Happy

At nine o'clock in the morning, the children of Pingshan Elementary School lined up into the hall one by one, chatting, and the originally lifeless nursing home also added a lot of vitality.

The children dressed in red, green and green, sprinkled with joy and laughter all the way.

"Children, come here with me." The dean clapped his hands and organized the children to the already arranged auditorium.

The auditorium is actually not big, about 100 square meters, with a simple stage built right in front of the auditorium. The front row of the auditorium is made of soft chairs, and the back row is a hard bench.

Wang Huaichun set up a camera in front of the stage to adjust the best shooting angle.

The children in floral clothes stepped onto the stage one after another, and the teacher organized them to prepare for the performance.

Before long, the old people slowly entered the auditorium one by one, sitting in rows on the benches.

There was clearly a softer chair in the front, but no old man sat there. They all chose the stiff bench at the back. The dean and the nurses were quite conscious and sat on the soft chairs.

When the performance began, the young elementary school teacher clapped his hands, and lively music rang.

"Little Swallow, wear a floral dress, come here every spring, I ask Swallow why you come, Swallow said, the spring here is the most beautiful."

Children usually sing and dance, running around on the stage like flexible birds, dazzling.

The teachers, dean and nurses in the front row showed knowing smiles on their faces.

But looking at the rows of old people in the back, they looked at the stage with a dull expression, and they didn't seem to be pleased by the children. There are even elderly people who doze off their heads.

Yun Cai noticed that the old people were listless. She approached Jiang Yan and said in a low voice: "It's really not a shame. The children perform so **** the stage, and they have no reaction at all."

"They don't need to give face to anyone." Jiang Yan said: "Don't forget the original intention of this event."

After the show, the old people didn't even applaud and looked at the stage sluggishly.

The sparse applause came from the dean and the nurses, and some parents of children.

They were filled with joy and smiles.

Jiang Yan felt that the air around her was a little stuffy, the colorful children on the stage were dazzled, and the poor-quality sound system was noisy to the eardrums.

She turned and walked out of the auditorium, but saw that not far away at the end of the corridor, the aunt of the caregiver unceremoniously grabbed an old man by the sleeve and pestered him.

"I really want to sleep." The old man, wearing dark gray cotton clothes, described tiredness, lowered his head and whispered: "I'm sleepy, I got up too early this morning."

The nurse is aggressive: "The kids come over and show you a show, so you can be worthy of you, but you really think you are the Lafayette? I tell you, today the reporter is here, you must be up for the spirit!"

Compared to the tough attitude of the nurse, the old man shrank by the wall, like a primary school student being criticized.

"At three o'clock this morning, you called us up, took a bath, changed clothes, arranged the sheets, cleaned up, and kept busy until now, and let us watch the little doll show." The old man murmured, "What's so beautiful? I want to go back to sleep."

"Well, you go to bed, don't think about eating tonight."

"You are too much!"

"If you want to eat, just go back and watch the show. Don't make any noise. If you let the dean know, you can't eat and walk around."

The nurse saw Jiang Yan in a blink of an eye, changed his face quickly, and said to the old man with a smile, "Please go in and watch the show."

The old people snorted and walked towards the auditorium.

Jiang Yan stopped him and said to the nurse: "The old man is tired and wants to go back to rest. Is this all right?"

The nurse knew that Jiang Yan had heard the conversation they just had, and a grudging smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. He explained: "Oh, didn't children come over to respect and love the old? The old people are rare to have fun, there are some old guys who are stubborn and stubborn. Now, you see, we are not for the good of the elderly."

Jiang Yan said with a sullen face: "For the sake of the elderly, threatening not to give dinner?"

"How is it possible not to eat dinner for the elderly? Isn't this a joke?" The nurse said slyly, "Comrade reporter, do you know how difficult it is for the elderly to serve now? If you feel uncomfortable, just make trouble with us. Our work must be smooth To proceed, we must take some measures and set some rules."

Jiang Yan didn't want to argue with the nurse, and turned back to the auditorium.

After the show, the children presented their own garlands to the old people. The teachers prevented everyone from standing on the stage to take pictures, and the children surrounded the elderly.

The dean took the camera, clicked, took a lot of pictures.

When Jiang Yan observed these old people, none of them showed a happy smile. They looked dull, like puppets being manipulated.

