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The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Early the next morning, Cheng Yuanlin decided to visit the old man with Yang Cheng and Yang Jianzhong.Yang Jianzhong called two reporters, holding a big video camera, he deliberately changed into a very energetic suit, he was full of energy, and looked young and elegant from the video camera.

The same is true for Yang Cheng, who changed into a smart and fashionable suit, which added a mature charm and made people feel stable at first glance.

These two people, Cheng Yuanlin looked a little funny, he didn't dress up deliberately, and he didn't wear a small suit that required style but not warmth. He wore a mid-length single-breasted Prada coat with a sea blue sweater inside. He wore it very casually, not much. It's formal, but standing there alone, he overwhelms Yang Jianzhong and Yang Cheng with his demeanor. He is as gentle as jade and has an outstanding temperament.

But he is not the main character, and he himself knows this. He follows the media from a distance, watching Yang Jianzhong greet and chat with the staff in the nursing home with a smile on his face.

The dean didn't come out, he was a little dazed looking at the familiar scene, densely packed windows, the same curtain style, but he could see at a glance which room Old Man Cheng lived in, and remembered the scene when he met Yan Xiaoxiao here yesterday , There was a smile at the corner of his mouth that he didn't notice.

The group of people walked towards the apartment in a mighty manner, and a small figure in the distance finally scurried into the office building with a low waist.

At the door of the dean's office, she knocked on the door again. The knocking sound lasted for a long time, but no one answered. She pushed back and pushed the door, as if it was locked from the inside. She had no choice but to grab a passing nurse and ask.

"The dean is inside, I went in to deliver the documents then." The little nurse was a little puzzled, it didn't make sense, and he didn't see the dean go out.

Pushing the door, it didn't move.

In fact, the dean was inside. Seeing Yang Jianzhong leading the reporters into the gate from a distance, he quickly locked the door. He didn't want to be a pusher for officials to put on a show, and he was too lazy to deal with aggressive reporters.

He even felt a little disgusted in his heart. If he did it, he would do it. There is no need to publicize it. If he didn't do it, he didn't do it.Yang Jianzhong's style of behavior made him very uncomfortable. He called in the middle of the night yesterday to ask about Old Man Cheng, and said that he must tell the media that Yang Jianzhong sent the old man in. At that time, he felt like he had swallowed Like a dead fly.

"Dean, Dean?" The little nurse had already yelled softly outside, she was afraid that something would happen to the dean inside, after all, his door was always unlocked.

There were footsteps coming from inside the house, the door was opened from the inside, and the dean stood inside dignifiedly.

The moment the door opened, the dean's expression still had a crack. He was happy to have escaped Yang Jianzhong, but unexpectedly, he saw the little girl who came here to look at him hard last time.

Some embarrassing memories surfaced embarrassingly. Fortunately, he knew that the little girl just mistook him.

Reluctantly, the door had already opened, he forced a smile and welcomed Yan Xiaoxiao in.

The little nurse was quite curious why the dean locked the door during the day, but he didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Yan Xiaoxiao had something to do with the dean, he left first.

"Dean, I'm here to disturb you again." Yan Xiaoxiao's tone was very respectful, and she herself still remembered the troubles she had caused the dean yesterday.

"What's the matter, have you found your relatives?" The dean walked to the table and sat down, picked up the signature pen and twirled it in his hand. In fact, he was also very concerned about the little girl's journey to find her relatives. If her relatives It's really a good thing to be in your own nursing home.

"Not yet, I left beforehand yesterday, Dean, I came today to ask if you have any other clues, even if it's just to narrow the scope." Yan Xiaoxiao was a little anxious, after all, the task was only for one month , and in addition to finding the old man, she also needs to find a way to make the old man and Cheng Zehua recognize each other, neither of which is easy.

The dean is also a little helpless, there are too few clues, and there is no way to further eliminate them, so he can only ask one by one.

"Girl, I really can't help you, and I really want to help you, but after all, everyone has a different life, and our courtyard is responsible for the future of the elderly, and it is impossible to understand their past." The dean spread his hands , There are sincere and kind rays of light on the face with some lines.

Cheng Zehua led Yang Jianzhong and the media to the outside of the old man's hut. The nurses looked at the camera excitedly and timidly, and a few of them hid aside and whispered.

"Hello," Yang Jianzhong smiled at them, "May I ask who is taking care of the elderly in this room?"

The camera quickly focused on several nurses, and a little girl stood out holding a folder.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" The blushing face betrayed her pretentiously calm tone. She was really excited. After all, it was the first time in her life that she was on TV.

"Don't be nervous. I'm here to visit him. Since I sent him here last time, I haven't had time to come here to ask. I wonder how he is doing?" Yang Jianzhong walked in a few steps with an amiable face, It seems like a friendly and enthusiastic appearance.

Yang Cheng winked at the little girl from behind the camera, trying hard to get the little girl to say more good things.

The little girl was a little dazed, and it took her a while to speak before she spoke: "He is in much better condition now than when he was just sent in, but he still doesn't like talking very much, and he always stands by the window when he has nothing to do, as if he is waiting for someone , I don’t have many friends, and I basically don’t participate in the activities in the courtyard. The dean said that maybe he just came here and hasn’t adapted to the life here, so let us pay more attention to him.” She didn’t say it was too good, and she didn’t say it was too bad. This is a situation that is almost close to reality, but the elderly are more withdrawn than imagined, sometimes even unwilling to come out to eat with everyone, and the quality of sleep at night is also very low.

