On the other side,

Chen Fan returned to his base.

The next day, he and Yaksha secretly went to a factory in the suburbs. At this time, the bottom of the factory had been converted into a living area.

There are rest areas, accommodation areas, entertainment areas, and schools.

here,

It is a common home for hundreds of homeless disabled children who have been trafficked twice.

Although they can only go to the ground to bask in the sun for two hours every day, and although they have to live under the factory all the time.

But,

These past few years have been the happiest days for hundreds of disabled children. They can eat their fill, play without worries, and learn like other children.

They can even choose one or two skills that they like.

To others, this is a basement that never sees the sun, but to them, this is a paradise hidden underground, or to them, this is what paradise looks like!

"Sixth Master!"

The confidant in security uniform at the factory gate saw Chen Fan coming and immediately saluted respectfully.

Chen Fan looked at his confidant in security uniform.

In the past, he should have been a rebellious drug dealer, but when he knew that Chen Fan needed some people to guard the factory and protect the children, he found Chen Fan with red eyes. He was willing to put down the guns and drugs in his hands.

Put on security uniforms and protect these homeless children.

Chen Fan got out of the car and patted the security guard lightly on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work!"

After that,

Chen Fan walked inside with Yaksha.

After Chen Fan left, the security guard's body trembled slightly. He looked at Chen Fan's back excitedly: "Just now, did Sixth Master pat my shoulder?"

Chen Fan walked into the factory.

Then he went straight to the basement.

After entering the basement and passing through a passage of seven or eight meters, the last door opened and it was as bright inside as during the day.

"When the sun is high in the sky, I hoe the field, sweat dripping down to the soil. Who knows that every grain of rice on the table is the result of hard work?"

Just opened the door,

A burst of clear reading sounds came, and when he heard these clear sounds, Chen Fan finally smiled.

These sounds were like a breeze cleansing his soul.

"Sixth Master!!"

Several responsible persons came over and bowed respectfully.

Chen Fan made a gesture to keep quiet, then led his men towards the place where the sound came from.

This is a small school with only three classrooms.

In the first classroom, a group of children, probably in their teens, were holding pencils and writing on the textbooks in front of them, looking up at the teacher on the podium from time to time.

Some people have an empty sleeve on their right hand, but they can write well with their left hand.

Some children had their sleeves empty, but they held the pens in their mouths and continued to write on the paper stroke by stroke.

The second classroom,

It was a group of eight or nine-year-old children who were taking a handicraft class. Each child nimbly cut out beautiful patterns, and then rushed to surround the teacher and hand their works to the teacher.

When they heard the teacher's affirmative praise, they immediately smiled with their brows curved.

The third classroom,

They were a group of five or six-year-old children.

They held their Chinese textbooks and shook their heads in rhythm, some of them looking like clumsy little ducks.

Crisp sounds continued to be heard.

Chen Fan stopped and stood in front of the window with his eyes closed.

At this moment,

His tense heart finally relaxed slightly. Yaksha and several responsible persons followed behind him, remaining silent.

Half an hour later,

Chen Fan walked out of the basement.

He turned around and took a deep look at the basement, then got into the cab without looking back.

Yaksha looked at Chen Fan getting into the driver's seat that originally belonged to him, and he was a little at a loss.

"You all go back, I will go back by myself in the evening!"

Chen Fan's voice came,

boom!

With a step on the accelerator, the vehicle disappeared around the corner.

Yasha opened his mouth, feeling a little aggrieved. The driver who had just taken over was now unemployed.

Chen Fan drove around the city a few times and then drove into a small courtyard.

This courtyard was originally rented to Xiangjian. It is now overgrown with weeds, and it is obvious that Xiangjian has not been back for a long time.

He should have gone back with Bai Luo.

I changed a car in the yard,

Chen Fan stepped on the accelerator again and got on the road.

After making many twists and turns in the city, I finally returned to the small courtyard in the suburbs.

The two gates of the yard were locked tightly, and the gates were covered with rust after being exposed to wind and sun.

Chen Fan took out the key and opened the iron lock that was almost completely rusted.

Crunch!

The rusty door made a sharp sound and Chen Fan walked in.

The yard is overgrown with all kinds of weeds.

The little wooden horse at the front of the yard fell to the ground again.

Chen Fan walked forward and carefully lifted up the wooden horse. The blue paint on the wooden horse had faded a lot, and the wing that touched the ground seemed to have been corroded.

It was only less than a centimeter connected to the body of the Trojan horse, as if the wing would be completely broken in the next moment.

He lifted up the little wooden horse.

Chen Fan looked towards the house.

I don’t know if it was a stone thrown by those naughty kids, but it smashed a fist-sized hole in the glass on the left.

Chen Fan opened the door.

Walked in!

A turbid air with a musty smell hit my nose.

The mess was obvious to the eyes, covered with dust and cobwebs.

He looked everywhere.

The shabby sofa, with the patterned bed sheet covering it, had been blown to the side by the wind.

Chen Fan seemed to still see Bai Luo holding Chen Qingxuan and sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Dad! Come and help Xuanxuan!"

Suddenly a crisp voice came from the kitchen.

Chen Fan's body was shaking as he strode into the kitchen.

But the kitchen was also a mess.

Moldy dishes,

A dusty range hood.

There were even some chopped rotten food on the chopping board, and on the induction cooker was a pot that seemed to still be frying something.

It can be seen that the people here were still cooking in the kitchen before they left.

The little stool fell to the ground.

Chen Fan seemed to see Chen Qingxuan standing on the small stool again, stirring the food in the pot with difficulty.

He seemed to see again,

When his beloved daughter was cutting vegetables, she almost cut off half of her finger with the knife, and blood was dripping.

He also saw,

He was cooking bone soup when his baby daughter quietly ran into the kitchen and looked at him eagerly.

He carefully picked up a small piece of meat bone and stuffed it into her mouth.

Her eyebrows and teeth suddenly curved, and her eyes were full of satisfaction.

At that time, her daughter loved him so much and longed to see her so much.

But now she almost regarded him as an enemy.

But,

He didn't blame her.

She hated him, and she had the right to.

yes,

It’s what you should do!