Siheyuan: Huairu is eighteen, Shazhu calls her mom

Chapter 521 Old Neighbors’ Symposium

After He Yuhao finished speaking, even He Jingli frowned and looked at He Daqing with concern.

"Grandpa, our nursing home won't go bankrupt before it even opens, right?"

"What are you talking about!"

He Daqing looked at the two of them helplessly, found a chair and sat down leisurely.

He said to He Yuhao,

"Raising children to provide for one's old age is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years. How can it be easily shaken by just renovating the yard? This is a problem of ideology, and we must start with ideology."

"Changing your mind? That's extremely difficult!"

When He Yuhao heard this, he became even more worried.

"Yeah, so, you don't have to sell for the time being."

He Daqing nodded and said to He Yuhao,

"A good salesperson can make something seem real and let customers come to you on their own initiative. But you also have to learn to go with the flow. Right now, the time and place for the promotion of nursing homes are not right, so don't rush!"

He Yuhao said,

"But mom's nursing home is almost ready. You can see that there are so many people coming every day, and the salary alone has to be quite high!"

"Then you have to give as much as you deserve."

He Da had anticipated this situation early in the morning.

It’s not easy to run a nursing home. Food, drink, defecation and urination all cost money every day, but this place hasn’t opened yet. Once it opens and there’s no one there, the cost will be even higher.

He Daqing thought for a moment, then said to He Yuhao,

"I think that instead of promoting it to strangers, you should look for our old neighbors."

"Old neighbor?"

He Yuhao was stunned.

"Yes."

He Daqing smiled and said,

"Although most of them have moved to our community now, it is obviously not as convenient for them to communicate. For example, Xu Damao's parents live upstairs and don't want to come down for a stroll. For example, Liu Haizhong and his wife are bored all day long. And your second uncle Yan Bugui wants to find someone to chat with all day long, but few are willing to pay attention to him."

"Do you think it would be lively if we put them together at one table?"

Of course, the people who have the deepest feelings for this courtyard are the old neighbors.

When doing business, especially opening a nursing home, the most important thing is popularity. Only when the popularity is increased, everything will be easy.

"Well, call all these gentlemen here tomorrow and tell them that I asked them to come so that I can do some ideological work on them!"

He Daqing said firmly.

Well, we need to let these old neighbors make use of their remaining energy and contribute a little to their own nursing homes.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of so many years of friendship?

"What? Go to the old yard? Why would an old man ask us to go there?"

"Never mind. I haven't visited him for a while and I missed him. Let's go and take a walk!"

"Yes, let's go check out the old yard!"

The next day, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, Xu Wude and a few others who got the news gathered together and walked towards Nanluoguxiang step by step.

Time is not forgiving.

Back then, they were scheming and fighting against each other in the courtyard, and they had a lot of fun.

But now, they all have white hair and hunched backs.

However, as neighbors who have known each other for decades, their relationship is actually particularly good at this age, after all, they know each other well.

Along the way, the old guys never stopped talking, and they became more and more excited.

It’s strange that although they all live in the Fangcaodi community, which has lakes and woods and many people walking around, once they move into the building, they are too lazy to go downstairs.

These old guys haven't met each other for some time.

As they chatted, they arrived at Nanluoguxiang.

Looking at the familiar bricks and tiles in the streets and alleys, everyone felt inexplicably moved.

It’s only been two years since I left, but it feels like a lifetime ago.

Too many things happened in this alley.

When they walked to the gate of Compound No. 95 and looked inside, they were also shocked.

"Hey, are we in the right place? Is this still my yard?"

Yan Bugui was the first to be shocked.

His family lives in the east room of the front yard, but now it has completely changed. Not only is there a glass walkway in front of the house, but there are also many flowers and plants in the yard. Seeing this scene, Yan Bugui and Qian Yongmei didn't dare to come in.

Liu Haizhong, Xu Wude and others also looked at each other in bewilderment.

But I looked at the house number at the door, and sure enough, it was No. 95!

This……

It seems that He Daqing has a purpose.

"Old friends, how are you doing lately?"

While I was distracted, I saw an old man in good spirits walking out of the middle courtyard.

He Daqing was obviously the oldest among the people present, but when standing together, he looked the youngest.

"Uncle, are you going to do that?"

Yan Bugui hurried forward and pointed at the newly renovated courtyard and asked.

Others also looked at him curiously.

"I want to renovate these courtyards. In the future, these will be used exclusively for the elderly to live in."

He Daqing smiled gently and said to everyone,

"You don't know, this place has been fully heated, and there are no drafts. There are toilets and washrooms. If you were allowed to live here, would you be willing?"

"what?"

When these words were spoken, Yan Bugui, Liu Haizhong and others were all stunned.

They have never thought about this kind of problem.

"Don't rush to answer, just walk around first!"

He Daqing did not continue to question them, but let them look around with their crutches.

As for ideological work, we must do it step by step.

Only after everyone had walked around inside and outside did He Daqing gather a few people in the cafeteria, which was the deaf old lady's house.

Several people are very familiar with this house.

No one expected that this place would become a cafeteria.

clap clap!

He Daqing clapped his hands, and a waiter came over.

"Serve the food to the elders!"

"okay!"

These were people that He Daqing specially brought from his own restaurant to let these elderly people experience their nursing home canteen first.

Soon, all the dishes were brought over.

They all have the flavor of old Beijing, but the taste is relatively light.

"Hey, I haven't had noodles with soybean paste for some time!"

Liu Haizhong exclaimed, and without further ado, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Yan Bugui also breathed a sigh of relief and gave a thumbs up.

"This taste is so authentic!"

He looked at He Daqing and said,

"Uncle, please stop keeping us in suspense. Tell us, why did you invite us here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else looked at He Daqing.

"No hurry, let's eat and talk at the same time!"

He Daqing waved his hand, signaling everyone to do as they please.

He took a bite of noodles covered with soybean paste and said leisurely,

"Let's start with you, Yan Bugui. Old Yan, have your sons and daughters-in-law been good to you in the past two years?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui, who was eating noodles, was stunned. His old eyes behind his glasses flickered and a complicated look appeared on his face.