"Doctor?" Hearing Du Dian's words, a young woman in a gray and white gown in the crowd suddenly brightened her eyes and said to Du Dian: "My child, I am a doctor. Would you like to be my child?"
Du Dian had noticed her a long time ago, but she didn't expect that she would take the initiative to speak without waiting for her to ask. Originally, he rejected the Mr. Gardener with an adventurous attitude, thinking that other people were afraid of offending the other party and dared not choose him again Now it seems that the identity of the other party is not so terrible.
Du Dian didn't know that doctors are rarer in this world than he imagined. Although they are still civilian professions, they are among the many civilian professions, and they are the only high-level professions that can come into contact with nobles. If the Mel family Naturally, no one dared to take the child he was looking for, but a mere gardener's servant could at most restrain some first-class "miners" and "tailors" ordinary civilians.
Only then did Du Dian look at her head-on, the lines of his cheeks were very soft, and there were two shallow dimples when he smiled, which reminded him of the gentle appearance of his mother when she prepared breakfast for him. Nodding lightly, he said, "I am willing."
The face of the middle-aged man before was a little ugly, but when he looked at the young woman, he held back and didn't say much, but secretly felt sorry for Du Dian. After all, he was too young and short-sighted. Although the doctor is good, not everyone The children of doctors can learn the skills of their parents. This is an extremely difficult profession to get started. If you spend a lot of energy, you still fail to learn it. If you want to switch to other professions, it will be too late and you can only become a low-level coolie.
But the gardener is different. As long as you have a good memory, you can get it very quickly. Moreover, as the gardener of the Mel family, not only can you get out of such a dirty place like the slums, but you can also inherit his gardener status in the future and stay in Mel for the rest of your life. Living at home, this is a good thing that other people dare not even dream of.
What a pity, what a pity!
The middle-aged man shook his head.
The other children saw that the young woman who was a doctor had chosen Du Dian, and they couldn't help but look ugly. Barton and other deformed children were better, although they were a little jealous, but more envious, and for those healthy children, this was undoubtedly It was Du Dian who took away their precious opportunity, and he couldn't help feeling resentment and jealousy in his heart.
Auntie Dai showed a smile in her eyes. Du Dian was one of the few children in the orphanage who made her look pleasing to the eye. It doesn't matter if he is stupid or not. At least the white and clean skin makes people look comfortable. She turned to the young woman and said: "Du Dian is very obedient and well-behaved here. I hope you will take good care of him in the future, and I wish your family happiness."
"I will." The young woman smiled and was extremely happy in her heart.
"Mina, take them to go through the household registration procedures." Aunt Dai said to a middle-aged woman next to her.
The middle-aged woman named "Mina" waved to Du Dian and smiled at the young woman: "Come with me."
"Dean, come on!"
"Dean, don't forget about us!"
"Remember to come back and see us when you have time!"
Button and other deformed children were reluctant to part.
Du Dian has received a lot of care from them in the past three months, and smiled: "I will come back, but don't be too discouraged, maybe when I come back, you will all be adopted."
Although Barton and other deformed children knew about themselves, they still laughed.
"I'll choose you." When Du Dian was about to leave, he suddenly heard the words of the middle-aged Mr. Gardener. He couldn't help looking, and saw him pointing at Lisa in the crowd, and said with a smile: "Little girl, you are very good!" Well-behaved, how about being my daughter?"
Lisa stared at him blankly, with an expression of disbelief on her face.
The other able-bodied children clustered around her couldn't help but look at her enviously.
Du Dian took a look, then looked away, walked to Aunt Mina, followed her and the "mother" who was about to become her name, and left the open space.
From then on, he and other children in this orphanage will live in their own families, and they will be separated from each other, and they may never meet again.
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The household registration procedures for orphanages are very simple.
First, verify the identity of the adopter.
Second, verify the employment certificate of the adopter.
The purpose of the above two points is to confirm whether the adopter meets the adoption conditions stipulated by the law.
If there is no job, or the job is the cheapest coolie, you are not eligible to adopt a child.
The last third point is to sign the contract, confirm the adoption relationship between the two parties, and at the same time transfer the household registration that Du Dian applied for from the orphanage to the adopter's name.
Finally, and most importantly, is the adoption money!
Yes, this is the main source of income for orphanages in this world. In the orphanages of the old era, you only need to meet the conditions for adoption, and you don’t need money, but here is different. It is said to be adopted, but it is actually equivalent to "selling". In a sense, it is the same as the nature of human traffickers in the old era. , the only difference is that here, it's legal.
Du Dian hadn't seen any coins in this world yet, and saw that his nominal "mother" took out a stack of thick green banknotes, which were about the same size as the banknotes of the old era, with a tall and huge city wall printed on it. Quite like the giant wall of Sylvia.
Seeing that she handed the stack of coins that had been counted earlier to the smiling Aunt Mina, Du Dian knew why they accepted him so easily when he first came to the orphanage. The hospital is so poor and the surrounding environment is so dilapidated, yet they still selflessly allocated food and housing to him, an irrelevant stranger. It turned out that the short few months they lived here could bring them a lot of money. Such a large sum of money.
Sighing softly in his heart, Du Dian felt that perhaps it was time for him to recognize the difference between the two worlds. Survival of the fittest, either adapt to this world, or let the world adapt to himself.
At this time, after paying the adoption money, the young woman put away the contract signed by both parties, bent over and stroked Du Dian's hair, and said softly: "My child, I will be your mother from now on. My name is Jula."
Du Dian looked into her light brown eyes and knew that this woman would be his only support before he grew up. He was silent for a while and said, "Can I call you Aunt Zhu first?"
Jura was slightly taken aback.
Mina, who was sorting out the contract next to her, yelled softly: "Don't be rude, from now on, she is your mother, you must treat her well in the future, and don't lose the name of our orphanage."
"It's okay." Zhu La smiled slightly, stroked Du Dian's hair, and said gently: "If you want to call me Aunt Zhu first, then Aunt Zhu, I will wait until you get used to it."
There was a hint of warmth in Du Dian's heart, and he said softly, "Thank you."
He is really grateful, because he knows that once adopted, his life and death will be in the hands of the adopter, and he also knows from other children that in this world, even if parents kill their own children , also... is legal.
Jura smiled slightly, "Let's go back and show you your new home."
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Jura's home is in a residential area.
The people living here are ordinary residents with jobs. The living environment is very different from that of the slums. The smell in the air alone is much fresher. There is no smell of excrement, and there is no rotten smell of some rotten things.
In the huge residential area, the living conditions of Jura are relatively upstream. People live on the south side of the residential area. The land price here is twice as high as that in the north, because the north is close to the slums, while the south is close to business. district.
Those who can live in the commercial area are either big figures with military positions or wealthy businessmen, and the money they spend casually waving their hands is an astronomical figure that some people in the residential area will never earn in their entire lives.
There are tall and huge walls between each area, and the city gates are only opened during the day, and the division is strict. There is a saying in the huge wall of Sylvia: facing north, not south. The north is a slum area, and the south side of the slum area is a residential area. This sentence means that people in the residential area can freely go to the slum area, and people in the commercial area can freely go to the residential area, but, People in slums want to go to residential areas, but they absolutely must not, and the same goes for residential areas.