Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived in the suburbs. On a piece of land far away from the village, there was a yard with two half-new, old-fashioned four-story cement houses inside.
"Orphanage?"
Qu Ping was stunned, not understanding why Hua brought her here.
Hua smiled without saying a word, and patted Qu Ping on the shoulder for her to follow.
Hua took Qu Ping to the office on the first floor, and an aunt in her 50s with short hair cut greeted Hua happily as soon as she saw her.
"Mr. Jiang, why are you here today?" Auntie asked in surprise, but her eyes kept scanning Qu Ping, which was very meaningful.
"I'm free today. I'll come here when I miss a child. This is the director Zhang of the orphanage, and this is Qu Ping."
Dean Zhang held Qu Ping with both hands, called her "Xiao Qu" very enthusiastically, and praised Qu Ping for her beauty and temperament. She has a kind face and gives people a very friendly feeling. Qu Ping likes her very much. It's just that I can't bear her meaningful gaze.
"It's a coincidence that today is Xiaohua's birthday. We will celebrate his birthday with him later, and you will have a lot of fun together." Dean Zhang warmly invited.
"Okay." Hua readily agreed, and asked Dean Zhang to help himself, and he showed Qu Ping around.
"We didn't bring any presents, how dare we attend the children's birthday party?" Qu Ping frowned.
Hua smiled without saying a word. He took out his mobile phone and called someone, asking him to buy the latest and most complete set of Sakura Terrence and some toys and candies, and deliver them to the orphanage within an hour.
Qu Ping gave him a thumbs up, the young master of a rich family is Niu Cha.
Hua took Qu Ping around slowly around the children's room. The children were taking a nap, and the two leaned against the window to look in. There are six children in this room, most of whom are five or six years old. Some of the children are huddled under the quilt, some only cover their stomachs, and some lie on their stomachs like little frogs, with different postures.
"Look, the one inside is Xiao Hua." Hua whispered to Qu Ping.
Qu Ping followed the direction of Hua's finger and saw a 10-year-old boy, curled up and sleeping soundly. This side posture is very weird and awkward, it seems to be
"You guessed it right, he suffers from polio." Hua smiled wryly.
Qu Ping was taken aback for a moment, a distressed look appeared on her face.
Hua put his hands in his pockets and left silently. Qu Ping followed him to the spacious playground, looking at the peaceful and empty surroundings, Hua was silent for a long time.
"What do you think of this?" Hua casually asked Qu Ping.
"I've read information on this before. The children who are forced to live here don't have to worry about food, clothing and housing, but they lack love and warmth. They either trust you enough, or ignore you. Some extremes are caused by the environment. It¡¯s inevitable. But I think Dean Zhang is kind and caring, and the children here should get more love.¡±
Hua Xin glanced at her, his little woman was really clear.
"Don't ask me why I brought you here?" Hua sat down on the steps.
Isn't he a clean freak? He was able to sit on the ground calmly.
Qu Ping sat down, pursed her lips and looked at him, as if waiting for him to speak automatically.
"In the eyes of most people, a wealthy young man was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He has inexhaustible wealth, a wealth that ordinary people can't match, and can get almost anything he wants. He is the luckiest and most blessed person in the world. But this Humanoids just lack one of the most common things in ordinary people ¡ª¡ª that is the warmth of home."
"I lived a life full of rich clothes and fine food and thousands of servants since I was a child, but it was difficult for me to see my parents. I had to make an appointment with their secretary. Because they are very busy, they have to work hard for the family business, and they have no time to take care of it. I.
I remember a chubby classmate whose toy his father brought back from abroad disappeared, and I happened to have one of the same model, so he blamed me for stealing it from him. I was so angry that I quarreled with him, and without saying a few words, the little fat man directly raised his hand. At that time, I was very weak, and I was beaten so hard by that little fat man that I lay on the ground and couldn't get up. The whole class watched me being trampled underfoot, but none of them came out to help me.
When the teacher came, the little fat man actually complained first, saying that I was the first to do it. We were taken to the teacher's office to give lectures, and the teacher summoned the parents.
I called my father several times, but no one answered. My mother got through the phone, and she said that they were going to receive big clients from abroad, and she had to find a way to solve these trivial matters, so she hung up the phone directly.
So that day I posted a report on the class blackboard for the whole afternoon, wrote a 500-word review book and read it in front of the whole class before returning home. I forgot how I made up the 500 words.?But I will never forget the scene of being stepped on by the little fat man, and I will never forget the helplessness I felt at that time. "
Hua looked up at the sky, and narrated with a blank expression, as if he was telling someone else's story, but Qu Ping could feel the pain in his heart.
Qu Ping lightly patted him on the shoulder, reassuring him that all this is over.
"Since I was young, such things abound, and I have become accustomed to their absence. Fortunately, I have a good sister. She is four years older than me. She is the eldest sister and the first sister of the school. She brings a group of classmates. Surrounded the little fat man at the school gate, beat him up, found evidence and went to the teacher's office to clear my name. I was in the third grade at that time, and she was only in the first grade of junior high school." Speaking of my sister , Hua's face was full of complacency.
Sister is amazing! There are such great achievements in the first day of junior high school, and my father often picks me up in the first day of junior high school, and I often stick to my mother and let her bake chicken wings.
"Later she fell in love, so strong, she put away her edge and put on red makeup, just to win a little affection from him. It's a pity that she fell in love with the perverted, weirdest, and most heartless man in the world , He didn't have my sister in his heart at all, he trampled his sister's dignity under his feet.
How can I bear to see my sister get hurt? I rushed up to fight him desperately, but my profit-seeking parents actually slapped me hard, and completely shattered the little bit of father-son relationship we had left. "
Qu Ping ran into Hua's Danfeng eyes, the tails of the eyes were slender and slightly raised, the pupils were splashed with the thickest ink color, three parts deep, three parts cool, the rest was vicissitudes of coldness, like a lonely girl in a desert night. The stars are bright and bleak.
Qu Ping felt sore, she got up and hugged Hua tightly, she just wanted to give him a little warmth, so that the lonely heart under his lazy appearance would not be so cold.
Hua stretched out his arms to encircle Qu Ping, and pulled her hard, causing her to sit on his knees. He buried his head in her long hair, deeply absorbing her body fragrance and warmth.
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This pose is too ambiguous! Qu Ping's entire face was flushed red, and she was about to struggle to get up when Hua's deep voice came out, touching the softness in her heart again.
"One day a few years ago, I ran into a charity sale, and all the proceeds were donated to the orphanage. As a reward, the orphanage also made some small handicrafts to give back to customers. They were all small things made by the children themselves. I got a thousand paper cranes, a boat, a small plane, and some paintings.
Among them is a piece of paper with a big woman drawn on it, and a small person tied in the middle
Isn't that villain mine? "
Qu Ping saw this on the Internet, a little girl in an Iraqi orphanage, she drew a mother on the concrete floor, and then curled up on her mother's chest, lying down and fell asleep.
The desire for maternal love has no country, the mother is the whole world of the child, and the world without a mother is gloomy.
Just like every time I see this picture, I feel extremely uncomfortable in my heart, Qu Ping has a sore nose again, and tears flow out
Qu Ping was like a rain of falling petals, with a touch of sadness, Hua couldn't help lowering her head to kiss away her pearly teardrops.
"Mother Yueyue, why are you here?"
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