate six or seven rows of chairs.
Wen Lan was chatting happily with the old ladies. He and his grandma didn't talk too much, but he felt relaxed when facing these strange but kind old people.
"My grandson is also as old as you, but he is not that handsome. He is studying in the United States now." There is an old lady who wears glasses. From her facial features, she can tell that she was a beauty when she was young. Now her face is wrinkled, but she still reveals an elegant look. Temperament, "They said they would take me over, hey, I don't want to, I have nothing to say to those foreigners!"
"This old sister is not like us. Her family treats her very well, but she likes to stay here. Man, I'm getting old and I don't want to move away." Another old lady said with a smile.
Wen Lan and the nurse each helped the old man downstairs. There is an elevator here, so it is quite convenient. During the period, the old lady wearing glasses kept holding Wen Lan's hand and asked him some trivial matters in a low voice.Because her memory is not very good, she asked several times, but Wen Lan answered patiently.
In the hall, decorative ribbons have been hung all around, and chairs are placed under it. The party secretary is directing everyone in the open space that acts as a stage, explaining the process again.Wen Lan didn't prepare a show, so the old lady patted the back of his hand and asked, "Oh, can you sing opera? Young people don't listen to opera much now..."
"I'll have a paragraph or two." It was also a coincidence that when he was a child, Wen Lan often listened to his grandma playing various local operas at home, all of which were classics, and he could hum a few over time.It's just that the relationship with the other party is not good, and there is no room for him to perform, so he almost forgot how to sing.
The old lady narrowed her eyes: "That's great!" She loved this young man even more from the bottom of her heart.
Just as he was talking, Xie Nanqun also came over, moved a chair and sat beside Wen Lan.He did most of the hard work, so the party secretary didn't have the nerve to let him go on stage, so he quickly sent him to rest.The old lady glanced at him again, always thinking that this young man was good-looking and tall, and he was not a local at first glance: "Did you come here to study from the north?"
Xie Nanqun understood the Mandarin used in the inquiry, and hurriedly replied: "Yes."
"Students from Huada are promising."
Suddenly, a sweet female voice came from the stage, and it was the classmate who was the host announcing the start of the performance.The old people applauded one after another, with smiles on their faces.Because the audience is getting older, when arranging the program, everyone chose some old revolutionary songs, popular songs from the past, etc., as well as sketches that the old people like, which are easy to understand and keep laughing in the hall.
While waiting for the chorus, many old people who had experienced the raging wars of that era joined in one after another. Although they were out of tune and their words were not very clear, the students on the stage lowered their voices and sang with them. Many girls Still shed tears.
Although the performance can only bring temporary pleasure to the elderly, it is enough. With such a good environment and sufficient care, what the elderly lack most is companionship.
Towards the end, some old men who were still in good health clamored to perform for these young people. Aunt Fang laughed and asked for a microphone, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic.The old lady also dragged Wen Lan onto the stage, and sang with him a song "Princess Changping" that she was very familiar with and liked very much.
Wen Lan was a little nervous, but finally finished singing fluently, and walked off the stage blushing amid applause.Xie Nanqun and him helped the old lady back to her seat to rest, leaned over and smiled lightly: "Just now, the little basket is really good, I didn't expect you to know this..." Gentle and kind.
"I learned it when I was a child, and I forgot the words." The other party touched his ears shyly, but the corners of his mouth were raised.
The old lady was very happy: "Oh, that's great!"
After the performance, everyone sent the old people upstairs, feeling extremely reluctant.Aunt Fang sent them to the door, took a group photo next to the door plate, and expressed her gratitude again: "Thank you so much!"
As a representative, the secretary of the league branch replied with a smile: "We will come here often, even if we don't hold activities, it's good to come here to chat with everyone once in a while."
"Hey, okay, Aunt Fang is waiting for you."
On the way back, everyone was still in high spirits.Many people have already discussed to come here on their own next time, not for anything else, just to talk to the elderly, so that they will not be so lonely.Wen Lan also had similar thoughts: "Brother Qun, do you want to come with me again when you are free?" He seemed to ask this often, but the other party would always agree.
"can."
really.
The person in charge named Aunt Fang was waiting outside the door early, and when she saw a group of well-dressed young people coming, she immediately smiled: "Here, I will show you around first, and I will ask the nurses to invite the elderly to come down to watch the performance later." .” This time, the class discussed with Aunt Fang that they will perform for the old people, chat with them, and send warmth to these old people whose children are away and lonely in their hearts.
There are a total of more than forty elderly people in the nursing home. Because of their advanced age, most of them are weak and sick, and they have no children. Even with the careful care of the nursing staff, they are still lonely.Aunt Fang led everyone into the courtyard. It was very quiet here, and occasionally I could hear the footsteps of nurses passing by, as well as the sound of wheelchairs and crutches hitting the floor.
Most of the nurses are women in their 40s and [-]s, and they look very kind. When Aunt Fang opened the door of the entertainment room, they all looked over curiously, and then smiled at the students.At this time, many elderly people are doing recreational activities with the help of nurses, such as playing chess and singing opera.There are also some old people who are reading books, reading in a low voice, exuding the breath of the intellectuals of the past.Aunt Fang introduced: "Those who have been teachers are all cultural people."
