Top Ten Good Mothers in Quick Transmigration Chapter 984: :Mother of the Dean of the Star Orphanage (7)

Otherwise, if the breathing is not comfortable, it is easy to have a heart attack and cause death.

They are not worried about Changsheng's body, but they are afraid that Changsheng's death will implicate them.

So when they are in a bad mood, they can only take it out on other people.

For them, the children in the orphanage are just their punching bag, a tool for them to vent their emotions. Anyway, they dare not complain, and no relatives will make decisions for them.

In the small black room at this time, there is a tall and thin figure.

Because it was too dark to see the man's face clearly, only the outline of his body could be seen. With his back to the door, the young man was hitting the wall with his forehead again and again, as if he didn't know the pain.

"Brother Qinglang, I'm just smiling." The child's soft voice came from outside, and the boy's bumping movements stopped.

After that, the voices of Changsheng and Xixi also came from outside.

The young man stopped hitting. In the dark, he turned around and came to the iron gate, with his head lowered, but his eyes did not fall on the gate.

After a while, his lips moved, and he uttered a few hoarse words: "Smile, you?"

Are you smiling?

Outside the door, Xiaoxiao was lying on the iron gate, although the boy's voice was a little low, but he heard it, and he hurriedly said: "Brother Qinglang, it's me, I'm Xiaoxiao."

"Smile, smile..." In the small black room, the boy murmured in response.

The boy has the best relationship with Xiaoxiao.

In the Xingxing Orphanage, Xiaoxiao is a pistachio, with a cheerful personality, likes to laugh, and has a sweet smile, just like his name.

Autistic teenagers also responded the most to Xiaoxiao.

"Brother Qinglang, are you hungry?" asked several times with a smile.

A boy's voice came from the door.

"Hungry, I."

I'm hungry.

"Brother Qinglang, wait a moment, I will bring you food with a smile."

The door of the small black room cannot be opened, and food can only be thrown in through the palm-sized window.

But the window was more than one meter high, and even the oldest Changsheng couldn't reach it.

However, Xiaoxiao they have countermeasures.

Come to Xiaoheiwu to deliver food, they already have experience.

Xiaoxiao da da da struggled to drag the chair.

Of the two, Changsheng, the oldest, was unable to do the heavy work of moving chairs because of his health, and Xixi couldn't do it even more in a wheelchair, so the five-year-old Xiaoxiaolai could only do it.

The wooden chair is still very heavy for the five-year-old Xiaoxiao, and it takes him a long time to drag the chair over.

However, Xiaoxiao didn't have any complaints.

Smile, you have always been a helpful kid.

"Phew, it's here." Xiaoxiao finally dragged the chair to the iron gate, and let out a long breath.

"Brother Changsheng, it's your turn."

"Okay~IndoMTL.com~Even with a chair, Xiaoxiao's height still can't reach the small window, but longevity is possible.

Changsheng carried the bag containing steamed buns and rice, tied them tightly, moved his small hands to the window, and stuffed them in.

The steamed bun went through the window and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Brother Qinglang, have you seen the rice?" He asked with a smile.

In the small black room, the boy was stunned for a while, looked down, squatted down and groped, and quickly got the bag containing the food.

The voice of laughter came from outside again.

"Brother Qinglang, did you get it?"

The boy blinked and said, "I got it, I."

I got it.

Received the response, Xiaoxiao smiled happily: "Brother Qinglang, I will see you later."