Community welfare home.
"Chen Wenwen." Su Xiaoqiang parked the car and saw Chen Wenwen standing under the locust tree on the roadside from a distance, so he called her.
Chen Wenwen wore a white floral skirt.
She was standing under the tree waiting with her hands behind her back, her long black hair falling behind her.
The hair occasionally brushed along her cheeks that looked like first love, just like the pure and innocent girl in the painting.
Compared with before, Chen Wenwen's young and innocent face is a little more mature, but still youthful.
Such a girl, no matter where she is, is always a goddess in the eyes of many people.
"Why are you here suddenly?" Su Xiaoqiang walked up with the gift he bought and asked casually.
Chen Wenwen once accompanied her to the orphanage once, but because of different schools, Chen Wenwen did not come again.
Compared with Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang looked much more casual, wearing only simple casual pants and a jacket over a white women's shirt.
"Let me help you." Chen Wenwen took the bag from Su Xiaoqiang's hand, shared some of it for her, and said at the same time, "I haven't seen you for a long time, so I came here to take a look."
"Do you come here every weekend?" Chen Wenwen asked.
"If you have nothing to do, you will come. You have to find something for yourself to do so that you don't look deserted, right?" Su Xiaoqiang said, taking Chen Wenwen into an old alley behind the orphanage.
"Grandma, we're here to see you." Su Xiaoqiang stopped in front of an old toilet yard, knocked on the old wooden door, then opened the door and walked in.
I heard from the director of the welfare home that the old man's name was Zhao Xuelan. He had no relatives and had lived here alone for many years.
In the past, when I was young, I could still do part-time jobs. Later, when I got old and lost my job, I relied on occasional support from enthusiastic people in society.
Su Xiaoqiang met this grandma completely by accident.
At that time, she was helping in the orphanage, and her grandmother was standing outside the iron fence of the orphanage, holding on to the iron fence, looking at her, and kept calling her granddaughter.
Then Su Xiaoqiang got to know this grandma.
Pushing open the somewhat old wooden door, you will see blue bricks and stone tiles.
The yard is not big. There is an old locust tree planted next to it. There is a well next to the old locust tree and a swing is tied behind it.
Grandma was squatting under the tree, seeming to be counting ants.
After hearing Su Xiaoqiang's words, he stood up tremblingly and walked towards Su Xiaoqiang, "Granddaughter, you are here."
"Grandma, I brought you some food. How are you lately?" Su Xiaoqiang and Chen Wenwen asked as they put their things into the house.
"Grandma is feeling well, haven't you eaten yet? Grandma will cook it for you." Grandma said.
Although she is very old, grandma rarely seems to get sick, and her movements are only slightly inconvenient.
But as long as she exercises more, grandma's body will soon become healthy again.
"Grandma, just sit down. Let me do the cooking." Su Xiaoqiang held Grandma's hand and tried to get her to sit down.
But grandma was particularly stubborn today. She gently patted the back of Su Xiaoqiang's hand and said, "Good granddaughter, just listen to grandma today."
Su Xiaoqiang's original intention was to help, so naturally she didn't want to do this, but she couldn't win over the old man, so she had no choice but to help him.
As for Chen Wenwen, she helped clean up the yard.
After the busy work was over, the sky gradually darkened.
The dishes cooked by the old man are all simple home-cooked dishes.
"Granddaughter, have some soup." The old man served a bowl to Su Xiaoqiang, and then another bowl to Chen Wenwen, "Good boy, this bowl is for you."
Su Xiaoqiang and Chen Wenwen were both helpless.
"Grandma, we are here to help you. Why do we feel like you are taking care of us..." Su Xiaoqiang said.
The old man smiled kindly, "Xiaoqiang, thank you for taking care of me all the time."
When Su Xiaoqiang heard this, he was stunned and stopped drinking the soup.
She looked at the old man with a little surprise in her eyes, "Grandma, do you know my name?"
Because the old man kept calling her granddaughter, Su Xiaoqiang did not tell the old man her name.
I heard from Director Gao of the welfare home that the old man once seemed to have a granddaughter, but later she seemed to have fallen ill and died.
Su Xiaoqiang always thought that the old man called her granddaughter because he missed her so much that he thought she was his dead granddaughter.
Hearing this, the old man smiled, got up and lay down gently under the lounge chair next to him.
