When she went home on the weekend, Aunt Wei specifically reminded Xia Mian to keep an eye on Xiao Feng.
There's something wrong with him and Chenchen recently. He acts mysterious every day and no one knows where he goes to play after school in the afternoon. He always comes home after dark.
The adults have been very busy recently. Ning Shaobai and Zhou Xuewen are both away on business trips, not to mention Xia Wenyue's family. Even Mao Huizhu took leave to follow Mao Zhishan to the crew to film, so there is almost no one at home.
So when Xia Mian went to school, Xiao Feng always stayed at Ning Shaoyun's house with Chenchen.
Ning Shaoyun has been busy with an art exhibition recently, so the two children are left completely alone.
At first Aunt Wei didn't care about it. After all, they were almost ten years old and at the age when they could be naughty. But she found out that both children were very good at spending money.
Xiao Feng is a money-grubber, but Chen Chen is not short of money, so the adults do not confiscate the New Year's money every year. They let them save it and use it when needed.
However, Xiao Feng has hardly used her pocket money so far.
"Xiao Feng's painting materials." Aunt Wei has been with Ning Shaoyun for a long time and knows a little about painting. She said, "I saw him use his own pocket money to call and order painting materials."
"Didn't you buy enough of his stuff? How could it be not enough?"
Xia Mian was not willing to let Xiao Feng down at all, so the things he bought were all very good and expensive.
But Xiao Feng is still young after all, so the amount used is not large.
Xia Mian was still thinking that it would take some time, but the truth came out the next day.
There was no need to observe carefully, it was obvious that something was wrong with Xiao Feng.
Professor Zhu called to say that he had something to do that week and only assigned homework to Xiao Feng. He did not ask him to go to the Academy of Fine Arts. However, the child still packed his schoolbag and prepared his drawing board and paper.
"Your teacher is not here." Xia Mian reminded.
Xiao Feng nodded and said, "I want to go to the senior brother's studio to paint. There are many brothers and sisters, so it's lively."
Come on, you were so focused when you were painting that you didn't even notice whether it was lively or not.
Xia Mian couldn't help but sigh inwardly, even children have their own little secrets.
After lunch, she rode her bicycle to send him to the Academy of Fine Arts. Carrying Xiao Feng's heavy schoolbag, Xia Mian asked inconspicuously, "Do you use so much paper and paint?"
Xiao Feng nodded.
Xia Mian asked again, "Why did you pack so many candies?"
The child likes to eat milk candy very much. Because he was hungry when he was a child, he cherishes food very much. Xia Mian was worried at first that he would have no self-control, but also because of his childhood experience, he listens to her very much.
Xia Mian said he could only eat two a day, so he only ate two. Therefore, Xia Mian would replenish his sugar jar about once a month. It had become a habit over the years. The milk candies were consumed faster only during the most difficult months for Ding Sijin's family, but not that fast.
There aren't even ten days into the month and the sugar jar is already more than half empty.
"I don't want to eat it. Give it to my brother." Xiao Feng said, and opened his mouth to let Xia Mian take a look. "There are no cavities."
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This little guy has also learned to avoid the important issues.
Although she knew that he was sensitive to people's emotions and would not be easily deceived, Xia Mian couldn't help but tell him that he should do what he can when helping others when she sent him off.
"For example, if your aunt buys you a bag of candy a month, your greatest ability is to not eat the candy for a month and give it all to others. But if you ask your aunt to buy more candy, then it is not your help, but your aunt's help, do you understand?"
Xiao Feng nodded.
"For example, if someone needs help with your drawing paper, brushes and paints, you can share some with them, but it's not right to give them all to others and then not be able to paint yourself."
"If someone asks you to do this, he probably has bad intentions."
Xiao Feng sat on the front bumper, looked up at Xia Mian and said with a smile, "I know, auntie."
Arriving at the studio door, Xia Mian handed him his schoolbag and drawing board, "I'll pick you up this afternoon?"
"No need," Xiao Feng shook her head, "Brother Chenchen will come to find me, we can just go back together, Auntie, you go ahead and do your work."
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Why do I feel such an inexplicable sadness that I can't help but feel
Not only do I have my own little secret, I don’t even stick to her anymore. I used to be so happy just being with her.
Xia Mian sighed, rode his bike around the school and then returned to the studio.
