An'an's eyes were clear, and Madam Gu affectionately patted her little head and said, "Yes, but many of the grandpas and grandmas here didn't know each other when they came here, so it may take some time for them to get to know each other before they play games together."
An'an understands this, because she wouldn't play with people she's not familiar with.
"Oh, so should we go see Aunt Song secretly without her knowing?"
"Yes, we'll sneak in."
Madam Gu took An'an's little hand and slowly walked into the nursing home.
The environment here is indeed quite nice. Now that the issue of social elderly care has become prominent, more and more people are paying attention to it and choosing this path.
Although nursing homes may sound a bit inhumane, in reality, they are indeed a better option than leaving elderly people alone at home.
Because there are dedicated staff here to take care of their lives, even if someone has a headache or fever, they can receive good and timely care.
If elderly people live alone or with their busy children, they may not have anyone around when they experience health problems or need help.
That's why there are so many people living in the nursing homes here.
However, the elderly here are all different. Some sit in chairs and sunbathe for half a day without moving, while others are slightly younger, healthier, and more active.
Normally, the people walking around here are either caregivers or doctors, all dressed in the same white clothes. But when Song Shuangyu, dressed in a cheerful red outfit, appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of the lively elderly people.
"Little girl, are you here to visit your grandparents? I've never seen you before."
An elderly woman with short hair wearing a floral vest took a liking to Song Shuangyu's bright and lovely appearance and walked up to her with great enthusiasm to tell her a story.
"Grandma, I came here to see you."
The old man stretched out his wrinkled, orange-peel-like hands and took Song Shuangyu's delicate, white hands, which were as smooth and white as mutton fat jade. Song Shuangyu did not pull her hands away in disgust, but cooperated by letting the old man hold them.
"Little girl, are you here to visit your grandmother?"
"Yes, Grandma, I'm a volunteer today. Please let me know if you need anything."
"That would be great! It's so boring here every day. Come and chat with me."
The old lady was overjoyed by Song Shuangyu's answer. She had thought that this girl was the granddaughter of some lucky old man or old friend, and that she could only watch helplessly. She never expected that this young girl was here to do volunteer work.
It's great to do volunteer work; it benefits everyone.
Originally, Song Shuangyu wanted to help with some cleaning work, but before she could even start, the very enthusiastic old lady pulled her away.
With no other option, Song Shuangyu had to change her plans.
After all, volunteering is not a rigid job. If the elderly have any needs, it is not unreasonable to make some changes to the original plan.
"What a pretty young lady! How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend?"
Because Song Shuangyu was so beautiful, that's what the old lady asked her when she pulled her to the bench to sunbathe.
Because older people don't have many other social activities, you see her asking Song Shuangyu this question. Actually, she would ask the same question whenever children of similar age came to visit.
Because they have little knowledge of what children are like these days, they can only pick out these old-fashioned topics to talk about.
For young people, this kind of topic is something to avoid at all costs, and it's completely devoid of any educational value.
Most of the time, younger people are either unwilling to answer such questions or will get angry at the elders who asked them.
Young people have their own troubles and opportunities, but the elderly have only endless loneliness.
Their remaining time was essentially just waiting to die, but no one but themselves could comprehend this cruel truth.
It is also rare for someone to put aside their own unhappiness and spend some time and effort accompanying the elderly.
The main task Song Shuangyu needs to do today is actually to spend time with her.
Don't say that a moment of companionship is short-lived; if no one does it, these elderly people won't even have this brief period of happiness and peace.
Song Shuangyu was very patient and had a good temper. She answered all the questions the old lady had asked with a smile, without rushing.
"So pretty and still no boyfriend? You must be lying to your grandma."
Seeing that Song Shuangyu spoke to her without any impatience, the old lady was actually very happy.
However, after Song Shuangyu finished speaking, he couldn't help but make a joke with a smile.
"Why would I lie to you? But I have my own job, and I can live a good life even without a partner."
Song Shuangyu was telling the truth. Even if she and Gu Tingxiao didn't end up together, with her abilities, what kind of life could possibly be difficult for her?
She is indeed someone who can live a good life on her own.
Hearing Song Shuangyu say this, the old lady thought of her youngest daughter, who was already more than halfway through her life but had never had any intention of getting married.
The old lady remained silent for a while.
In her upbringing and the influences she received, she was taught that no woman should not get married or have children; these were considered necessary and expected.
So it's easy to imagine how many fierce arguments she had with her youngest daughter.
She always felt that her youngest daughter needed a home and a child, but she forgot that she herself was so determined to be herself and didn't want a so-called family or children.
After spending so much time in the nursing home, the old lady had come to some sense that since her daughter didn't want these things, why should she force her to change her mind because of her own ideas?
However, by this time the rift between mother and daughter had become very deep. The old lady had been in the nursing home for so long, and her youngest daughter had never visited her even once.
Coming back to her senses from the silence, the old lady looked at Song Shuangyu's delicate face and saw tears welling up in Zhihong's cloudy eyes.
"Hey, kid, actually, as long as you're doing well, that's more important than anything else."
The old man's story is long and tedious, and who would want to listen to it?
Song Shuangyu, who is here today, is the best listener.
Standing on the corridor not far away, Madam Gu could clearly hear the conversation between Song Shuangyu and the old lady.
This girl is a good child.
Madam Gu could tell that she was earnestly accompanying the old man with storytelling, and not that she was trying to reproduce.
"Great-Grandma? Shall we go over there?" came the soft, sweet little voice.
Little Anman was a tiny little dumpling, completely hidden by the pillars in the corridor.
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