winter nights, cold day by day. If there is still a river breeze, young people will be too cold to bear, let alone eight years old. The day before yesterday at 9 pm, longevity district, East Street, Ding Hui Xiaoyue district near, there is such an old man attracted everyone's attention.
"Grandpa, your hands are really very cold. Hurry home."
the old man was sitting on a stone ladder on a roadside shop that had already closed shop, but he did not sleep. There were two basket of oranges beside him. When someone passed by, he muttered to himself, "do you want to sell it cheap?"
residents who came home late saw the old man shivering with cold and asked him why he had not gone home. The old man did not speak, but he wiped his tears from time to time.
what is the grievance of the old man? Or got lost? Enthusiastic residents quickly dialed 110 to tell the police what they saw.
Fang Zhongcheng and Xu Yong of the police station of Changhe District Public Security Bureau rushed to the scene after receiving the alarm. At this time, the old man has been led to a relatively warm corner by enthusiastic people. Fang Zhongcheng found that the old man was thin and unconscious. The policeman asked the old man where he lived, and the old man did not reply.
"Grandpa, your hands are frozen. Why don't you go home?" Fang Zhongcheng touched the old man's hand with concern and found it was cold. The enthusiastic person on the side also interposed: "perhaps older, the feeling of cold and hot is not obvious. Grandpa, your hands are really ice. Go home quickly. "
"where does the Lord live?" Let's get your family to pick you up. " For the concern of Fang loyalty, the uncle kept silent and shook his head.
"do you want to go to the police station first?" Looking at the cold wind blowing the old man shivering, Fang loyalty plans to put him on the police car, but the old man stubbornly does not want to rise, has been staring at those two big basket of oranges.
two policemen saw the old man's thoughts, while comforting him, he carried two basket of orange to the police car compartment. The old man's expression was somewhat urgent, and the enthusiastic people on the side immediately comforted him: "don't worry, uncle, they won't confiscate your oranges." Fang Zhongcheng also said to the old man, "Grandpa, don't worry, we'll take you home." The old man was just sitting in the car.
"a 80 year old man can pick thirty or forty kilograms of oranges and walk 10 kilometers?" On the
police car, Xu Yong opened the heater, and the loyal hand pulled the old man's hand to try to cover him up, but the old man quickly drew back his hand.
"Xu Yong and I are both wearing uniforms. We can see that the old man has faith in US and is somewhat vigilant." Fang Zhongcheng said in an interview with the Chongqing evening news reporter yesterday that although they had a hard time explaining to the elderly to help him go home, it might be the first time a police car was sitting, the old man seemed uneasy and felt the window from time to time.
"master do not be afraid!" You are too old to sell oranges, and you are in good health! " The driving Xu Yong also comforted the old man. However, no matter how close the two policemen were, the old man still bowed his head. The police had to bring him back to the police station.
in the police station, Zhang Ping, the director of the plain clothes, came to know the situation and let the police get the old man to eat first. He didn't think the move suddenly opened the old man: "are you an official?" Is it their head? "
"how did the master see it?" Zhang Ping then asked the old man's words, hoping to put some information on the elderly. "You can count and use it." The old man answered briefly.
later, the old man told the police that he had gone out to sell oranges around 7 o'clock that morning, and he has not eaten yet. A policeman on duty took out the dry food and handed it to the old man. Another policeman cooked a bowl of steaming noodles. After the old man finished eating, the police continued to ask him about the situation. As the old man spoke with great strength and difficulty in communicating, the police had been patiently talking for more than an hour before he learned his surname from his intermittent expression, 80 years old this year, and lived in the Fuyuan village at the border between the longevity zone and Fuling district.
Fuyuan village is located about 10 kilometers away from the place where grandpa was found. Uncle Tu said that because he was too old to take him, he also thought the bus fare was expensive, so he picked the oranges and walked along to sell them. If you go home after half sale, if you do not sell it, you will always sell it to longevity city.
Mr. Tu said that at least 40 kilograms of oranges came out of the house and sold all the way. But the oranges of their own species are small and not very delicious, so they only sell 10 kilos a day. Seeing that it was dark, the oranges had not sold much, and they had gone to a strange place.