After listening to Aunt Fang's introduction to the daily life of the elderly, the environment of the nursing home and other conditions, the secretary of the league branch took out his notebook and asked the people in the class to carry out activities in groups according to the original plan.Some of them who knew the local dialect went to chat with the elderly, some helped with cleaning and distributed condolences, and the rest followed her to set up the stage for later performances.Aunt Fang is also very enthusiastic, providing all kinds of help for everyone, and she often says "It's good that you are here".
Wen Lan is a local and can speak the dialect fluently, so he stayed in the entertainment room to chat with the old people.In addition, he has a handsome face and a quiet demeanor, which happens to be the favorite type of old people, and soon amused a few old ladies, who almost regarded him as their own grandson.
As for Xie Nanqun, he didn't understand a word, so he had to go to clean up, but he got along with Wen Lan, and he was very proficient in housework.Seeing that he was doing better than those girls, Aunt Fang said with a smile: "A young man from the north, right? He will definitely love his wife and family in the future!"
"Ahem." Xie Nanqun was embarrassed by such a straightforward compliment, smiled, and continued with the work at hand.
"Hahaha, no exaggeration."
The nursing home, which seemed a bit deserted at first, seemed to be bustling because they came.At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the party secretary came to invite everyone to go to the first floor. There was a hall for the elderly to sing at the bottom. It was quite spacious and could accommodate six or seven rows of chairs.
Wen Lan was chatting happily with the old ladies. He and his grandma didn't talk too much, but he felt relaxed when facing these strange but kind old people.
"My grandson is also as old as you, but he is not that handsome. He is studying in the United States now." There is an old lady who wears glasses. From her facial features, she can tell that she was a beauty when she was young. Now her face is wrinkled, but she still reveals an elegant look. Temperament, "They said they would take me over, hey, I don't want to, I have nothing to say to those foreigners!"
"This old sister is not like us. Her family treats her very well, but she likes to stay here. Man, I'm getting old and I don't want to move away." Another old lady said with a smile.
Wen Lan and the nurse each helped the old man downstairs. There is an elevator here, so it is quite convenient. During the period, the old lady wearing glasses kept holding Wen Lan's hand and asked him some trivial matters in a low voice.Because her memory is not very good, she asked several times, but Wen Lan answered patiently.
In the hall, decorative ribbons have been hung all around, and chairs are placed under it. The party secretary is directing everyone in the open space that acts as a stage, explaining the process again.Wen Lan didn't prepare a show, so the old lady patted the back of his hand and asked, "Oh, can you sing opera? Young people don't listen to opera much now..."
"I'll have a paragraph or two." It was also a coincidence that when he was a child, Wen Lan often listened to his grandma playing various local operas at home, all of which were classics, and he could hum a few over time.It's just that the relationship with the other party is not good, and there is no room for him to perform, so he almost forgot how to sing.
The old lady narrowed her eyes: "That's great!" She loved this young man even more from the bottom of her heart.
Just as he was talking, Xie Nanqun also came over, moved a chair and sat beside Wen Lan.He did most of the hard work, so the party secretary didn't have the nerve to let him go on stage, so he quickly sent him to rest.The old lady glanced at him again, always thinking that this young man was good-looking and tall, and he was not a local at first glance: "Did you come here to study from the north?"
Xie Nanqun understood the Mandarin used in the inquiry, and hurriedly replied: "Yes."
"Students from Huada are promising."
Suddenly, a sweet female voice came from the stage, and it was the classmate who was the host announcing the start of the performance.The old people applauded one after another, with smiles on their faces.Because the audience is getting older, when arranging the program, everyone chose some old revolutionary songs, popular songs from the past, etc., as well as sketches that the old people like, which are easy to understand and keep laughing in the hall.
While waiting for the chorus, many old people who had experienced the raging wars of that era joined in one after another. Although they were out of tune and their words were not very clear, the students on the stage lowered their voices and sang with them. Many girls Still shed tears.
Although the performance can only bring temporary pleasure to the elderly, it is enough. With such a good environment and sufficient care, what the elderly lack most is companionship.
Towards the end, some old men who were still in good health clamored to perform for these young people. Aunt Fang laughed and asked for a microphone, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic.The old lady also dragged Wen Lan onto the stage, and sang with him a song "Princess Changping" that she was very familiar with and liked very much.
Wen Lan was a little nervous, but finally finished singing fluently, and walked off the stage blushing amid applause.Xie Nanqun and him helped the old lady back to her seat to rest, leaned over and smiled lightly: "Just now, the little basket is really good, I didn't expect you to know this..." Gentle and kind.
"I learned it when I was a child, and I forgot the words." The other party touched his ears shyly, but the corners of his mouth were raised.
The old lady was very happy: "Oh, that's great!"
After the performance, everyone sent the old people upstairs, feeling extremely reluctant.Aunt Fang sent them to the door, took a group photo next to the door plate, and expressed her gratitude again: "Thank you so much!"
As a representative, the secretary of the league branch replied with a smile: "We will come here often, even if we don't hold activities, it's good to come here to chat with everyone once in a while."
"Hey, okay, Aunt Fang is waiting for you."
On the way back, everyone was still in high spirits.Many people have already discussed to come here on their own next time, not for anything else, just to talk to the elderly, so that they will not be so lonely.Wen Lan also had similar thoughts: "Brother Qun, do you want to come with me again when you are free?" He seemed to ask this often, but the other party would always agree.
"can."
really.
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