Chapter 1778

No matter how unwilling he was, he could not continue to "ask" an old man who had Alzheimer's disease and was almost 100 years old.

She just nodded with a smile and said, "excuse me, can I take some pictures in the yard next door? I think the yard over there is very nice

The middle-aged woman did not lift her head, and said faintly, "the courtyard next door used to be the courtyard of the Qin family. Now it's under the name of the childe of he family. It has nothing to do with us."

That means she can't be the master over there.

I turn my head and look at the yard over there.

The flowers and trees there are sparse and well arranged. On the edge of the courtyard wall, there are also a row of hydrangeas, which are clustered with Hydrangea here. They are in full bloom and surrounded by bees and butterflies.

Close to the gate of the place planted a huge camphor, green, there is a light aroma.

She looked around and was impatient to walk out of the door and come in again. She went straight to the side of the half man high courtyard wall, put one hand on the brick and wood railing, and jumped over like a hurdle.

Huo Shaoheng

This skill is very flexible, just like a thief

Huo Shaoheng was angry and funny, but he couldn't help himself for a moment. He followed him and jumped over.

As soon as the middle-aged woman looked back, she found that the two people who were still in her yard had gone to the opposite yard. They were still turning over from their own side of the courtyard wall. Suddenly, she turned black, and gently complained about a "little red man" in C City dialect.

After turning over the past, I found that the yard here is actually much larger than that of the next one. Because it is in the innermost place, it is not obvious from the outside.

Inside the courtyard, there is a teak walk.

The main building is a small western style building. The big round stone pillars of white marble are very magnificent, but they are not particularly eye-catching in the green tree corridor.

He walked around the building, took a few photos, walked back to the yard, stood behind the hydrangea clump across the half man high wall, waved to the people in the yard next door with a smile and said, "excuse me today, we have to go home."

She was going to say goodbye to Huo Shaoheng, but maybe her voice was a little louder. It seemed that the old woman who had just gone to sleep woke up again.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the way she looked out of the flowers next door and waved to her.

Although she was almost half as tall as the little girl in her memory, for the old man, the dimples on her face, the upturned water chestnut lips, and the tiny pear whirlpool beside her lips all aroused her long lost vague memory.

In a flash, the thought and that seven or eight year old neighbor girl at that time magically overlapped together.

The old woman sat up and looked at the direction of her thoughts. In a series of fluent English, she blurted out: "grace, come here, don't tdothatagain.YourMomandDadwillbehomesoon 。” (grace, come here. Don't do it again. Your parents will be back home soon)

in consideration of the following:

Huo Shaoheng was also stunned.

He quickly responded and took a step back to the camphor tree, hiding his body completely. Only one of his thoughts appeared in the old woman's view.

The middle-aged woman next to the old woman was also surprised, but immediately came to her senses and said with a smile, "you see, my grandmother has made a mistake again. She thought you were her neighbor many years ago... "

He opened his mouth and said in a puzzled way: -- But my name is grace. Does your neighbor have a name for me

This is clearly the name she just made up.

As soon as I saw the old woman, I thought I didn't know where I had seen the name grace, so I used it.

The middle-aged woman nodded with a smile. "My grandmother said that there used to be a little girl in the next door neighbor's house. Her name was grace. She knew my grandmother very well. She almost grew up watching her grow up. You see, after so many years, my grandmother has forgotten all her own children, but she still remembers the little girl next door. Sometimes she would carry it out and talk about it

Remember that Alzheimer's patients have no concept of time.

They remember a long time ago, but not the latest.

Their memory has no rules to follow. They may forget most of the people and things in their lives, but they will not forget the most profound things in their memories, and they will constantly be taken out of the memory and played back again and again, just like watching a faded black and white old film.

They also have no specific concept of time. What happened decades ago, they may think it happened yesterday.

Maybe what happened yesterday will be moved by them to decades ago.

He has little knowledge of Alzheimer's disease, only roughly remembering that amnesia and memory disorder are one of the main symptoms.

But just because of the same name can make this nearly 100 year old with Alzheimer's disease recognize the wrong person?The intuition of thinking is not so simple.

She thought for a moment, supported on the half human wall with one hand, and turned over like a hurdle.

The old woman was in a hurry and pushed the middle-aged woman away. She stumbled down the steps to meet her. She still spoke standard Oxford English.

“Grace！ I'vetoldyoumanytimes！ Don'tdothatagain！ Younaughtygirl！” (grace, I've told you so many times! Don't do it again! You are too skinny

"Your English is really authentic!" she said in surprise

The middle-aged woman followed, and also held the other side of the old woman, with faint pride, said: "my grandmother is a recommendation ticket to remind everyone!

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All the big boys and little angels ~ ~ ~

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