Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal Chapter 1253: Shencheng Orphanage

"Shencheng Orphanage..." Hong Dali was feeling a bit heavy when he looked at the doorway where some patent leather had fallen.

Speaking of that, Shencheng Orphanage was established in the 1980s, and its history is not far away. However, because of the relatively remote location, not many people knew about it, and even fewer donated. They could only rely on weak government funding to maintain basic expenses.

Looking at the depression, Tang Muxin held Hong Dali's hand tightly. Her hands were a little trembling, and her palms were all cold and sweaty, and she could see that the little girl was very nervous.

Hong Dali is kind, which can be seen since he saved the poor child, so he wants to come here, Han Songyang and others are not at all attentive, only thinking that Hong Dali wants to do something better.

But Hong Dali’s mood is afraid that only Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei, the two people around them, can understand.

At this time, such a large group of people stood at the gate, which had already attracted the attention of the guards. The uncle protruded his head from the guards room, and looked at Hong Dali, the big group of younger brothers and the ladies of the giants, and asked in fear: "A few of you are here..."

In his usual experience, so many people have come here. Isn’t that a kid in the yard who did something wrong...

"Uncle, it's okay, we're here to take a look. By the way, see if there is anything that can help, donate some money." Hong Dali smiled and said, "Shall we go in?"

"You guys are here to donate?" After hearing this, the uncle's face suddenly rejoiced and said: "Oh, now there are not many young people like you who are caring, please come in, please come in." Uncle As he opened the door, he asked Hong Dali to wait inside, and said, "It sounds like a good day today. Just a nice middle-aged person came here and said he would donate some money. Ha ha."

Eh? Anyone else donate?

Hong Dali was a little surprised, looked around, and soon saw a brown-red Jaguar, smiled: "Is it from the car? It looks like this person is really a bit powerful."

This Jaguar is a 2015 four-wheel drive flagship business version with a market price of more than 1.4 million, so Hong Dali said that this person is a bit powerful. It's not just casual talk.

"No, I'm chatting with the dean now, please come in, please come in." Uncle Gatekeeper took Hong Dali and others into the yard, Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei walked and watched, there is only one The small three-story building covers an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters. It is no exaggeration to say that generally a slightly better kindergarten is better than this orphanage.

At this time, about seven or eight children are playing in the yard. These children are about ten years old. The young ones are three or four years old, one by one squatting on the ground and pinching clay figures, and some by bouncing glass balls. The rapidly developing electronic society in the 21st century seems to be completely isolated from the wall in this courtyard, leaving no trace of it here.

In fact, the reason is very simple, no money.

Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei looked sad. Tang Muxin was born as a wealthy man. Since childhood, Jin Yiyu has at least invested more than 3 million in her family. She has learned everything from piano dance to vocal English. Although Li Nianwei came from a poor background. But it is also a well-off home, at least without food and clothing.

But now where Hong Dali has lived since childhood...

"Little brother. Come on, my sister will buy you some delicious food?" Tang Muxin twitched, looking at the children in the yard, with a little wet eyes and a sour nose. She really wants to move two supermarkets to the yard now.

"Big sister, you are so beautiful," Tang Muxin is beautiful and gentle. A group of children looked at the people from afar. The oldest one was eager in his eyes, but he still shook his head: "Grandma said she can't just ask strangers for things. Grandma also said, let us study and wait for the future Make money and buy what you want!"

"Oh, what a wonderful child." Li Nianwei smiled and shook her head. She did not force these children to accept their help. After all, Hong Dali is here, and these children will definitely have a good time in the future.

Looking that these children are so urinating and so sensible, Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei are more certain that Hong Dali had always acted pretentiously. In fact, Hong Dali is really smart, and he is definitely not blind.

Now that a few people have reached the ground, there is no need to help these children first. According to Hong Dali's plan, the whole orphanage will be moved in the future, so there is no need to worry now.

This group followed the doorman Uncle upstairs and passed several rooms. Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei glanced subconsciously, and there were several children doing homework in the room. Their expressions are very serious. Obviously, they know that they have no money, no potential, no backstage, no relatives to help, and they may be the only way out to find a stable job in the future after they have completed their studies.

So they study very seriously.

Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei looked at each other, and they saw the sympathy and comfort in the other person's eyes.

Now Hong Dali is coming. I am afraid that the future of these children may be lost.

"What a good boy," Han Songyang sighed in the back: "I suddenly wanted to arrange a place for them in my company. It’s a part-time job, so I can ask them to make up for it."

"This is a good idea," Gu Feifei praised Han Songyang's idea: "I am a bit impressed by you, haha."

A few people laughed together.

Soon, when I arrived at the Dean’s office, and just walked to the door, Hong Dali heard a low voice and said, "President Wu, I don’t know what happened to the child I was fostering here."

I heard an old female voice: "Are you talking about vigorously? Alas, this child is a good boy. When he just went to college, the future had been a bit promising, but unfortunately, in order to save the two A child died in a car accident, alas..."

"Ah? Dead?!" The male voice was surprised and said: "Did you die in a car accident? Alas, this is really a pity. My brothers and couples have passed away, leaving such a flesh and blood, Actually died... Is he called Dali? Hong Dali?"

I heard that everyone was preparing to enter the house, but Hong Dali suddenly froze.

Because he heard what the middle-aged man said--he said the flesh of his brother? Called Hong Dali? Isn't it yourself?

A few people looked at Hong Dali's expression and knew what was obviously there, and stopped all at once. But the uncle did not pay attention, and knocked directly on the door: "President Wu, there are a few young people, come here to see, intend to donate some money."

"Oh? Has this happened? Have you invited them in?" The old female voice was obviously surprised and hurriedly said: "What's wrong with today, how come there are so many good people, huh..."

Soon, the door opened and an old face appeared.

This is a very kind face. Wrinkled, gray-haired, rickety, and even the legs were bent because they were too old. But all this can't hide the grandmother's impression in everyone's mind.

She smiled so kindly and so gently that everyone could even feel that the poor and lovely orphans surrounded her sincerely when she called grandma.

"Please come in, please come in," Grandma Wu was surprised when she saw Hong Dali and others, and then quickly rushed everyone inside: "Oh, the place is small, there is nothing, please don’t mind ."

"Grandma Wu, hello, my name is Hong Dali." Looking at the grandmother Wu who had raised herself for more than 20 years, Hong Dali subconsciously wanted to pounce into his arms, but in the end it was finally I remembered my identity and held back.

"Dali?" Grandma Wu held Hong Dali's arms with both hands, looking left and right, and finally shook her head: "Ah, you are also called Hong Dali. Here we are, there was also a man named Hong Dali, ah By the way, this is the gentleman. He was the one who sent Dali to the beginning. Ha ha, you two are really destined, and you can actually see it here~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, Hong Dali has ten thousand questions to ask , But he looked at the gentleman, and finally he refrained.

The gentleman is very good. When he was young, he must have been a handsome guy, but there was a scar on his face, which destroyed his overall beauty, but it made him more masculine.

This person was impressive when he was just glanced at, and Hong Dali reached out his hand: "Hello, hello, my name is Hong Dali, what does uncle call?"

"Hehe, hello, it really means something," the middle-aged man also reached out and shook hands with Hong Dali: "My surname is Liu, just call me Uncle Liu."

"Oh, Uncle Liu is good." Hong Dali smiled, then asked casually: "Uncle Liu, have you sent a child here before? I just heard that that child seems to be called Hong Dali?" "

"Yeah," Uncle Liu nodded, then sighed, "That's my brother's child, alas. My brother, my brother, was young and promising, and died unexpectedly. By the way, the wife had a dystocia because of this incident. The two actually died on the same day and they left a child. Now that child is gone..."

"Sophisticated tricks..." Grandma Wu sighed softly and wiped her tears secretly.

After hearing this, Hong Dali gave a chuckle in his heart, and the tears almost came straight out. Finally he managed to hold back, and then asked carefully: "Then, Uncle Liu, your brother, what is your name? Can you tell me? Well, I’m also called Hong Dali anyway. If you want to pay homage, it’s a good point.”

"Well, there is nothing to say," Uncle Liu smiled and said, "His name is Hong Haoming and his wife is Lan Xiangqin." (Unfinished to be continued...) R1292

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