Even if she was sad, she still had to take care of him. She was willing to give him space, but the prerequisite was that she had to ensure his physical and mental safety, so she had to find out what was going on.
Fortunately, the studio was on the first floor, and Xia Mian could stand at the base of the wall and secretly see what was going on inside through the glass.
Because the midterm exam is coming soon, even though it is the weekend, the studio is still full of students. However, some of them look tired or anxious, and few of them are in the right state.
When squad leader Wei Yuanhang saw Xiao Feng, he picked him up and said, "Oh, God of Painting, are you here specially to bless us?"
Then he put him on a stool on the platform, handed him a small piece of bread and said, "Come on, come on, God of Painting bless me and let me pass my draft."
Everyone immediately perked up and started to search around, "Hey, did I bring any candy today?"
"Haha, I found a piece of chocolate."
"I'm chocolate too."
"No, the tribute won't work. Change it."
"Why don't you change? Alas!! You are too cunning, I will do it first!"
The studio suddenly became lively, with students touching things left and right, playing and fighting, trying to present something different as a tribute.
Xia Mian was laughing as he watched. After Sun Shuming expressed his concern that Xiao Feng might have bad luck if he ate too much candy, they started to feed him more kinds of candy.
After more than ten minutes, the chaotic prayers ended, and everyone became more alert and finally began to paint with peace of mind.
Xiao Feng walked to the back of the classroom carrying a bag full of delicious food.
Wei Yuanhang had already set up his easel for him.
Xiao Feng was not concentrating on painting after he sat down. While painting, he kept looking outside the door.
Until a thin young man walked in. It was Ye Anran.
There are occasionally such students who attend classes for free in college. If the other party studies seriously, the professor will generally not hesitate to give some pointers. Ye Anran should be one of them.
However, his face was paler than the last time I saw him. His skin was somewhat transparent and his eyes were dark blue. He seemed very tired.
Because of the midterm exam, Sun Shuming would come to the studio to give guidance to the students on weekends. Xia Mian thought that this might be the reason why Ye Anran came.
Xiao Feng, who was obviously waiting for him, immediately pretended not to see him and looked at the drawing paper.
It was not until the other person set up the easel and started painting, entering a state of ecstasy, that Xiao Feng quietly moved closer.
Ye Anran was coloring attentively. When he needed to use red, he paused slightly, then lowered his head to rummage through the almost dried-up paint tube in the box.
He found the color, flattened the paint tube and squeezed it out bit by bit, trying not to miss a single drop.
He finally squeezed out a little bit and was trying hard when he suddenly saw a splash of red on him.
He was stunned for a moment and turned his head, only to see that the kid next to him accidentally squeezed the paint and it burst. Not only was there a big puddle on the palette, but a lot of it also splashed onto his legs.
The child looked at him eagerly while holding the palette, and whispered, "Brother."
Ye Anran paused for a moment, then used a pen to collect the paint that splashed on his legs, and took out half of the excess paint from the child's palette to help him mix the colors.
As a result, the child lost interest after drawing for a while and squatted beside him to watch him draw.
As if to express her gratitude to him, she was busy helping him squeeze the paint and handing him the paintbrush.
The child couldn't squeeze out the paint in his box, so he squeezed his own paint for him, but the child who always burst the paint tube before never made a mistake again;
He doesn't even need to say what color he wants, the child can squeeze it out for him.
Ye Anran was stunned for a while, and soon continued to paint with an expressionless face, in a completely self-forgetful state.
After an unknown amount of time, Wei Yuanhang couldn't stand it anymore and frowned, "Hey, there should be a limit to how pitiful you can be. How can you lie to a child?"
"Before you used someone else's drawing paper and brushes, and now you're using someone else's paints too?"
Xiao Feng quickly said, "Brother He, Brother Ye didn't lie to me."
"Yes, brother got it." Wei Yuanhang didn't say anything in front of the child. He just waved at Xiao Feng and said, "Come here and help brother check if this painting is correct."
Xiao Feng looked at Ye Anran worriedly, but still walked over.
Ye Anran did not react at all from beginning to end, even though some girls around her whispered, "How shameless!"
He seemed to be deaf and continued to paint with an expressionless face, until Sun Shuming came over to give him some guidance, and then some light appeared on his face.
At around four o'clock, Chenchen came riding his little bicycle.