After all, she is a simple girl, she will not lie, nor is she willing to lie.

Yang Cheng hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he changed the subject and decided that the old man must be waiting for Yang Jianzhong to come to see him. When he sent him in, the old man expressed his strong gratitude to District Chief Yang.

Yang Jianzhong puffed out his chest, and cooperated with Yang Cheng's words very naturally, as if those were the reality. He silently changed his mind about Yang Cheng, but he didn't expect that he was still quite clever at the critical moment.

Cheng Yuanlin was disdainful in his heart, he never thought that Yang Jianzhong could be so thick-skinned.

Yang Jianzhong knocked on the old man's door, but there was no response. He said outside, "Old man, the government is here to visit you."

There was no movement, he thought that the old man would be grateful to open the door as soon as this sentence came out, and looked back at Cheng Yuanlin, he asked Cheng Yuanlin to knock on the door in embarrassment.

Cheng Yuanlin had no choice but to move forward and walk to the door.

"Grandpa Cheng, I'm Yuanlin, let's come and see you, are you asleep?" The gentleman knocked on the door three times, and there were slow footsteps from inside.

After a click, the door opened half a meter wide. The old man stood at the door leaning on crutches, and saw so many people frowning tightly.

He remembered Cheng Yuanlin's voice and name, he was the one who sent him in, and the nurse kept telling him that Cheng Yuanlin had come to see him while he was sleeping.

Unexpectedly, so many people came this time. He didn't make a sound, and didn't invite them in. He just stood quietly at the door, his face covered with grooves, full of traces of years of sadness.

"Grandpa Cheng, this is a reporter from the newspaper. I heard that after you were sent to the nursing home by District Chief Yang because you were helpless at the demolition site, they wanted to come and interview you." Cheng Yuanlin said kindly, he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt you. To the sensitive heart of the old man.

The old man's face changed drastically. He looked up at the shining cameras, feeling a sense of fear in his heart. Just now the door was only ajar, and he only saw Cheng Yuanlin and a few smiling people crowding behind him. Suddenly, It turned into an interview, and why did he become someone sent in by District Chief Yang? He didn't need to think about it, but he just knew that he had become someone else's pawn, and he felt very angry.

"I don't accept interviews, you guys go away!" The old man angrily hit the ground with his crutches.

He has always been reluctant to socialize with too many people. In the past, even if he repaired shoes, he would only say a few words. Most people would just put the shoes there and say that when there is something wrong there, they would come to pick them up and then leave. He basically never Dealing with people formally, let alone being on TV.

"Grandpa Cheng, don't be angry, they just ask a few words and leave, they won't bother you too much." Seeing Yang Cheng's anxious look, Cheng Yuanlin could only continue persuading helplessly.

Yang Jianzhong eagerly pushed the door open, put on a smiling face and was about to say something nice, when the cameras swarmed over.

The old man was already trembling with anger, fear and anger came to his face, he hurriedly picked up his crutches and threw them at them.

"Go, go!" while trying to close the door.

Seeing this situation, a few nurses on the side didn't care about the district chief or reporters, and hurried up to block in front of the camera.

"Please respect the old man's opinion!" Old man Cheng's nurse spoke first. She squeezed to the old man's door and helped him close the door. The old man was already shaking in the room.

Seeing this situation, Yang Jianzhong couldn't hold back. He told the reporter that the old man was too withdrawn. They came here suddenly today, and they needed to give the old man some buffer time, so that the reporter could wait a while and communicate with the old man.

He walked up to Cheng Yuanlin, hoping that Cheng Yuanlin could help persuade him, but Cheng Yuanlin turned his face away, unwilling to provoke the old man any more.

"Yuanlin, think of a way. You see that the reporters are here. What do you think when you leave at this time? You know him well, and he will definitely listen to what you say." Yang Cheng walked over, a little annoyed, and had to say goodbye Cheng Yuanlin put on a good face, why is this old man so stubborn, come to see that he thinks highly of him, and yet he is so ignorant of good and evil.

"I really can't help it. You saw it just now. His crutch almost hit me. You guys have frightened him." Cheng Yuanlin was very helpless. He only hoped that the old man would not treat him as an enemy from now on.

"If it doesn't work, let's give him money." Yang Jianzhong was in a hurry, and he couldn't afford money. Judging from the old man's condition, he must be in need of money.

"Uncle, this is definitely not going to work, and he might mess things up. He is already sensitive, so he will definitely be angrier." Cheng Yuanlin said earnestly, he was afraid that this would cause even greater trauma to the old man .

Yang Jianzhong didn't believe it. Of course what a poor person needs most is money. Cheng Yuanlin was too sensitive. He didn't listen to Cheng Yuanlin's words: "Yuanlin, you think too much, he will definitely want it."

Turned around and walked towards the door.

"Old man, we discussed it. Your life is too poor. This time we are here to send you poverty relief funds, and we want you to enjoy more happiness."

The voice just fell. , There was a loud noise in the room.