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Seven hundred and twentieth three: incompetence

Lu Qiao casually turned the notepad back. This book was written by Dean Qian during the past six months of cancer. Most of the records were that his physical condition was getting worse day by day, and of course, it also recorded that Jiahui was happy to take care of himself by his side.

During this period, some important things were also recorded, such as Luqiao calling to report the good news, and Pang Dahai calling to report the good news.

Luqiao turned to the beginning, and the first page was exactly what Su Yuelai Welfare Home asked to buy the welfare home for Luqiao to operate.

Lu Qiao looked at him and called the notepad to Su Yue: "Su Yue, look."

Su Yue started to flip from the first page and said excitedly: "I didn't expect that the dean had recorded all these things."

Lu Qiaodian said, "I never thought that the dean still has the habit of diary."

At this time, Luqiao turned his head and saw the bookcase. In this location of the master bedroom, ordinary families are obviously the place where the hostess puts the makeup cabinet.

But in Dean Qian's house, there was only one mirror left in the dressing cabinet. There was nothing else, and instead they were neatly arranged pens. There were also notebooks, and Lu Qiao sat on the desk.

Lu Qiao turned around and looked at Su Yue. At this time, Su Yue was sitting on the bed and looking at the diary of Dean Qian’s six months before his death.

Lu Qiao sat on the dressing cabinet and began to reach out to pick up the notepad on the dressing cabinet.

Luqiao opened it a little and looked at it, and found that it was all diaries.

A brief look here shows that one book is almost a year. There are at least twenty books in front of you, the diary of Dean Qian, who has been in the Welfare House for more than twenty years.

Lu Qiao took the diary on the far left and saw that the entire notepad was yellow. It was very time-honored, Lu Qiao opened these notebooks at once and arranged them.

Luqiao did not continue to open and read, but silently said, "Su Yue, should I read it?"

At this time, Lu Qiao was obviously in a state of confusion. After all, these were Dean Qian's privacy. When I read the first book, Lu Qiao was still excited and curious, but at this time he discovered so much. Instead, he began to care whether he was infringing on Dean Qian's privacy.

Su Yue slowly walked to Luqiao's side, put his hand on Luqiao's shoulder and said, "Brother Luqiao, if you sit in Luqiao, you can't read a word, but as the current dean of the Welfare Institute, I think you need to read the diary written by the former dean, maybe it will be good for you to be the dean. After all, although all the mentioned housework and chores are mentioned, you may not necessarily see useful content in managing the welfare home."

Lu Qiao lit his head: "Then I can watch it in order to be a good dean, right?"

Su Yue lit her head, and Lu Qiao opened the diary from the far left and read it one by one.

Su Yuejian Lu Qiao was watching, and he didn't bother to speak, "Brother Lu Qiao, I'll tell you something."

"What?" Lu Qiao turned around and looked at Su Yue in confusion.

Su Yue said, "I'll apply and use my phone to ask my aunt to clean the place. The wallpaper here is all new, and the dirty floor should be clean. I'm asking someone to clean it up, and on the other hand I'm buying furniture online. I'll try to enter the store tomorrow, and we can live here the day after tomorrow."

Lu Qiao lit his head: "Su Yue, just do it according to your ideas."

Su Yue smiled and said, "That's good brother Lu Qiao, I'll take charge of the family."

Lu Qiao then lowered his head and looked at the diary carefully, not knowing how long it had passed.

During this period, Su Yue opened the door for someone, and the sound was from several aunts. Then he entered the door and started cleaning the housework. Lu Qiao could hear the complaints from the aunts in his ears. He said how the house could be so dirty. Lu Qiao looked at the diary written by Dean Qian at this time.

What I wrote at the beginning was to adopt everyone's content one after another, but I really didn't know if I didn't read it. After reading the diary, Lu Qiao realized how incompetent he was. As the dean, Lu Qiao did almost nothing in the welfare home. Basically, he handed over everything to three volunteer teachers. Sometimes he even bothered Su Yue and Ling'er, but he really remembered the names of these children except for the beginning. When he saw Dean Qian's affairs, who would have thought that Dean Qian helped the children find their parents every day?

Lu Qiao realized that no matter how happy the children were, they were actually not really happy. After all, the name of the orphan was in his heart. The best thing for the children was to help the children find their parents. Finding parents is the most important thing for the children. At this time, Lu Qiao looked at the diary and found that when he was ignorant, his children were taken away because he found his parents. Later, he went out to study and came back every weekend and found that there were fewer children. It should have been found by the parents.

After seeing the diary, Lu Qiao realized how excessive he had done. He had never helped the children of the welfare home find parents. Of course, Lu Qiao also understood that he was different from Dean Qian.

Although I am an orphan, I understand the idea of ​​an orphan better. But I ignore the fact that I have no parents. Dean Qian, who has become a parents, is also a mother. I have more ideas about this aspect, so Lu Qiao understands that he must implement the matter of finding parents.

Lu Qiao thought about it and took out his cell phone, but his first reaction was to call Han Dong.

Lu Qiao understands one thing, it is difficult to handle whether it is to leave it to yourself or others.

But Han Dong is different. If you can find it through the Internet, you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

The phone number just came over and it showed that the phone number was not connected. Lu Qiao remembered that there should be no signal if it was in the basement. Lu Qiao sent a message to Han Dong: Call me.

Almost as soon as Lu Qiao sent it out, Lu Qiao's cell phone received a call from Han Dong.

The road was bridged: "Han Dong, are you busy?"

"Fortunately, Xueer said she received your call." Han Dong explained.

"It's this, you're all full, right? Can anyone do me a little favor?" Lu Qiao asked.

"What is it about?" Han Dong asked.

"You know I'm building a welfare home, right? I want to ask you to help you build a system to help the children find their parents." Lu Qiao said his thoughts.

"If you have this matter, Xueer can help you. I'll let her contact you." Han Dong said.

"Thank you then." Lu Qiao hurriedly thanked, and the phone was hung up later.

Lu Qiao looked at his phone, and soon the folder on the desktop was changed, and the name was shown: Dad said you were looking for me.

Lu Qiao sent a message directly to the memo on his mobile phone: Call me.

Luqiao's cell phone then received a call, and the phone number showed blank.
Chapter completed!
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