The Academy of Fine Arts is not far from home, but it is not close either. Xia Mian couldn't help but sigh that these kids have grown up in the blink of an eye and can now roam around on their own.
She secretly hid behind a tree and watched Chenchen enter the teaching building. After a while, the two children ran out. Chenchen rode a bike and Xiaofeng sat on the back seat of his bike and they went out of the school together.
Xia Mian glanced into the classroom and saw that the paints Xiao Feng had squeezed were lying in a mess in Ye Anran's paint box.
The tribute received at noon and the candies brought from home were also placed beside Ye Anran's legs.
There must be something going on here, otherwise with Chenchen's personality, he would definitely persuade Xiaofeng.
Xia Mian hurriedly chased after him on his bicycle, but was almost discovered at the school gate.
She thought the two kids had run away, so she rode her bike very fast, but she didn't expect that the two little guys were actually picking up scraps!
Chenchen pushed the bicycle, Xiaofeng's schoolbag and drawing board were fixed on the back seat, and a plastic bag was hung on the handlebar. Xiaofeng was responsible for finding things that could be sold in the trash can or on the roadside and collecting them.
When Xia Mian saw them, there were already two cans in the plastic bag.
This operation was really confusing, but the two kids worked very hard, picking up trash as they walked.
The route was not off track, it was heading back home.
Just as Xia Mian thought of this, he saw two children turning into a small alley.
Xia Mian followed him and through the alley came a large dirt road. The door of a house on the side of the road was open and all he could see was waste. It was obviously a waste collection station.
Finally they arrived at their destination. Chenchen parked the car, and Xiaofeng took out the plastic bag to count the waste. They did not go in, as if they were waiting for someone.
After Xia Mian confirmed that they were not leaving, he locked his bicycle and approached quietly, hiding in the corner of the alley so that he could hear their conversation.
Chenchen looked at their achievements and said, "Today's harvest is good. I wonder how Ye Anan and the others are doing."
As soon as he finished speaking, several children of different appearances came over, each carrying a nylon bag.
The leading child was wearing a hat and a scarf in late spring, wrapped up tightly, and it was hard to tell whether he was a boy or a girl. He was a little taller than Chenchen.
Next to him was a little girl of about seven or eight years old. You could see that she had delicate and pretty features, but her hair was messy and her face was dirty, like a little beggar.
The boy walking at the end was limping, younger, and limping as he dragged the nylon bag.
Because of these weird shapes, they were followed by a group of naughty children shouting, "Monsters are coming!"
"The monster is coming! The ugly one is coming!"
"The monster is coming to eat people!"
One of the children who was shouting the loudest suddenly said, "Kill the monster!"
Then the children picked up stones and other things and threw them at the three children.
The beggar-like girl suddenly looked fierce, picked up a big brick and threw it back, "Get out of here, or I'll beat you to death!"
The children scattered like birds and beasts, but soon gathered together again and made faces to tease them.
Chenchen and Xiaofeng quickly ran over to help.
Chenchen pointed at the kids and said, "If you hit anyone again, I'll get the police to arrest you!"
The children seemed a little afraid of him and did not dare to throw stones anymore.
However, a skinny dark kid suddenly rushed over and shouted as he passed by the leading kid, "Monster, show your true form now!"
As he said this, he pulled the hat off the child's head.
A touch of white appeared in everyone's eyes, white hair, white eyelashes, white skin... じ☆veWWω.ЫＫメＳ.иＥｔ✾ ั
The children screamed and laughed loudly.
Someone shouted, "Skinny Monkey, great job!"
The boy named Skinny Monkey said proudly, "Please call me Sun Wukong!"
Xia Mian stared at the girl blankly, and soon recognized that she was the girl in Ye Anran's painting "Pure White Angel" at the exhibition.
It turns out that the color is not strange, but that Ye Anran painted this little girl with albinism...
So what is their relationship? Xia Mian had some vague guesses.
Over there, Xiao Feng quickly helped the albino girl put on her hat.
The lame boy asked worriedly, "Sister An Bai, are you okay?"
The little beggar-like girl rushed out like a gust of wind, threw the skinny monkey, who was just so smug, to the ground fiercely, and raised her hand to hit him.
The lame boy immediately said, "Sister An An, don't hit him, otherwise Mother Ye will have to apologize and get scolded again..."