The old man looked at the cold moon that was slowly climbing up through the branches of the old locust tree in the yard. The originally turbid boy's eyes became shiny under the afterglow of the cold moon, which made Su Xiaoqiang inexplicably feel the lingering light in the old man's eyes. The light had the sharpness of a sword, which even gave her a chill for no reason.
Maybe it's because the night is cold.
Su Xiaoqiang picked up the hot soup and took a sip to warm up his body.
"I asked Dean Gao." The old man said softly as the recliner swayed slightly.
She looked at Leng Yue, and her thoughts seemed to go back many years ago, "If my granddaughter had not died, she should be as old as you."
"She will be like you, a kind girl. After studying, she will also help the elderly and come back to see me from time to time."
Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile, remembering the tender days.
"Did something happen?" Chen Wenwen asked softly.
"Well, Lan Lan has been in poor health since she was a child. She was abandoned by her parents when she was born, and I have been taking care of her.
Later, I had an operation. The operation was obviously successful, but I still couldn't stay in the end. The doctor said it was a heart blockage caused by the operation, and they couldn't treat it in time. "When talking about the past, the old man's eyes were filled with sadness.
"Grandma, it's all over. I am your granddaughter. Let's eat." Su Xiaoqiang changed the subject and said.
"Yes, it's about to pass." The old man murmured softly.
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The wind blew gently.
Su Xiaoqiang and Chen Wenwen left Zhao Xuelan's house.
Walking in the quiet old alley, Chen Wenwen's whisper sounded, "I didn't expect grandma to have such a past."
"Well, maybe that's why she regards me as her granddaughter." Su Xiaoqiang said softly.
"Shall I take you back?" Su Xiaoqiang glanced at Chen Wenwen.
"Yeah." Chen Wenwen nodded.
"How have you been lately? Why do I think you are absent-minded? Are you worried?" Su Xiaoqiang got into the car, then glanced at Chen Wenwen in the passenger seat and asked.
Chen Wenwen gently touched the car and boat, looked at Su Xiaoqiang reflected in the car window, and said slowly, "Actually, I came here mainly to ask you something."
"What's going on? You even came here to ask." Su Xiaoqiang smiled.
"Do you remember that we had a car accident, right?" Chen Wenwen turned around and looked at Su Xiaoqiang and asked.
Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, not expecting Chen Wenwen to ask this matter.
Chen Wenwen's memory was modified through hypnosis.
If she hadn't been prepared, her memory would have been modified by that piece of shit Lu Mingfei.
In Chen Wenwen's memory, it rained heavily that day. She and Chen Wenwen had a car accident on the road, and then went to the hospital together.
"Remember, it's all my fault for my poor driving skills. I skidded and rolled over, and I hurt you. I'm sorry." Su Xiaoqiang apologized on his face.
"Why was I in your car that night?" Chen Wenwen had a little confusion in her eyes.
"Because we are going to an evacuation site. It's raining so heavily and there are no cars anymore, so I'll pick you up and go with me. Have you forgotten?" Su Xiaoqiang said, "Isn't there any sequelae?"
While saying that, Su Xiaoqiang also touched Chen Wenwen's forehead.
Chen Wenwen looked at Su Xiaoqiang and was silent for a long time.
"What's the matter?" Su Xiaoqiang asked calmly.
"That night, I remember my dad asked someone to pick me up." Chen Wenwen said, "But I ended up in your car."
"I asked my dad, but the driver came to my house and couldn't find me." Chen Wenwen thought for a while, then added after careful consideration, "And the car accident was so serious, your car was replaced, and we didn't seem to be hurt at all... ....”
Although they were hospitalized for two days, they did not have any real injuries, but they were extremely weak.
"Thanks to our good luck, do you still want to be short of arms and legs?" Su Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes, "We should all be lucky that we are not injured. During the Chinese New Year, we should light two more sticks of incense."
As he said that, Su Xiaoqiang looked at Chen Wenwen, "Chen Wenwen, why did you suddenly ask about this?"
Chen Wenwen took a deep breath, "I've been dreaming a lot lately."
"What dream?" Su Xiaoqiang frowned.
When Chen Wenwen heard this, she subconsciously pinched the skirt of her chest with her palms.
She looked at Su Xiaoqiang and said, "I wasn't very clear in the dream, but I always felt like I had died once."
When Su Xiaoqiang heard this, Tong Kong couldn't help but enlarge slightly, and her hand on the steering wheel tightened.
Chen Wenwen didn't notice Su Xiaoqiang's abnormality. She put her palm on her heart and said, "It seems like something has cut it open here."
