"Then what are you looking for?" the old man put down the chess piece and pointed to the southwest. "Here, the old man on the stool in the square is Zhou Archaeology."
I looked in the direction he pointed.
I saw an old man in the small square of Wenhu Community. He was sitting on a bench with his back to us, holding a walking stick with both hands, taking a nap and enjoying the sun.
Dou Sprout Zai and I looked at each other and walked over there.
"Mr. Zhou? Mr. Zhou?"
I walked up to him and called twice, but he didn't seem to hear me. Maybe he was deaf.
"Old man!" Dou Sprout shouted loudly in his ear.
The old man slowly opened his eyes. He had white hair and a face full of wrinkles. He looked very old.
He said you call me.
"What? I can't hear what you are saying," he pointed to his ear.
I lay down next to his ear and said loudly: "Do you know a man named Wang Xiansheng?"
The old man said, "Why are you shouting so loudly? I'm not deaf. You want me to go back to eat?"
"It's over, it's over." Douyazai said that this person is not only deaf, but may have Alzheimer's disease.
"Wang Xiansheng! Wang Boss! Do you know him?" Dou Sprout said loudly.
"What? What's for lunch?" the old man shouted back to Dou Sprout.
"Damn it!" Douyazai took two steps back, pointed at Wednesday Shun and said, "I guessed it right, he has Alzheimer's disease."
"It's time to go home for dinner..." Zhou Shushun stood up tremblingly on crutches.
"Wait! You can't go!" Dou Sprout stretched out his hand to stop him. I don't know if Dou Sprout touched him, but the old man suddenly slipped and fell.
The crutches were scattered around, and Zhou Shushun lay on the ground and screamed. His voice attracted the attention of other people in the small square. I saw several people gathered around him.
Dou Sprout hurriedly raised his hand and said, "I didn't touch him! I didn't touch him! He fell down on his own!"
At this moment, a man in his thirties hurriedly ran over from a distance. This man had a crew cut. I called him a crew cut.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Xiao Pingtou helped Zhoushun up in panic.
"What are you doing!" he asked Dou Sprouts loudly.
Douyazai said aggrievedly that I really didn't touch it. The old man fell down on his own. He touched the porcelain!
"You're just trying to get into trouble! If my grandpa has any health problems, you're going to be bankrupt!" Xiao Pingtou scolded Dou Sprout.
I quickly interrupted and said, "Isn't this the old man's fault? Take a look."
"What are you looking at! Can you tell if you have internal injuries?"
Douyazai was also anxious, he said you want to blackmail someone, right? You just blackmailed me!
Just as the two were about to quarrel, they heard a voice coming from behind.
"Let them go. I saw it. I don't blame this person. Grandpa fell down himself."
I looked back to see who it was, and found that the man who was speaking looked a lot like the boy with a crew cut, but the difference was his temperament. This man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and tie, and was holding a briefcase in his hand. He looked like
Highly educated.
"Hello." The man with glasses politely stretched out his hand and said, "Grandpa is getting older and usually needs someone to take care of him. He was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease a year ago. Now he can't remember some things clearly."
