When she had nothing to do at noon, she turned on the TV and watched.
Today is November 20th, International Children's Day.
An Ruo happened to see a channel broadcasting something about this festival, International Children's Day, which aims to protect children and pay attention to children's education and health.
In the picture, a famous star performed in a welfare home and then raised funds for the welfare home.
An Ruo found that the orphanage looked familiar, and immediately remembered that it was the orphanage she had visited yesterday.
There are two welfare homes in J City, one is very wealthy, and the other is the Sunshine Welfare Home that I went to yesterday. However, the various conditions in Sunshine Welfare Home are not good, so more support is needed.
Seeing the innocent and pitiful looks of the children on TV, An Ruo's sympathy immediately overflowed.
At this time, the dean appeared in front of the camera holding Kangkang.
He introduced the child in his arms to the audience, saying that Kangkang is an autistic child. He was abandoned by his parents since he was a child. He has always lived in his own world and has never paid attention to the world. His world is only himself.
, without any color...
An Ruo didn't know what else the dean said, she just stared at Kangkang.
The little guy played with his fingers quietly. No matter how dazzling the flashlight in front of him was, he didn't even look up.
He is really a very poor child...
"Miss An, what are you looking at?" Aunt Zhou suddenly interrupted her thoughts.
"……watch TV."
"This child is so cute, his eyes are so big and watery." Aunt Zhou looked at Kangkang with an expression of affection.
Hearing her praise Kangkang, An Ruo suddenly felt proud.
"Yes, he is very cute."
Aunt Zhou glanced at her, then looked at Kangkang, and said with a smile: "How did I find that he looks a bit like you?"
"Ah?" She was stunned, and Aunt Zhou said, "It's really similar. Look, your eyes look similar."
She looked over and saw that was what happened.
"He should look a lot like Xiao Ji." An Ruo came to this conclusion.
"Is Xiao Ji the younger brother of Miss An? I have never seen him, so I don't know what he looks like."
An Ruo hurriedly dug out a photo of Xiao Ji when he was a child. The photo was a bit blurry, but it didn't affect viewing.
She showed it to Aunt Zhou, who nodded sharply: "It seems like it."
An Ruo immediately laughed, "It's really similar."
Aunt Zhou added: "You and your brother are also very similar."
This is not nonsense, they are siblings, of course they are very similar.
An Ruo sat on the sofa and stared at Xiao Ji's photo fondly. The more she looked at it, the more similar Kangkang was to him.
If Xiaoji hadn't been only seventeen years old now, she would have suspected that Kangkang was Xiaoji's child.
Since I haven't seen Xiaoji for a long time, Anruo misses him very much and likes Kangkang even more.
Let's go visit him tomorrow and see how his wound is doing.
When having dinner with Tang Yuchen, she casually mentioned about going to the orphanage tomorrow.
The man said: "Let me go with you."
"No, I'm just going to see the kids there. You're busy with work, so you don't need to go with me." She said calmly, knowing that he didn't like to spend time doing meaningless things.
Tang Yuchen didn't insist. She didn't want him to accompany her, so he wouldn't go.
He believed that she was thinking of their dead children and that's why she didn't want to share the joy of interacting with the children with him.
