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    Get up at 6 o'clock every morning, ride a tricycle to buy breakfast; fetch hot water at 7 o'clock, distribute food to the elderly at 7:30; push the elderly with limited mobility to the yard at 9 o'clock, and then help the aunt in the cafeteria serve lunch  Over and over again, Jiangchuan took good care of the elderly.

    Those old people who grew up watching Jiangchuan changed their title from "Sichuan baby" to "Sichuan boy".  This may seem like a one-word difference, but it actually represents a kind of emotional sustenance.  In their eyes, Jiang Chuan was already their child.

    Time flies by like a flash, and we arrive in the 21st century in a blink of an eye. It is the New Year's Eve of the Spring Festival in 2000. After the song "Unforgettable Tonight" on the TV is finished, Jiang Chuan gets up and takes the old people sitting in the activity room back to the house one by one. When it is their turn  When the baby came, she said she had to wait.  Jiang Chuan promised until only the two of them were left in the 100-square-meter activity center.

    "Tao Nai, we should go home, it's getting late." Jiang Chuan whispered in her ear.

    "Sichuan boy, close the door." Although Tao Nai is nearly 90 years old, she is still sharp and clear.

    "Hey, why are you closing the door? Are you not going to sleep?"

    "Sleep, I will sleep after you listen to what I have to say."

    Seeing that he couldn't defeat her, Jiang Chuan agreed to her request, turned around and closed the door firmly, and then returned to Tao Nai's side.

    "Milk, tell me."

    Tao Nai struggled to put her withered right hand into her sleeve. Suddenly, a muffled sound of tearing cloth came from her sleeve. Not long after, Tao Nai's right hand was tremblingly pulled out, with a clenched fist.

    "Milk, what are you holding?" Curiosity is the nature of young people, so Jiang Chuan asked instinctively.

    A trace of pride appeared on Tao Nai's face, and then she slowly opened her hand. In the palm of her hand lay an emerald green stone, one size larger than a quail egg, oval, and very textured.

    ¡°What a beautiful stone ball.¡±

    "Sichuan boy, this is not an ordinary stone ball. This is a jadeite rough stone that was given to me by Lafayette Cixi when my grandfather was a craftsman in front of Lafayette Cixi. It's called Emperor Cui."

    "Emperor Jade? What is that?" Jiang Chuan has rarely been out of the orphanage since he was a child, so he is confused about what jade is.

    "I tell you, if you convert it into money, you can build a welfare home bigger than this one."

    "What? So expensive?" Jiang Chuan was a little surprised.

    "Yes, the four children in my family thought that I had lost this piece of jade, so they left me in the orphanage for more than ten years."

    "Isn't it just right to find it now?"

    "It's not that I found it, but it has always been here with me. I sewed it on my most worn-out piece of clothing. I was still thinking that if a child could wash my clothes, then this piece of jade would be  I gave it to him, butnot even once."

    "Mom, let's not mention the sad things. It's getting late. Let's go back to bed." Jiang Chuan felt that something was wrong with her mood and hurriedly tried to persuade her.

    "It's getting late." Tao Nai looked out the window, "I had a dream last night. I dreamed about my old man who had been dead for many years. He was coming to pick me up."

    "Nai, you can't talk nonsense. You are in good health. You can still go out for a walk if you have nothing to do."

    "Chuan Boy," Tao Nai pulled Jiang Chuan to her side and gently stroked his cheek with her hand, "I've really suffered a lot from you these past few years."

    "Mom, look what you said, I grew up here, you are all my relatives, and Dad Feng also pays me a salary, it is not hard at all, I am very satisfied."

    Tao Nai shook her head: "Your father Feng is a good man, but he can't do anything anymore. You are still young, and you can't spend your whole life hanging around old bones like us."

    "Why not? This is my home."

    "Chuan Boy, you haven't been in contact with society, you don't understand people's hearts." Tao Nai put the jade in Jiang Chuan's hand, "Take this."

    "Mistress, what are you doing? I can't have such an expensive thing."

    "Sichuan boy, remember, every old guy here regards you as his own child. My journey is almost over, and you still have a long way to go. If you don't accept it, I will die with my eyes closed."

