In the quiet and quiet town, Uncle Zhang Tiezhu's daily life is very regular, getting up early to exercise, playing in the Go room in the afternoon, and accompanying his wife Granny Zhang for a walk in the evening. Granny Zhang spends most of her time embroidering and watching TV at home because of her inconvenient legs, but the couple's life is also peaceful and content. Their son Zhang Qiang and daughter Zhang Lin, although they are busy with work, come back every weekend to visit the second elder, and the family is happy.
One morning, the town's bustling bazaar was so appealing to the old man that he decided to go for a walk. Granny Zhang said with concern: "Tiezhu, remember to buy some food and come back, don't go to the Go room all the time, it's not bad to visit the market." ”
Lao Zhang looked back and smiled, and instructed: "You rest at home, if you need anything, tell your eldest daughter-in-law, and I will be back soon." ”
But the old man was walking in the market, but he strayed into an alley selling flowers, and the stalls at the entrance of the alley were full of dazzling, and the old man bought a bouquet of flowers on a whim. The little girl who sold flowers saw that he was old, so she chatted a few words, and when she chatted, she talked speculatively.
"Uncle, is your vase big?" The little girl asked mischievously.
The old man smiled and shook his head: "There are many bottles at home, and these flowers are to be given away." ”
The old man was a little excited in his heart, he hadn't chatted with someone so easily for a long time. Although the life at home was peaceful, Granny Zhang's temperament became irritable due to illness, and the conversation between them became less and less, and gradually, the old man felt a little lonely.
The encounter at the mouth of the alley is like a spring breeze for the old man, although he is older, he still maintains a young beat in his heart. He didn't expect this poetic spring breeze to blow waves in his life that shouldn't have been. The conversation between the old man and the little girl was filmed by someone with a heart and uploaded to the Internet, and the picture of the old man buying flowers and the pleasant dialogue in the video made the people in the town talk about it.
When Zhang Qiang and Zhang Lin saw this video, they were shocked and confused, "Dad, what's going on?" Zhang Qiang anxiously called the old man.
And Lao Zhang replied calmly: "If you have time, go home and talk slowly." The calmness and calmness between the words is in stark contrast to the images in the video. The weekend sun shines through the blinds into the living room of the Zhang family, and Zhang Qiang and Zhang Lin have already arrived home, and the whole family sits around the old-fashioned sofa. Granny Zhang's brows were tightly locked, and her hand on crutches trembled slightly, obviously disturbed by the video on the Internet.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Those people on the Internet are talking nonsense, you have to give an explanation. Zhang Lin's tone was anxious, while Zhang Qiang frowned and pondered.
Lao Zhang was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "The flowers are really bought, and the chat is really chatting, but you should know in your hearts who your father and I are." I don't even look at all that gossip. ”
Granny Zhang looked at the old man reproachfully: "Tiezhu, although you haven't done anything wrong, but this kind of thing, why don't you avoid suspicion?" It makes everyone uncomfortable. ”
Lao Zhang explained with a smiling face: "Anyway, I just wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers for you, but I didn't expect it..."
Zhang Qiang interrupted the old man's words: "Dad, we understand you, but you also have to consider your mother's feelings, and ours, everyone is worried about you." ”
"yes, Dad, you see how long Mom hasn't been so angry." Zhang Lin took over the conversation and tried to ease the atmosphere.
The discussion at home fell silent for a while. At this moment, Aunt Wang, the next-door neighbor, knocked on the door, she shook her head and sighed: "Granny Zhang, if you want me to talk about this, you still have to calm down and don't let outsiders see the joke." ”
Granny Zhang's eyes showed gratitude: "Yes, Aunt Wang, they are all people who have nothing to do." Tiezhu, he is also kind. ”
"Dad, don't go out during this time." Zhang Qiang was worried, "Otherwise, let's go to the city to live for a while and avoid the limelight first." ”
Lao Zhang firmly refused: "No, what to run, the clear will clear itself." I'm an old man, why do I have to dodge. Those people just like to gossip, and after a few days no one remembers. ”
After a long discussion at home, Zhang Qiang and Zhang Lin finally decided to stay with their parents for the time being, at least until the matter calmed down. They insisted on asking the old man to promise not to go to the market again in the near future.