After the respect for the elderly, the dean personally sent Jiang Yan and them away. In the words, there seems to be no warning to them. The report must be well written, including the advanced equipment of the nursing home and the institutionalized management model imported from abroad.

Wang Huaichun said cheerfully: "Dean, you can rest assured, we will definitely publicize such a meaningful event today, and promote it well!"

The dean smiled brightly: "That's good, trouble comrade reporters."

After getting in the car, Yuncai said to Jiang Yan: "Sister, after I go back, I will organize the interview record and send it to you. Editor-in-chief Song said that you are still in charge of the press release."

Jiang Yan leaned on the chair, closed her eyes to rest, and let out a careless "um".

Sitting at the desk in the afternoon, she typed a few words into the computer, and then deleted them immediately. What appeared in her mind...all were the scenes of the nurse teaching the elderly in the corridor. It was difficult for her to write according to the editor's request. A positive report said that children respect and love the elderly, and the elderly are happy.

This is false.

The old man is not very happy.

Jiang Yan held back at her desk all afternoon, without a word.

Looking up, she saw the high-spirited wood-carved male elk, her irritability was slightly relieved.

get off work.

who cares.

When Jiang Yan was leaving, she carried the elk into her bag.

He did not go straight home, but went to the police station.

In the lobby of the police station, a pot of magnolia fragrant on the windowsill.

Lu Lin just came out of the interrogation room and stood by the window smoking a cigarette. He was awake, and he was a little tired of fighting the suspect.

Xiao Wang passed by Lu Lin with a newspaper: "There is a mass of people who waited outside for the Marine Corps for two hours."

Lu Lin put down the cigarette in his hand and let out a casual "um".

Xiao Wang said mysteriously: "The people are a lesbian."

"Oh."

Xiao Wang continued to emphasize: "The lesbians are very beautiful."

"..."

Lu Lin walked to the hall and saw Jiang Yan sitting cross-legged on the iron chair, with a laptop on her lap, furiously writing.

One of her black high heels is standing upright and the other is tilted upside down.

She wears black-rimmed glasses that are only used during work and study, covering her delicate eyebrows. Long black hair draped randomly over his shoulders,

She also wore a small shirt at work, wrapped in a round chest, and looked professional and sexy.

There is no air-conditioning outside the hall, it is midsummer now, and the temperature is above 30 degrees.

She was here, sitting for two hours.

What are you doing?

He does not eat this set.

"Are you looking for Xiao Wang?"

Jiang Yan raised her head and saw Lu Rin, quickly put her legs down, put on her shoes and sat upright.

"I'm looking for Xiao Wang, his superior."

Lu Lin lightly scoffed: "Is there something to do with the leader?"

Jiang Yan said with a sweet smile: "I really like the atmosphere here. I have a unique sense of security. Come and rub the air conditioner. Does the leader agree?"

The sweat beaded on her forehead and the white color of her shirt also permeated deeply.

Lu Lin said, I just believe you are here to rub the air conditioner.

...

He turned around and walked two steps, then looked back at her. Jiang Yan knew the meaning of the look. She stepped on high heels excitedly and got up, followed him obediently, and came to his office.

The office furnishings are neat and tidy, with a stack of open documents on the desk with a black pen in between.

He adjusted the air conditioner to the most comfortable temperature, and pointed to the row of iron chairs on the wall: "You sit here..."

Looking back, Jiang Yan had already consciously climbed onto the leather armchair in front of his desk.

She still took off her shoes and nestled into the soft chair, her white tender feet spreading towards him. Like a cat, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, the smell of him in the chair.

She leaned back in the chair, with a look of enjoyment.

Lu Lin was speechless: "Can you stop being so wretched?"

"Just wretched you."

There was nothing to say, he sat on the iron chair and bowed to read a document.

Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows and stared at him. He was big and had a tough muscle figure, but he didn't appear reckless.

First-class man.

Lu Rin restrained himself very much. His endurance was as strong as his explosive power. When she was made to tears by him, he kissed her eyes and said softly, "I'm gentle."

At that time, he was still too young, neither of them had experience, and couldn't wait to get straight to the subject.

Like a thunder in spring, everything is trembling, all budding, the rhythm of life, the vigorous rhythm.

Every time Jiang Yan hurts for several days.

Lu Lin feels distressed, so let's just forget it, let's behave well in the future, don't make trouble.

Jiang Yan is not happy, even if it hurts, she likes it.

Doing this is really addictive.

Love Dou first opened his youth.

It was planted anyway.