    "Milk, you"

    "Hurry, put it up for me, and sell it when you are desperate."

    "Milk" Jiang Chuan's eyes were filled with tears.

    "Sichuan baby, be obedient. This is Nai's last wish. Now that it's over, I don't have any nostalgia in this world."

    "Milk" Jiang Chuan had already cried.  In the welfare homeOver the years, he had experienced this scene countless times. At this moment, he could really feel that Tao Nai's end was approaching.

    The reason why the elderly people in the welfare home can still live strong is because they still have some small wishes in their hearts. It is not that they have much memory of this world. The most important reason is that their children are still alive at this moment.  in this world.

    Tao Nai did not see the sun on the second day of the Lunar New Year. His children carried the body back home wearing sackcloth and mourning. On the road, trumpets and suonas, firecrackers and paper money, filial sons and grandsons, and loud cries shook the sky. This seemed so dazzling in Jiang Chuan's eyes.

    Jiang Chuan took off Tao Nai¡¯s bedding, poured alcohol into it, and lit it in the cement pool behind the orphanage. A bundle of yellow paper and three ringings were used. Jiang Chuan had repeated this simple farewell ceremony more than a dozen times over the years.

    The coldness of emerald penetrated Jiangchuan's bone marrow, and he tightened his grip on his hand. From the heartbreak when he was a teenager to the coldness and calmness now, the word "filial piety" made Jiangchuan see all the warmth and coldness of human nature and the harshness of the world.  .

    The first snow in 2002 was colder than before.  Jiangchuan's mood at the moment can be summed up in one word as "adding insult to injury."  The director, Lao Feng, who is over seventy years old, is hospitalized due to illness; the buildings of Caihong Welfare Home are dilapidated and need to be demolished and rebuilt.

    This caused Jiangchuan to directly face two major problems: First, Lao Feng was old and could not return to the position of dean. Jiangchuan was the employment contract that Lao Feng found someone to sign. Is the new dean willing to return?  There is still a question mark over hiring him.  Second, if the welfare home is to be demolished, where should the remaining 20 elderly people go?

    As the only caregiver in the welfare home, Jiang Chuan negotiated with superior authorities many times and finally came up with a solution: the government would fund the care of the elderly in a private nursing home, and then relocate the elderly to a new welfare home after it was built.  As for whether Jiangchuan's nursing staff will be retained, it still depends on the leadership's thoughts after the orphanage is built.

    This answer seems reasonable, but it hides a mystery.  Jiang Chuan, who is very stupid and naive, can't see the twists and turns in this.

    Jiangchuan made arrangements for all the more than 20 elderly people, left his number with the directors of several private nursing homes, and warned him to contact him in time if anything happened.

    The promise was fulfilled. Jiang Chuan, who was in his 20s, walked into this complicated society for the first time with a grateful heart.

    Working as a caregiver for many years gave him good strength, and working as a porter at the dock became his first job.

    With a daily salary of more than 100 yuan, he has become a high-income earner.

    "Hey, buddy, let's have a cigarette." The speaker's name is Luo Jun, who works in the same type as Jiang Chuan. He is generous, polite, and gets along with many people.

    ¡°Brother Jun, I don¡¯t smoke.¡± Jiang Chuan politely pushed the cigarette back.

    "Yes, yes, look at my brain." Luo Jun put the cigarette case into his pocket, "What's your name?"

    "Brother Jun, you noble man is so forgetful. My name is Jiang Chuan."

    "Yes, yes, Ogawa."

    "Um!"

    "I see you work hard, what did you do before?"

    "Oh, I work as a caregiver in a welfare home."

    "Nursing worker? How much can I pay per month?"

    "Not much, maybe five or six hundred."

    "Oh, that's indeed a bit lacking." Luo Jun hesitated, "Have you found anyone to talk to?"

    "not yet¡­¡­"

    "I think your guy is quite handsome. How about I introduce you to one?"

    ¡°I¡¯m just a ¡®bare commander¡¯, who can take a fancy to me?¡±

    "Hey, you won't know if you don't try. Just wait for my good news."

    Jiang Chuan smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart. But what he didn't expect was that what he thought was a joke turned out to be a reality.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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