Chapter 392 Orphanage (Finale)
"Teacher Lin, General Chen!"
The dean said respectfully: "Teacher Lin, I am your fan."
After saying that, he stepped forward to shake hands.
Lin Shiyi was flattered.
Because behind the dean and teachers, there are many innocent and bright little cuties.
Their smiles are so innocent and carefree.
But...behind this carefree life, how many sad experiences are there?
These little cuties have one thing in common: they were abandoned by their families.
"Come in and sit down first." The dean invited Lin Shiyi and Chen Baiguang into the courtyard.
In a relatively simple office, the director personally poured two cups of tea and said, "Teacher Lin, I know you are a big star. It's a bit unfair for you to come to our small welfare home. This office is the best place here."
Lin Shiyi waved his hand: "Dean, you are too kind."
When he came, he did feel that this welfare home was a bit shabby.
Moreover, several dormitories showed signs of damage.
But those dormitories are for teachers.
The dean insisted that the children live in the best place.
Even the dean himself was wearing a shirt that had faded to the point where it couldn't fade any further.
Life in the welfare home is actually very tight.
If there is a shortage of funds, the welfare home in front of us is the most realistic portrayal.
"By the way, General Chen, you said before that you wanted to adopt Xiaotong and Xiaoling, so I brought them here."
As soon as the dean finished speaking, a young female teacher came into the office with two children.
Looking at the innocent expressions of the two children, it is really... Even those office workers with heavy work pressure will no longer feel so depressed when they see these little cuties...
"Xiaotong, Xiaoling, call me uncle." The female teacher squatted in front of the two children.
"Uncle..." The little boy didn't speak, but the two-year-old girl spoke instead, her voice was naturally sweet.
However, just as Lin Shiyi was about to squat down and hug the little girl named Xiaoling, a figure suddenly rushed in from outside the door.
He wasn't too tall and looked only about six or seven years old.
"Dean, teachers, please don't let Xiaotong and Xiaoling go." The boy said to Lin Shiyi and Chen Baiguang, "Let me go with you. Xiaotong and Xiaoling said they like the atmosphere of the welfare home and like to get along with their classmates."
"Xiaolong, stop messing around." The dean signaled the female teacher to take the boy away.
"I didn't..." Before Xiaolong could finish his words, the female teacher took him away.
The dean also looked at Lin Shiyi and the others with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, Teacher Lin, General Chen, this boy is the oldest among this group of children, and he is more sensible. He often thinks about other students.
"Because Xiaolong was the first one to be sent here, he witnessed many of his classmates being adopted by other parents and leaving one by one. He thought that if he could be adopted too, he wouldn't have to see such cruel scenes."
For children in welfare homes, living in the institution is the most worry-free.
In their world, there is only the welfare home and no room for other places.
When classmates around them are taken in by many parents, the sensible children will naturally feel lost and insecure.
Lin Shiyi was silent.
Adoption may be a happy thing for adults.
But for these abandoned children, it is a weapon to break up their "home".
The welfare home is their home.
"Teacher Lin, Xiaolong has the best relationship with Xiaotong and Xiaoling, so his reaction was bigger." The dean didn't know what to say now.
He actually didn't want to interfere in the children's affairs.
The dean also hopes to see these children raised.
Can……
Today’s welfare homes are underfunded, and if we raise children who are too old, life will only get harder and harder.
They didn't starve to death, but when it came time to buy new clothes for the children, the dean would hesitate for a long time.
He didn't want to save on food because the children were growing and what they needed most was nutrition.
I can only save that money from myself and the teachers’ salaries.
"How about..." Lin Shiyi said, "Why not take Xiaolong in as well?" He looked at Ah Chen with eyes full of doting.
"This... But Xiaolong is already seven and a half years old. Are you willing to let the child be this big?" The dean was slightly surprised.
Chen Baiguang nodded without hesitation: "Age is not a problem. Xiaolong is just a child after all. I don't know if Xiaolong is willing."
"I do!" However, Xiaolong, who had been waiting outside the door, rushed in at this time: "I will take good care of my brothers and sisters!"
Xiaolong really didn't want to stay in the welfare home anymore.
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