The girl called An An immediately stopped moving. Shou Hou also knew her concerns and shouted, "If you dare to hit me, I will tell my mom! Tell her to go to your house to find Mother Ye!"
"Make her kowtow and apologize!"
"You dare!" An An was so angry that she clenched her fists and trembled all over. Xia Mian felt sad for no reason. A seven or eight-year-old child had to worry about the consequences even when he wanted to protect his companions and himself...
Chenchen stepped forward and patted An'an on the shoulder, "Get out of the way, let me do it."
When the skinny monkey saw Chenchen, he immediately said in a timid tone, "What are you going to do?"
Chenchen leaned over and grabbed his collar and pulled him up, then said to Xiaofeng and the others, "You go sell it first, I'll go talk to him."
After saying that, he dragged the person to the corner.
Xia Mian thought to himself, Chenchen is worthy of being the male protagonist of the novel. At such a young age, he already has the aura of a domineering president.
After a while, the sound of skinny monkey howling was heard from the other side. Several children paused and looked over there, but Xiao Feng was not affected at all.
He smiled and held up a small flower pot and said, "This can be decorated with soil and some flowers and sold for money. It's better than selling junk."
Upon hearing this, the children turned around and carefully put the small flower pot aside.
After making sure there was nothing usable inside, they carried the bags and approached the scrap yard.
When Chenchen finished dealing with the skinny monkey and was about to go find them, a few children came out of the yard. An Bai, an albino girl, counted a few banknotes and said happily, "I made three dollars and fifty cents today."
The lame boy asked, "Is this enough to buy paint for Brother Ye Ran?" He said expectantly, "It's my turn to paint now! You have to paint me a Nezha's Wind Fire Wheels!"
An Bai happily said, "Brother Qian Fa said my paintings can be sold for several thousand yuan!"
"Once my paintings are sold, Brother An Ran can buy a lot of paint and hold an exhibition."
"Yes, hold an art exhibition," the lame boy said excitedly, "We can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars by holding an art exhibition, and Brother An Ran's disease can be cured!"
An An frowned and said, "But to hold an art exhibition, you need many, many paintings, and a lot of paint."
Xiao Feng immediately took out a stack of paper from her schoolbag and handed it to her, "This can be used to draw ten pictures!"
An An shook her head. "My brother already suspected it last time. He said that you can't find such paper in the garbage dump."
Xiao Feng was a little distressed, "What should I do? Just say I bought it with the money I earned from picking up junk?"
"That's even more annoying. We haven't saved enough money for Anxin's surgery yet, and Anjie's wheelchair also needs to be replaced."
Chenchen frowned in worry, "When will you be able to save enough money like this?"
"We just need to wait until Brother An Ran holds an exhibition!" the lame boy said innocently, "Brother Qian Fa said that a painting at the exhibition sells for 10,000 yuan! We just need to buy some more paint for Brother An Ran."
An An still frowned, "But the paint is so expensive."
This is simply a vicious circle, and Xiao Feng is a little worried.
Chenchen said depressedly, "What's wrong with your brother Anran? Why don't you accept the donation?"
He follows Zhou Xuewen all day long and knows more about these things than other children of his age.
"Donations cannot be accepted!" An Bai reacted strongly, "Those who gave money are terrible. An Mu died because of them!"
Chenchen seemed a little puzzled, and Anan said seriously, "Anyway, you are not allowed to tell anyone about our affairs."
"Brother An Ran won't allow us to ask for charity from others, he will be angry!"
Xiao Feng said quickly, "I know, we didn't tell anyone."
As he was talking, the lame boy suddenly said happily: "Brother Qianfa!"
A few children turned their heads and saw Qian Fa carrying a boy of about eleven or twelve years old on his back. When they got closer, they could see that the boy had no calves.
The lame boy looked up and asked, "Brother Anjie, did you get the money today?"
Anjie nodded happily, "It's more than twenty pieces!"
Qian Fa took out some money and proudly waved it in front of them, "I'm saving all this to buy medicine for your brother An Ran and to hold an art exhibition!"
The girl with albinism consciously handed the money she had just received to Qian Fa.
He put the money away, fished out a handful of cheap hard candies from his pocket, and gave one to each person, "You've worked hard today."
Chenchen looked at Qianfa and couldn't help asking, "Did you take him to beg?"
