In the Apocalypse, Ke Meiyu was a “canary” kept by the big shot Ying Yan.
She resented the big shot’s domineering, indifferent, and ruthless nature, yet yearned for the freedom of an ordinary...
After speaking, the group leader followed the dean's gaze and looked at Ke Meiyu with some disapproval.
Gradually, everyone's attention turned to this.
Ke Meiyu chuckled: "I think you've all got the priorities backwards. And as far as I know, the volunteer association only comes to the orphanage once or twice a semester. Even if each school takes turns coming, they're just doing the work that the staff are supposed to do. How much change can that make?"
"Don't tell me you're weak and can only contribute what you can, but I think that's just you deceiving yourselves!"
She pointed to the weeds covering the yard: "These withered weeds only took a few hoe strokes to grow so tall. If someone hadn't brought me in, I would have thought this was an abandoned mansion in the countryside."
"The children's clothes are patched upon patched, and judging by the stitches, they were sewn by the children themselves. Ha, all the children's clothes are probably three to five years old or more. Has the organization not issued cloth ration coupons in the past few years?"
"There are only children under six here, and I haven't seen any older children. They probably don't go to school, right? And with so many people, can you even count the staff on one hand? You can't pay salaries. The director seems to be in good health, the type who gains weight just by drinking water?"
A series of questions successfully turned the usually amiable dean into a grimace, and the team members gradually realized that something was wrong, filled with doubt.
"This student has good speaking skills. As the saying goes, laymen watch the show, while experts see the details. You haven't experienced it yet, so you don't know how difficult it is to start an orphanage."
"Actually, food and clothing aren't the biggest expenses for children, but medicine and injections cost a fortune. You've never been mothers, so it's incredibly difficult for a child to survive until they're seven or eight years old!"
"Are you asking us to abandon those seriously ill children for the sake of our own children's quality of life? If one child gets sick, the others will also get infected. The organization allocates a lot of funds every month, but we are still heavily in debt..."
At this point, the dean covered his face and wept. Just then, a staff member stepped forward angrily and said, "Go away, all of you go away! We didn't beg you to come!"