A man named Ovi decided to die

I have a good impression of this kind of film that talks about warmth and affection, coupled with the fact that there is almost no resistance to the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren, although it is not the main line. The male protagonist is seamless, giving people a natural feeling of such a personality. Although the female protagonist is not beautiful, she is born with a Nordic beauty and refined, which is praised by Iranian mothers.
Presumably, when everyone was young, there was such a bad old man in the yard. He abide by the old rules and enforce the rules and regulations in the yard for years and months; he is jealous and daring to fight against any evil forces (including the government); he opens his mouth and shuts up. It's all stupid X so much, but in the event of an emergency, he always comes first. . . The neighbors and relatives evaded him when they saw him, but few people knew how many winds and waves he had experienced in his life, and few people had ever said a word of thanks to him until the day when he was completely lost. Ovi is such an old Swedish man, who offers people a delicious chicken soup for the soul in a society where neighborhood relations are gradually indifferent.

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