Xiao Feng was also confused, "Didn't Brother An Ran forbid you to accept charity from others?"
Qian Fa's expression suddenly changed, "Who are you?"
An Bai said, "They are Chenchen and Xiaofeng, helping us pick up scraps and sell them for money."
Qian Fa looked at the two children's clothes and frowned, "Do your parents know that you are scavenging?"
"Beating you is a small matter, but don't let it cause us trouble in the end, go back quickly!"
Xiao Feng said calmly, "Brother, Auntie won't scold me, and she won't cause any trouble to you."
Chenchen also snorted, "My parents won't beat me!"
"Don't worry, we won't tell the adults."
Xiao Feng nodded, "We are just friends helping each other, there is no adult donation, it won't make Brother An Ran angry."
Qian Fa seemed even more worried, "Ye Anran is absolutely crazy! He won't even let people show their love!"
Then he smiled at Xiao Feng and Chen Chen and said, "If you want to do good deeds and show your love, you can give me the money. I won't be angry."
Chenchen looked at him suspiciously, "But you don't look like a good person."
Qian Fa widened his eyes and was about to speak when a long and short whistle was heard from the alley.
The faces of several people changed at the same time. An An, An Bai and the others were fine. Qian Fa carried An Jie on his back and ran away. While running, he did not forget to warn Xiao Feng and Chen Chen, "Don't tell Ye Anran about what happened today, otherwise he might faint from anger and die directly."
Xiaofeng and Chenchen had long since stopped caring about him as they were busy looking for a place to hide. But Ye Anran knew Xiaofeng.
Seeing them running towards where Xia Mian was hiding, Xia Mian found that he had no time to hide, so he had to take two quick steps and hide in the door of the first family behind him.
Half a minute later, Xia Mian and the two children looked at each other. She said speechlessly, "You don't have to hide so deep, just hide in the corner and he won't see you."
Chenchen was not convinced, "That's a diagonal alley. It's still risky to hide in the corner. This is the safest place."
Xiao Feng looked at Xia Mian in confusion, "Aunt, why are you here?"
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"Hey, what are you doing?" The owner came out and shouted at the three people acting suspiciously.
Xia Mian quickly apologized, "Sorry, I was playing hide-and-seek with the kids. I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now!"
The owner obviously didn't believe them and followed them all the way out and watched them leave the alley before giving up.
Chenchen said depressedly, "They actually think we are bad guys."
Xiao Feng held Xia Mian's hand and said, "Auntie?"
"Okay," Xia Mian said helplessly, "I just want to know what you guys have been busy with recently. After all, you spend so much money, I thought you were being blackmailed."
"How could we be blackmailed?" Chenchen said disdainfully, "Aunt Mian, you look down on us too much."
Xia Mian felt that when it came to rebellion, Chenchen was more serious.
Xiao Feng didn't care about these things, and just said worriedly, "But we promised An An not to tell the adults, otherwise Brother An Ran will be angry again."
Chenchen also began to worry, "Well, he has a heart disease. If he gets angry, he has to be hospitalized. If he gets angry too much, he will die."
Xia Mian sighed and said, "Well, so I discovered this myself, not you told me."
"Don't worry, I won't interfere with your actions of helping your friends."
The two children's eyes lit up, and Chenchen said, "Thank you Aunt Mian!"
Xiao Feng shook her hands happily.
Xia Mian laughed, "Okay, let's go home today!"
Chenchen also ran to push his bicycle, but when he reached the side of the road, he suddenly looked in the direction of the diagonal alley and wondered, "Why did Qianfa get into a fight with someone?"
Xiao Feng ran over and took a look, "Brother Wei? Brother Qian Fa?"
Qian Fa also saw them, twisted Wei Yuanhang and walked closer, frowning and asked, "Why are you still here?"
Xiao Feng looked at him, "Brother Qianfa, why did you arrest Brother Wei?"
Qian Fa asked, "Do you know him?"
Xiao Feng nodded, "I know him, he is my senior's student."
Qian Fa looked at Wei Yuanhang, then at Xiao Feng, obviously not quite sure what the relationship between them was.
Wei Yuanhang took advantage of the moment when his grip loosened to pull out his arm and rubbed it, saying, "It's my junior uncle, what's wrong?!"
