"Before I even started college, I was working part-time jobs everywhere to earn money to buy nutritional supplements for my younger brothers and sisters."
"Even though it's a low-quality nutrient solution, it's enough nutrition so you won't go hungry."
"They are both very capable. They found stable part-time jobs right after entering high school."
"I also did very well in the college entrance examination, and was in the top 20 on Zangge Star!"
"They both went to military school, and there were kind people who funded their tuition and living expenses, so our orphanage didn't have to pay for it!"
"Once they started school, the money they sent back every month doubled!"
Chen Yanjun's words seemed to open the old woman's chatterbox, and she started muttering to herself.
After listening to this, Xia Chujian asked curiously, "Where did they find part-time jobs? Did they also have part-time jobs when they went to Beichen Star to attend university?"
Jiang Sheng was also quite curious and muttered, "They're both in school all day and night and have never left the campus. I don't know where they found it... Could it be that they're working remotely?"
All of this is possible.
The old woman frowned and said, "I don't know either. Anyway, they are all good children and will never do anything bad!"
"The money they get back is all clean!"
Xia Chujian hurriedly said, "You misunderstood, that's not what we meant."
"We just want to hear more about two classmates."
The old woman relaxed her brows and continued to chatter to them about the interesting stories of Gudemao and Pan Nanjie from childhood to adulthood.
While listening, Xia Chujian followed him into the orphanage's dilapidated stone castle.
Although it was daytime, the hall was still dim.
Because the windows here are tall and small, like a narrow gap.
The sunlight shines through the narrow gap, and you can see dust dancing in the sunlight.
The wooden floor has lost its original color and is full of cracks, making it creak when you walk on it.
In the corner, on the gray-white spider web, a big black spider was lying quietly.
There were several abstract oil paintings hanging on the wall, as well as tapestries with no visible figures. They were badly faded and had black and moldy frames.
Two rows of broken benches and tables were neatly placed in the middle of the hall, as if still waiting for the children who had left.
The old woman led them straight through the hall and into the backyard of the castle.
In the corner of the backyard, there are two rectangular tombstones standing.
The old woman, hunched over, hobbled over, wiped the two tombstones with her sleeves, and said, "They are here."
Then he said to the tombstone: "Amao, Ajie, your classmates are here to see you."
Xia Chujian walked over and looked at the two tombstones carefully.
Surprisingly, the material of this tombstone looks very good.
Liang Peng, who was familiar with the mineral deposits, took a closer look and said, "This tombstone is made of corundum. It's very strong and will last for thousands of years."
After a moment's silence, he added, "...it's very expensive."
Xia Chujian touched it with his hand and asked, "How do you mean 'not expensive'?"
Liang Peng looked at the orphanage and said, "That's probably enough to buy ten orphanages like this. It would be no problem raising 500 children until they reach adulthood."
The other students all gasped and went up to touch the two tombstones in disbelief.
Xia Chujian remained calm and asked the old woman, "Excuse me, did you erect this tombstone for them?"
The old woman shook her head. "It's not me. We don't even have food to eat in the orphanage. How are we going to get the money to buy a tombstone?"
"This is the monument set up by the people who sent them back. By the way, they said they were from your school. Didn't you know?"
When she learned that it was her school that handled the funeral arrangements for her two classmates, Xia Chujian felt as if a small gap had quietly opened up in her heart, which had been filled with unbearable pain.
This world is not hopeless yet. There are still good people in it, right?
Chen Yanjun said directly: "At least they have done something! Most of the orphans here are taken over by our school and sent to orphanages with better conditions."
Everyone thinks so.
Xia Chujian looked at the gold-embossed words on the tombstone, which contained the names of two classmates, their dates of birth and death, and another line of words.
"We will remember your deeds, and you will not be forgotten."
Xia Chujian: “…”
It is indeed a bit strange to have this line of words engraved here.
But she didn't think much about it, and just quietly used the camera on the quantum optical computer watch to take pictures of the two tombstones.
After the eight people offered incense to Gudemao and Pan Nanjie respectively, they left 40,000 Beichen coins for the old woman.
Each of them contributed 5,000 yuan in cash.
If it is just to maintain ordinary living needs, it will be enough for the old man to live for a long time.
The old man was reluctant to take it at first, and pushed it away, saying, "You don't have to pay me."
"I can get a pension now. Five hundred yuan a month, enough for me to eat and drink."
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