Chapter 605: Orphan's Past
Chapter 605: The Past of Orphans
The reception room is very spacious.
There are not many furnishings, just a set of sofas and tables, and children's watercolor paintings hanging on the walls.
The old dean pointed to one of the paintings and introduced it to them: "It was painted by Xia Ling."
Li Lei stepped forward to take a look and saw a simple graffiti, a spring scene with blooming irises everywhere. "It's very beautiful." He admired sincerely, "You are so amazing at such a young age."
Xia Ling glanced sideways at him and saw that he really liked it, a smile appeared on her lips. In fact, they were not very good at painting. The orphanage could not afford any good teachers, and it was not expected that these children, who could not even afford food and clothing, would be very successful in art in the future. Learning to paint was just a matter of cultivating their sentiments.
There is no technique worthy of praise in this painting.
However, it was not her technique that Li Lei praised: "Such a bright and free-spirited color scheme, with a somewhat abstract style, just like Xia Ling's singing voice, makes people like it at first sight."
“She is a good child.” The old dean said lovingly, with a hint of nostalgia in his voice.
A good boy who is always causing trouble, fighting, and grabbing candy for his sister? Xia Ling remembered that she was a problem child at that time. She was not in harmony with the other children in the orphanage. She was always noisy to the teacher and the dean, asking them to allocate funds for her sister's medical treatment. Some teachers said that disciplining her alone was more troublesome than disciplining two or three boys.
Thinking about the past, her eyes were filled with nostalgia.
The vice president and the academic director said: "Mr. Li, Miss Ye, you are welcome to come here. Please sit down quickly. This is tea grown in the courtyard. Please forgive me for the rudeness."
Xia Ling remembered the old tea tree. When she was a child, the academic dean cherished it as if it were a treasure. He kept saying that the courtyard could not afford good tea, so he had to grow tea for the distinguished guests. He warned the children not to damage the tea tree and said that everyone’s donations, adoptions, etc. would all end up on this old tea tree.
Xia Ling lowered her head and took a sip. It tasted both sweet and bitter.
Li Lei also lowered his head to taste it. After a moment, he raised his head and smiled: "Longjing tree over forty years old? It's really good."
“Mr. Li knows his stuff.” The dean said with a smile, “No more, no less, exactly forty-five years.”
The atmosphere became more and more harmonious and the conversation got to the point. This time Li Lei came with a large amount of donations and various long-term benefits. In the future, he will provide regular physical examinations, vaccinations, and distribution of school and daily necessities to the children. Most importantly, a special fund for serious diseases has been established specifically for children who cannot afford treatment.
The old dean and teachers are very grateful.
The photographers who followed took pictures of the entire donation process, as well as a group photo of both parties.
In the picture, Xia Ling, dressed in a simple and elegant dress, and the old dean stood in the middle of the crowd. The two of them held a large donation document together, with smiles on their faces, showing that this was a smooth charity. Standing on the other side of her was Li Lei. His handsomeness only accentuated her petiteness, making him look like an angel.
He deliberately flattered her and gave her the chance to shine on such an occasion.
When the news comes out, everyone will remember her in the center of the screen holding the document, and they will all say that the female star named Ye Xingling is so kind.
He was satisfied.
After the donation ceremony was over, Xia Ling proposed to walk around the orphanage. The old dean wanted to send someone to guide them, so Xia Ling said, "There's no need to bother anyone. It's just me and Li Lei who will wander around casually. We won't take any assistants or photographers with us. The teachers can go ahead as well. There's no need to follow."
Generally speaking, when visitors come, the hospital cannot help but accompany them. But this time, the old dean nodded happily and agreed. He had a very good impression of them. It is rare to find such a donor who seriously considers children. Every year, although there are many companies and celebrities from all walks of life who come to donate, most of them ask the hospital to donate their children in order to pursue news effect. They were called to come forward, donate money in front of the children, and ask the children to smile and say thank you with a bow.
The children are still so young and it is not their fault that they are poor.
Making them feel that they are being given away for many years will hurt their self-esteem.
Xia Ling and Li Lei considered this very carefully. They didn't even ask the children to come to them. Even when the hospital offered to send some children to greet them with flowers at the door, they refused. "Don't disturb them," Xia Ling said to Li Lei at that time, "I used to be a member of the honor guard. I know that feeling."
Li Lei obeyed her wishes.
At this time, the old dean returned the favor: "You two were just walking around in the yard. By the way, Unit 15 in Building 2 was Xiao Xia Ling's residence back then. Ward No. 9 in the building diagonally opposite was Xiao Xia Yu's residence. Now, Both of these places have been preserved as tourist attractions. If you are interested, you can visit them.”
Xia Ling thanked the old dean and left with Li Lei.
Actually, even if the old dean didn't tell her, she still planned to take Li Lei to see her former residence. That was the place where she lived when she was a child. It was simple but simple.
"Back then..." She pointed out to Li Lei as she led him away, "Every morning when I get up, I rush to the cafeteria to grab steamed buns. There is a limited supply of meat buns every day. If I go late, there are only vegetable buns. "
Li Lei laughed at her: "Snack."
Down the corridor, several children laughed and ran past them one after another.
The shadows of the iris flowers are mottled on the ground.
Xia Ling said: "It's for Xiaoyu. She was very picky at that time and only ate a little bit of meat filling in the buns for breakfast. So, I always grabbed two buns and scooped out the meat fillings for her. I ate them. "Actually, she doesn't like to eat steamed buns. What she loves is the tea eggs in the canteen, but each child can only receive one kind of food. In order to let her sister have meat fillings, she has never eaten tea eggs in those years.
Li Lei didn't expect it to be like this, and felt very sad. "From now on, I will make meat buns for you to eat every day."
Xia Ling smiled: "Ginseng buns."
“Okay, ginseng buns.” Li Lei rubbed her long hair.
Xia Ling held the hand of the man she loved, lowered her head, and walked a few steps. Suddenly, she said without any clue: "Actually, Xiao Yu doesn't like to eat steamed buns either."
"What?"
She took a few steps forward, as if she was sorting out her thoughts. After a long time, she said: "At that time, I was only seven or eight years old, and I was a girl. The meat buns in the cafeteria have always been contracted by older children and boys. Even if If other children or girls **** the meat buns, they will soon be forced to hand them over.
“I don’t know how many times I was beaten for grabbing buns.
"Every time I received the meat buns, I would bury my head and run quickly to the dormitory. It was safe only after I entered the dormitory and locked the door. However, I was often stopped halfway by a group of older kids, who beat me and snatched my buns...every time Every time I was beaten to death, I tried my best to protect Baozi..."
(End of this chapter)