Five years later, the children's welfare home.

The sun is very bright. On the playground, the children were playing the game of catching eagles under the leadership of young volunteers. Yan Furui squinted his eyes and sat in the corridor reading newspapers, and glanced at the children laughing and laughing from time to time: He remembered that when he was a child, this game was already very popular. What is the charm of eagles and chicks?

The young people who were once young and now are so happy.

With footsteps sounded, a child came over and shouted: "Uncle Yan, are you literate?

Don't take down the newspaper!"

Yan Fu Tighu chased him with a face: "Go! Go! Go!"

These little kids are not yet 60, so why have they become an old man? He just read the news two days ago. The United Nations said that those who are not yet 60 are still middle-aged and young!

Xiao Liu's voice came from the side of the corridor: "Uncle Yan, come and take a look. This dish is not fresh today."

Not new?

The profiteer of this turtle son told them last time that they were all given to the children in the welfare home. No one can lose money!

Yan Furui quickly put down the newspaper: "Here's here."

Yan Furui went to this welfare home three years ago to help. The director at that time urgently recruited a canteen worker. During the interview, Yan Furui was laughed at the "dream" of opening an orphanage: Uncle, in our country, orphanage welfare homes, etc., that's not just open!

Yan Furui sat upright on the chair, with a cramped expression like most interviewers: "Can you just have money?"

The dean gave him the simplest example: Let me tell you this, if you have money, you can run it. What should those criminals who trafficked children do if they are under the guise of an orphanage?

So it must be approved by the government and supervised at all levels!

Yan Furui suddenly realized: So that's it, the country is the country, which is much longer than he thought.

It seems that I can’t be the dean anymore, so let’s work in the cafeteria, as they are all accompanying the children anyway.

Yan Furui stayed in this "Sunshine Welfare Home". The dean proudly introduced Yan Furui the meaning of the name of the welfare home. It is roughly that all things grow by sunshine. Children are like seedlings. Without sunshine, they cannot thrive.

Yan Furui said silently in his heart that it cannot grow even if water is lacking. If you really want to be serious, it should be changed to "Sunshine and Water" welfare home.

In his initial thoughts, he began a happy life of loving the children, but the fact is far from that. In fact, he was angry with these naughty children every day, often jumping on the playground, or chasing them with a big spoon. The children like him and prefer bullying him. Even if he was reading the newspaper safely, he would still come over and tease him: "Mr. Yan, are you literate? Don't take the newspaper down."

These are all a group of saplings of what quality!

Yan Furui hurried into the back door of the small cafeteria, and the helper Xiao Liu was waiting for him angrily. There was a basket of vegetables and potatoes in front of him. The young man who delivered the goods was careless, his hair was dyed like a pheasant, and there was a cigarette behind his ears.

Yan Furui flipped through the basket casually, and was so angry that he said: "The leaves of this vegetable are rotten and the potatoes are sprouting. What did I say to you last time?"

Jinji looked at him with his head squinting eyes, and said casually: "Oh, old man, the vegetable leaves are boiled in the soup, and they will be rotten anyway. If you sprout, you will just peel them. Add more seasonings, the taste will still be the same. You have such a low price, and you still want to import them?"

Yan Furui was so angry: "This is for the dolls!"

"Who is it not to give it to? Uncle Yan, don't pay too much attention to it. There are food problems everywhere. This is to exercise the child's resistance. Eating too well and cleanly will not be able to adapt to society in the future..."

Is this a joke? Yan Furui picked up a piece of vegetable and smashed the head of the crocodile.

Jinjitou hugged her head and dodged. He was just delivering goods. Why did he get angry with him? Besides, the price paid by the welfare home is low. The merchant seeks profit. The boss can't send good goods here. This is not the first time he has been smashed. Fortunately, this old man knows the importance and throws him with only green vegetables and cabbages every time.

He dodged and argued: "Uncle, this dish is pretty good. You don't know that the big stalls on the street are even worse..."

As a result, Yan Furui would probably refute him the part he sold Chuanchuanxiang in his early years, but this time it was different. As he chased him, he suddenly fell down next to a table, screaming in pain.

What does this mean?

Jinji's head widened her eyes. When the dean came over with the care aunt hurried over, he was still standing on a table, with a leaf on his head, raising his hand like a surrender, and furious: "I didn't touch him, I also know that I respect the elderly and love the young. I didn't touch a single finger. You can't cheat me!"

The dean is knowledgeable and knows that the elderly are often sick, and his face is a little panicked: "Hurry, hurry, this may be a blood clot. I will be sent to the hospital immediately. If I don't make a fuss, I will be paralyzed."

The ambulance was chased by a group of panicked children. Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

She quickly called the left-behind person and asked someone to come and ask for a good reception. She also found Yan Furui's cell phone from her bag.

There are no relatives and family members in the group column. Apart from colleagues at Sunshine Welfare Home, there are only two categories: "friends" and "good friends".

I think "good friends" are going further than "friends", so the dean hesitated and went in.

There are two names, one is Taoist priest Wang Qiankun, and the other is Qin Fang.

Taoist priest?

Taoist priest on TV?

The dean muttered to himself that this was unreliable and decisively set up another number.

The phone was connected, and a slightly low voice was a man: "Hey?"

Sunshine Welfare Home.

The left-behind nursery aunt patiently explained to the person who came to consult: "You can't just pick up a child and send it to the welfare home. This does not comply with the regulations. It depends on whether she has a legal guardian. If her biological parents are still alive or have adoptive parents, the welfare home cannot be accepted."

The person consulted was a couple, who was only in his early twenties, and he was a little confused when he heard it: "We were playing in the mountains and picked it up when we were climbing the mountains. The little girl was very pitiful. She was only three or four years old. She didn't know anything and only knew how to laugh. This must have been abandoned by her parents. The deep mountains! Who cares about it?"

In welfare homes, you will always encounter such inexperienced but take it for granted. The nursery aunt laughs: "Then you should call the police first, or send it to the police station. The police will first contact the children's parents and families. If it is confirmed that they are orphans or abandoned babies, the public security organs will forward them to the relevant government welfare units.

How can I send it to a welfare home as soon as I pick it up? What if it is abducted or lost, then my parents should be so anxious..."

It sounded very reasonable, the young man lost his words, scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, and his girlfriend next to him looked coquettish: "I've said that I should call the police first, wooden head!"

...

In the yard, many children chattered around the Tiguan car. They were familiar with this situation. Either they sent new friends or some friends would take them away. A few brave eyes had almost never stuck to the car window...

On the back seat of the car, a girl about three or four years old was sitting. She was wearing a newly bought white skirt with bangs, long hair hanging on her chest, and her feet were pairs of patent leather shoes. Her face was very delicate, her eyes were bright and bright, and she looked like a look.

Several children waved to her enthusiastically and said hello: "Hi, hey! Hello."

The sound of the slapping of the car window finally attracted the attention of the little girl. She turned her head to this side, and the children became even more excited and were about to shout to her at the top of their throats...

With a whisper, the curtain was pulled up.
Chapter completed!