Xia Mian added, "He's a student at the Academy of Fine Arts, and the monitor of the class that Ye Anran went to take for free."
Qian Fa frowned and asked, "Why are you following An Ran?" Then he came to his senses and looked at Xia Mian, "Who are you?"
Xia Mian touched Xiao Feng's head and said, "The children's parents."
Qian Fa frowned and asked warily, "What do you want?"
Xia Mian said, "Nothing, I saw the kids on the way and took them home."
"What's going on with you guys?"
Qian Fa then looked at Wei Yuanhang and said sternly, "Yes, tell me quickly, why are you following An Ran!"
Wei Yuanhang rolled his eyes, "Who wants to follow him!"
"I just can't stand him always bullying Xiao Feng."
"He is so shameless that he relies on his heart disease to prevent others from doing anything to him, so he wants to talk to his family." Wei Yuanhang frowned and said, "Who would have thought it was an orphanage."
At this point he said irritably, "Fuck, just because he's pitiful, can he do whatever he wants and lie to a child?!"
"Who are you calling shameless?" Qian said angrily, "Who are you calling lying to a kid?!"
Wei Yuanhang also said angrily, "Am I wrong? Although it is pitiful that he is sick and an orphan, it is a bit too much to use this to gain sympathy."
"If you are poor, don't paint! Doesn't he have dignity to paint by taking advantage of children?"
"Who the hell are you saying has no dignity?!" Qian Fa suddenly became furious and waved his hand at Wei Yuanhang, "You know nothing! What right do you have to say that about him?"
Wei Yuanhang didn't expect Qian Fa to attack him suddenly. He was already very angry, and after being hit, he exploded. The two of them immediately twisted into a ball.
Xiao Feng said anxiously, "Brother Qianfa, Brother Wei! Don't fight!"
Xia Mian stepped forward and tapped one of them on the shoulder to force them to let go, then he pushed Wei Yuanhang out and twisted Qian Fa's arm, and the two of them separated immediately. Xiao Feng and Chen Chen each held one of Wei Yuanhang's legs to prevent him from moving forward.
Xiao Feng looked up and advised, "Brother Wei, don't fight."
Wei Yuanhang was afraid of hurting the two children, so he just glared at Qian Fa angrily.
Qian Fa was still cursing and struggling, but Xia Mian exerted force on his hand and he screamed in pain.
Xia Mian said, "Speak nicely and I will let you go."
Qian Fa was aware of the situation. He pursed his lips and said nothing, only looking at Wei Yuanhang fiercely with red eyes.
Wei Yuanhang glared back unwillingly.
Xia Mian stopped the staring contest between the two and asked Qian Fa, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Qian Fa asked unhappily, "What's going on?"
Xia Mian said, "Ye Anran, I saw those children."
Qian Fa laughed sarcastically, "Why, you feel pity? Then what?"
"Would you like to donate? How much can you donate? If it's less than 10,000, don't give it."
"Fuck!" Wei Yuanhang couldn't help but say, "Is it wrong to say that you are shameless? You have to set a limit on the amount of money you donate. Maybe you deserve sympathy, but don't you feel guilty for making money by selling your pity and dignity?!"
"Fuck you for seeking sympathy!" Qian Fa seemed to be touched by something, and suddenly threw Wei Yuanhang to the ground and punched him hard, "Fuck you for selling your dignity!"
"How the hell can they live like this if they sell their dignity?!" Qian Fa threw two punches and suddenly stopped, tears streaming down his face. "What right do you have to say that about him?!"
"You know shit..."
Wei Yuanhang, who was about to fight back, was also stunned. "Just say what you want to say. Why are you crying, man?"
"I haven't even fought back yet, are you trying to scam me?"
Qian Fa got up, held his head and cried like a child, which made people feel sad.
Xiao Feng and Chen Chen leaned against Xia Mian's legs with red eyes. Wei Yuanhang lowered his voice, "Hey! Stop crying..."
Xia Mian took a deep breath and handed the handkerchief to Qian Fa, "Let me tell you what happened first. Is there no cure for Ye Anran's heart disease?"
"What the hell!" Qian Fa was so angry when he heard this that he yelled, "Ye Anran is a fucking bastard! If he wasn't sick, I would have beaten him up!"
"He finally got a hundred thousand dollars, but he spent it all on other people and only did a checkup himself!"