In the following days, although the daily life of the Zhang family was affected, the care and understanding of the family made the old man's heart warm. He understands that home is always the strongest backing. Although Granny Zhang still nagged about this matter from time to time, her concern for the old man has not changed at all, and the warmth of home is still the same. As time passed, Zhang Tiezhu's affairs were gradually forgotten in the town. Just when the Zhang family thought that all this would eventually be calm, the situation took an unexpected turn.
One evening, Zhang Tiezhu was about to set the table with the prepared dinner, when he suddenly heard someone outside shouting: "What's new!" Uncle Zhang's 'peach incident' has made new progress, please read the newspaper for details! The old man's heart sank, and he hurried out of the door.
"Come on, come on, give me a copy." Zhang Tiezhu bought a newspaper, only to see a photo of himself and the flower girl printed on the front page of the newspaper.
When I got home, Granny Zhang, Zhang Qiang, and Zhang Lin sat around the dinner table, looking at the newspaper Zhang Tiezhu was holding, and for a while, the atmosphere was heavy.
"What, what's going on again?" Zhang Lin couldn't help but ask.
Lao Zhang unfolded the newspaper, which clearly read: "The 76-year-old man met the 'flower girl' on the street, and netizens were hotly discussing the truth? This was followed by a quote from the comments of so-called netizens.
"These people, endlessly." Granny Zhang trembled with anger, "Tiezhu, what are you trying to do?" ”
Lao Zhang's heart was like turning over the river: "Bao'er, I know I shouldn't embarrass our family." But why do those people say that about me? ”
Zhang Qiang got up and comforted: "Dad, don't worry, this report has no solid evidence, we can sue them for defamation." ”
"That's it, Dad, the water on the Internet is very deep, don't take it too seriously." Zhang Lin was also comforting on the side.
Just as the Zhang family was planning countermeasures, the noise outside was getting louder and louder, and it seemed that there were many people gathered outside the house.
"You don't have to go out, I'll take a look." Zhang Qiang stood up and walked out.
Zhang Qiang opened the door and saw many neighbors gathered outside the door, some sympathetic, some curious, and some with condemning eyes.
"Zhang Qiang, what's wrong with your old man? There was a lot of uproar on the Internet. A neighbor named Uncle Li asked.
Zhang Qiang's eyes were firm: "That's all a misunderstanding, my father's conduct is obvious to everyone." ”
Just when the Zhang family was embattled, the little girl selling flowers suddenly appeared in the crowd, and she said loudly: "Uncle Zhang is a good person, he just bought a bouquet of flowers with me that day." ”
Under the gaze of everyone, the little girl's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, which not only calmed down all the criticism, but also drew an end to the heated discussion in the town. After the little girl's words fell, the townspeople began to talk to each other, and the chatter gradually subsided, and the crowd slowly dispersed. The atmosphere of the Zhang family suddenly became much more relaxed.
Back home, Granny Zhang looked at Zhang Tiezhu and showed a gentle smile that she hadn't seen for a long time: "Tiezhu, this time you can be regarded as a whitewash." ”
Lao Zhang took her hand movingly: "Bao'er, I know I made you worried, and I won't mess around anymore." ”
Zhang Lin chuckled: "Dad, I'll go buy flowers in the future, remember to bring us along." ”
Zhang Qiang patted Zhang Tiezhu's shoulder lightly: "Yes, Dad, isn't it good that our family is reunited?" In the future, this kind of vignette will be avoided. ”
The atmosphere at home has finally returned to its former warmth, and the ups and downs outside no longer seem to be able to disturb this small world.
That night, Lao Zhang sat in the courtyard, looking at the starry sky, with an indescribable calmness and relief in his heart. Granny Zhang walked over and handed him a cup of hot tea.
"Iron Pillar, in fact, I always knew that you had me in your heart." Granny Zhang said softly, and Lao Zhang nodded with emotion.
"Time flies so fast, we're all old in a blink of an eye, we've been through a lot together over the years, haven't we?" He asked rhetorically.
On a quiet night, two white-headed people rely on each other as companions, what else can they expect in their old age?
[This content is a fictional story, please read it rationally, do not sit in the right seat]