Helping the children get up was just the first step. Later, when they arrived at the restaurant, Fu Xiupei discovered that the dormitory he and Cheng Lan were in charge of was in pretty good condition. At least the children were quiet and obedient.
Children who can go to the restaurant to eat by themselves are already very worry-free for the aunts.
There are also some who can't even leave the bed and can't take care of themselves at all.
The child named Jingjing is really well-behaved. Not only does she eat by herself, she also helps feed her younger brother and sister next to her.
When a child cries, the aunt can't take care of it, so Jingjing sings. She starts, and all the children, big and small, who look similar, sing along.
Fu Xiupei is a big man, usually tough and affectionate, but here today, tears kept rolling in his eyes.
Cheng Lan silently handed him a piece of paper and whispered: "Mr. Fu, you are too fragile, what's the matter?"
Fu Xiupei didn't have the nerve to wipe it, so he sniffed deeply, but didn't throw it away. He crumpled the tissue into a ball and kept it in his hand for emergencies.
He asked, "What's going on with Jingjing? She can speak well and help, so her parents don't want her anymore?"
Cheng Lan had heard too many things about these things, but she didn't know much about Jingjing's situation.
Aunt Zhu on the side heard it and answered him, "In addition to being a child with Down's syndrome, Jingjing also has severe congenital heart disease. Her parents divorced when she was born. Her father never cared about it and had already left.
After getting married and having a child, her mother took care of her alone for three years and couldn't bear it any longer. We can't blame other people's parents. It would be a disaster for any family to have such a thing happen..."
Probably because she has heard too much and seen too much, Aunt Zhu was very calm when she said this, "The doctor said Jingjing will not live to be ten years old. She is already eight and a half years old this year. She was still able to stand up and walk last year. Starting from the first half of this year,
I have to be helped even to sit down.”
Fu Xiupei's tears suddenly burst into tears, and he quickly covered his eyes with tissues.
Cheng Lan's eyes were also red, and he asked in a choked voice: "Is there no other way?"
Aunt Zhu shook her head, "This is fate."
Amid the sighs, Fu Xiupei's nose and tears flowed together, and Cheng Lan's sad heart suddenly became happy.
"Hey, Mr. Fu, your tear point is so low?"
Fu Xiupei tried his best to endure it, twitching and twitching, trying to calm down his emotions, but it was difficult.
Cheng Lan took out a few more pieces of paper and gave them to him and said, "I cried like this in just one morning. If I keep you here for a whole day, wouldn't you be dehydrated?"
Fu Xiupei wiped his face, took out his sunglasses and put them on.
After breakfast, the children lined up and were taken to their respective classrooms by their respective teachers and volunteers, while the aunts stayed behind to clean up.
In the classroom, the teacher will teach everyone, and life lessons are to teach everyone how to take care of themselves.
These things that normal people take for granted are a difficulty for these children.
I will also take some music classes, art classes and other art courses.
Of course, rehabilitation training is also indispensable. Rehabilitation training is regarded as a required daily course here.
The day passed quickly. In the afternoon, the volunteer activities were over and the brothers and sisters were leaving. Some of the children laughed, some cried, some opened their mouths to express but could only drool all over the floor, and some wanted to
I ran over to hug my brother and sister, but I could only wrestle on the spot.
Fu Xiupei's tears are worthless. You can see them dripping down through his sunglasses.
Walk out of the orphanage, return the red vest to the person in charge, and then go home.
Cheng Lan comforted him as he walked, "Okay, okay, if you cry like this, everyone will think something tragic happened when you go back."
Fu Xiupei sniffed and asked, "Is two million too small?"
"..."
"It's a pity that the stock market is closed during the holiday, otherwise I could have withdrawn more money."
Cheng Lan said quickly: "It's a lot, a lot. Didn't you see that the dean and the deputy dean almost knelt down for you just now?"
"To me, it's the price of a mattress."
"..." Poverty limits my imagination.
"But it's okay, I have the welfare home's collection account."
Cheng Lan was shocked. This young man with no brains regards money as dirt and spends it lavishly. He cried like this again today. Could he have used all his belongings to show his love?!
So, she stopped her and said, "Mr. Fu, do you know how many welfare homes there are in Nancheng? Do you know how many welfare homes there are across the country? Do you know how many similar children there are across the country?"
Fu Xiupei choked and didn't understand what she meant.
"The power of individuals is limited, but the power of society is unlimited. We should publicize more and let people from all walks of life pay attention to these things. When everyone adds fuel, the flames will rise, right?"
"Yes, you are absolutely right. I will form a group and ask Lao Rong and others to contribute some money. They have the most spare money."
"..." Cheng Lan grabbed his phone and said, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant. Don't be impulsive. This is not how you spend money."
"How much does this cost?!"
"..."
Cheng Lan confiscated his cell phone and persuaded everyone along the way, and then gave up his idea of mobilizing everyone to donate money.
The employee is worried about the boss, and she doesn't know if she is meddling in other people's business.
The flow of people during the holidays cannot be underestimated. This line is also a tourist line, so the subway is very crowded. Not to mention empty seats, there is not even room to stand.
Fu Xiupei was tall, so he raised his hand and grabbed the horizontal bar above.
But Cheng Lan was not so lucky. He couldn't hook it up and there was no handrail when he went down.
Fu Xiupei hung up his hands and blatantly laughed at her, "Oh, I can't catch him. How pitiful."
"..."
"Forget it, just hold on to me."
Cheng Lan rolled his eyes and struggled to grab the armrest held by a man next to him.
The man was right behind her, and he was quite a gentleman. He immediately said, "If you don't mind, let's catch him together."
"Thank you, brother."
Cheng Lan raised his chin to show off to Fu Xiupei, "Humph, look at me, this is the pattern."
But, slowly, she felt something was wrong. The elder brother's fingers were covering her hands one by one.
The carriage was very crowded, and she didn't know whether it was because she was sensitive or something else, but she always felt like the big brother behind her was sticking to her.
As soon as the station arrived, the subway stopped. A group of people got off, and another group came up. The big brother pressed closer to her.
Cheng Lan immediately withdrew his hand and glanced back warily.
The elder brother showed a lewd smile and said with some words: "I asked you to arrest me, why don't you let me stick it on you?"
"you……"
Suddenly, Fu Xiupei put his arm around her shoulders and changed their positions. He was holding the crossbar with one hand and protecting Cheng Lan with the other, and he was gouging out the wretched man with hatred in his eyes.
The wretched man's expression suddenly became stiff and he turned his back weakly.
Fu Xiupei lowered his head and looked at Cheng Lan, hum, look at me, I'm taking advantage of you.