"What's the point, other than knowing that my days are getting shorter and shorter?!" Qian Fa said as he rubbed his eyes fiercely, but tears still flowed out uncontrollably.
He was so angry that he cursed.
Xia Mian asked, "Why don't you accept donations in the name of the orphanage?"
"Donation?" Qian Fa sneered, "Didn't you see? A dozen children, except An An, all are sick or disabled."
He got angry when he said this, "Damn, those people, they themselves despise them and don't want them anymore, but you still pretend to be kind and righteous and pick a good place for them!"
"Knowing that Mama Ye is kindhearted, she sent all the sick and disabled people to her door! How much money can fill these holes?"
"Oh, who cares about the dinosaurs patching the hole? No one is donating now anyway." Qian Fa sneered, "Because Ye Anran won't let us."
"Do you know why I won't let you?" He looked up at Wei Yuanhang, probably wanting to give him a mocking smile, but when he squeezed his eyes, tears fell out again, "Just for that ridiculous dignity!"
"Those who donated large sums of money were all companies, and they brought a bunch of reporters and media with them," Qian said. "Every time they took photos, they held An Bai in their arms."
"Because she's the weirdest and scariest, and the photos she takes are the most eye-catching!"
"Oh, yes, there's also Anmu. At that time, his whole body was severely burned and he looked horribly ugly. The entrepreneur who donated 200,000 yuan had to take a photo with him and put it in the newspaper! Otherwise, he couldn't be shown as the most kind-hearted philanthropist!"
"He brought reporters and photographers with him, and didn't listen to the nurses' advice. He just went into the intensive care unit perfunctorily, interviewed people, shook hands, and took photos."
"As a result, Anmu, who had finally survived the critical period, was infected because of this and passed away within a few days..."
He sneered, "Even if you leave, you'll still be called a monster!"
"Yes, our whole yard is full of monsters. We are a monster orphanage!"
"So what are we going to do? We have nothing left but our fucking dignity!"
"Ye Anran has set the rules: donations are allowed, but interviews and photo taking are not allowed."
"Guess what happened?" Qian Fa laughed sarcastically, "They really didn't donate anymore! There are so many orphanages, and it's not just us."
Xia Mian took a deep breath, suppressed the tears welling up in her eyes, and confirmed, "So half a year ago, you planned the news that the talented painter Ye Anran had a heart attack and was dying. What was the reason for attracting attention and collecting donations?"
"Of course it's because we have no money," Qian Fa didn't know whether to be angry or amused, "Before I knew it, Aunt Ye picked up another little heart disease baby. He's only three years old."
"The doctor said it was a congenital heart disease. However, unlike Ye Anran's, Anxin's heart disease can be cured. The younger the child, the easier it is to cure. If the surgery can be completed before the age of five, she will be like a healthy person in the future."
Wei Yuanhang reacted, "So Ye Anran is using himself to gain sympathy and collect donations?"
"Yes," Qian Fa said with a completely nonchalant look, "His diagnosis has come out. Even if he takes good care of himself, he won't live more than two years."
"I think he just doesn't want to live anymore!" Qian Fa looked at Wei Yuanhang and suddenly laughed, "You say he likes to take advantage? He has no dignity?"
"He's the only one in the family with the strongest self-esteem, okay?!" Qian Fa became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and he started to curse, "All the kids in the family are disciplined by him."
"Don't take other people's money or use other people's things casually; in short, don't accept charity from others casually..."
"I got so angry that I argued with him once, and he fainted." He said this and smiled self-deprecatingly at Wei Yuanhang, "You are right about one thing. Ye Anran is relying on his illness to make sure no one disobeys him."
"We are all orphans. We are lucky to be alive. Why do we need self-respect and dignity?"
He looked up at Wei Yuanhang, and then laughed and cried, "You said he was trying to gain sympathy and sell out his dignity? In fact, it was all me who did it. I used him."
"He would rather die than not protect his pitiful dignity, and he doesn't allow others to throw it away. Do you think he is a bastard?"
In fact, he no longer guards...
From the moment he used his illness as a gimmick to gain sympathy, and from the moment he silently accepted Xiao Feng's painting materials, he had already given up his dignity.
Just to preserve the dignity of the remaining children.
"Fuck..." Wei Yuanhang also squatted down and buried his head in his arms, choking, "I'm sorry..."
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