Yu tent lamp listened to Grandpa's words and looked gloomy.
However, a 17-year-old young man has a sense of decadence that does not belong to his age.
Even though he was anxious, he coaxed patiently.
"Grandpa, I'm a Deng and your grandson. It's getting late. You should go home with me."
Lao Yu refused to go with him and insisted that he had no grandchildren.
When Yu zhangdeng reached out to pull him, he shouted.
"What are you doing? Which family are you from? I don't know you. Go away! "
With this cry, he succeeded in attracting the eyes of all the people around him.
Yu zhangdeng's hand was frozen in the air. He was in a dilemma. A look of embarrassment appeared on his pale cheeks.
Old Lou comforted: "Lao Yu, look clearly. This is really your grandson."
Lao Yu still didn't believe it: "you must be lying to me. I don't have grandchildren. I don't know this boy."
At this time, it was noon. When the health hall entered the lunch break, it ran out and shouted grandpa Lou and brother Xiaofeng to have dinner.
Hearing that there was food to eat, Lao Yu stood up and said, "well, it's time to eat. I should go home and cook for my grandson."
Then he walked in the opposite direction to his home.
Yu zhangdeng hurriedly stopped him: "Grandpa, I've made lunch at home. Just go home with me."
Lao Yu frowned and looked unhappy: "who are you? Why open your mouth and call someone grandpa? I'm not your grandfather. You recognize the wrong person. "
"I'm your grandson..."
"Nonsense!" Lao Yu interrupted, "my grandson is still at home waiting for me to cook for him. You are not my grandson."
No matter what Yu zhangdeng said, old Yu tou refused to believe that he was his grandson.
Finally, Yu zhangdeng couldn't help it. He squatted down with his head in his arms. His thin body shrank into a ball, and a low sob sounded in his throat, like a small animal forced into trouble, painful and helpless.
Lao Yu's head didn't look at him, but he was still chanting: "I have to go home and cook for ah Deng. Ah Deng likes my cooking best. I want to go home, I want to go home..."
Old man Lou quickly let the breeze stop people.
Lao Yu looked at the breeze in front of him and suddenly picked him up: "ah Deng, my good grandson, why are you here? Did you miss Grandpa, so you went out to find grandpa? "
Xiaofeng was suddenly hugged and his body froze.
He subconsciously looked at old man Lou.
Old man Lou sighed: "you coax people first. Don't let them run around. It's bad if they get lost again."
Xiaofeng can only pretend to be Lao Yu's grandson and coax Lao Yu's head.
At this time, Jiang Weiwei came out of the health hall.
She was surprised to see Zhuang Zhuang go out to call someone for dinner and didn't call anyone back for a long time. She went out to have a look. Unexpectedly, Lao Yu's head was also there.
Although Jiang Weiwei has only seen Lao Yu's head, he is still very impressed by him. The grandfather is not only old, but also suffering from Alzheimer's disease. He often forgets everything and sometimes doesn't even remember who he is.
The last time I saw him, it was because he ran out of the house and lost his way. He fell at the door of the health hall and was helped in by a Tao. Later, he was recognized by Dr. Li in the same village. When he came home from work, Dr. Li took the people back.
Jiang Weiwei thought it would be the only time she met Lao Yutou, but she didn't expect to see it again.
Lao Yu's head was still the same. He was so confused that even his own grandson admitted his mistake.
Seeing that he held the breeze and didn't give up, Jiang Wei said, "it's all ordered. Just stay and have dinner with us."
Anyway, you siniang usually cooks a little more to prevent people from being full. Now even if two more people are added temporarily, there should be no less food.
The young man squatting on the ground raised his head and looked at the river slightly.
"Are you?"
Old man Lou said, "this is Dr. Jiang, who is in charge of the health hall."
Yu zhangdeng quickly stood up and said with a little restraint, "you saved my grandpa last time. Thank you."
Then he bowed slightly to the river.
Jiang Wei said, "don't stand outside. Come in and say while eating."
Yu zhangdeng waved his hand: "no, no, I've cooked at home. I'll just go home with Grandpa."
He's not being polite. He's really afraid of giving each other trouble.
Jiang Weiwei said, "even if you cook a meal, you can save it for the evening. Let's eat this lunch here today. It's just about your grandfather's condition. I want to talk to you."
Hearing her mention of Grandpa's illness, Yu zhangdeng was worried and no longer refused.
Jiang Weiwei motioned everyone to go in.
When entering the door, Yu zhangdeng noticed the recruitment notice posted on the door. His footsteps stung slightly and asked in a low voice, "do you recruit Mr. cashier here?"
Jiang Wei replied casually, "our family has opened three shops in the town. We need to ask a cashier to help with the accounts."
Yu zhangdeng seemed to want to say something, but hesitated. Finally, he didn't say anything.
Jiang Weiwei noticed that he wanted to talk and stopped, and took the initiative to ask, "do you want to apply for a job?"
Yu zhangdeng's face turned a little red and looked very embarrassed: "I don't know if I can."
"After dinner, let ah Fei give you some questions to try."
Hearing the speech, Yu zhangdeng had some expectations and wanted to ask again, but Jiang Weiwei didn't mean to continue talking.
She took everyone to the canteen.
There are more than ten people on both sides of the long table. There are large pots of dishes on the table. Each pot of dishes is oily. Obviously, there is enough oil and water.
Yu zhangdeng hasn't eaten meat for a long time. At first sight of such a good meal, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
Although greedy, he remained polite. When the host moved the chopsticks first, he picked up the dishes and chopsticks.
In the health hall, there is no rule of eating without speaking or sleeping. Everyone is used to chatting while eating. The atmosphere on the table is very warm.
Jiang Weiwei saw that Yu zhangdeng was trying to pick up rice without picking vegetables, so he took the initiative to ask him.
"Why not eat? But the food here is not to your taste? "
Yu zhangdeng shook his head quickly: "no, the food is delicious!"
"Eat more over there. There's no need to be formal here. Relax."
"Oh, OK."
Yu zhangdeng answered in his mouth, but he still didn't dare to pick vegetables with chopsticks. He just buried his head in pickling rice and looked very careful.
Although he doesn't eat vegetables himself, he will bring some vegetables to his grandfather from time to time.
It's a pity that Lao Yu's head is ungrateful. Every time Yu tent lamp brings him vegetables, he will stare at Yu tent lamp.
"You eat yours. Don't put your chopsticks into my bowl. I don't know you."
Yu zhangdeng said nothing but silence.
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