When Xia Mian returned home with the children, it was completely dark.
Chenchen went to find his mother languidly, and Xiaofeng kept staring at her with red eyes.
After taking a bath, when I saw Xia Mian sitting on the sofa, the child ran over and got into her arms, hugged her neck and said sadly, "Auntie, will Brother Ye be okay?"
Xia Mian stroked his back and said softly, "Do you remember that my aunt said that there are many things that you can't do anything about in this world?"
"At times like this, as long as we do our best and do everything we need to do, your brother Ye will have more strength."
"The more power he accumulates, maybe a miracle will happen."
Xiao Feng nodded, hugged her for a while and then returned to his room. Xia Mian vaguely heard him talking on the phone.
Early the next morning, the child became energetic and went to find Chenchen with his piggy bank in his arms.
Xia Mian asked, "What to do?"
Xiao Feng said, "Brother Chenchen said he wanted to invest in that piece of "Pure White Angel", and I also want to invest."
Xia Mian laughs, little brat, and still invests...
The phone rang, Xiao Feng hurried over to pick it up, Mao Huizhu's voice was crisp, "Xiao Feng, go to my room and take out my piggy bank, I want to invest too!"
Xiao Feng said, "Do you want to take them all too?"
Mao Huizhu curled her lips and said, "Chenchen has taken them all, of course I have to take them all? Will I lose to him?"
"Then you have no pocket money." Xiao Feng reminded.
Compared with Xiao Feng and Chen Chen's self-discipline, Mao Huizhu doesn't have that much money saved, but she likes to buy all kinds of small things, and it would be hard to spend without money.
"No," Mao Huizhu said, "I will get paid soon. Dad promised to give it all to me. Just give him the entire piggy bank!"
So Xiaofeng took the key and ran to the next door again.
After Mao Huimei got married, Xia Mian and Xiao Feng's second courtyard was renovated, so they moved here again.
There was no one in Mao's house at this time, and the doors were locked.
The two children spent a busy morning counting money and accounting. After breakfast, Chenchen went to the gallery to order a painting. Xiaofeng went to the studio to get a box of new paints and rode his little bicycle to the studio.
Xia Mian helped him carry his schoolbag and said, "Be careful on the road. My aunt will pick you up at noon."
Xiaofeng nodded, "Goodbye, aunt."
After Xiao Feng left, Xia Mian called to help him replenish all the painting materials. He also prepared an extra candy jar, which was fully filled.
Then we rode to the Star Orphanage.
She met Mother Ye. Due to overwork, this woman who was said to be only in her forties looked much older than her actual age:
The white hair that cannot be hidden, the deep wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and even those eyes seem to have experienced thousands of things in the world, like an octogenarian, calm and tolerant.
Xia Mian's heart calmed down slightly.
She explained the purpose of her visit to Mother Ye, "I want to know about the children's illness and see their medical records."
Mother Ye said, “We accept donations here, but we do not accept interviews or reports.”
Xia Mian smiled, "I know, Qian Fa has told me."
"To be honest, I don't have any idea how to help you right now, so I came here to find out first."
Mother Ye said, "Wait a minute." Go to the archives room to get the case.
A row of little heads appeared in the window of the room. When Xia Mian looked over, they quickly hid themselves.
Only a little guy who was not very sensible opened the curtain and ran out, looking at her curiously with his big round eyes.
Mother Ye came out with the medical record book and shouted when she saw him, "An Xin, go find your sister An Bai. It's time for you to take medicine."
The three-year-old little guy frowned in distress. After struggling for a while, he reluctantly turned around and walked back slowly.
Xia Mian looked at his back and couldn't help but smile, "Was his operation successful?"
Mother Ye said, "It's very successful. As long as you take good care of it in the past two years, you will be a healthy child in the future."
She said this with a heartfelt smile.
When Xia Mian asked about Ye Anran, Ye's mother's eyes showed sadness, "His condition is quite complicated, and treatment will require a lot of money..."
"Have you met him?"
Xia Mian nodded and didn't say much.
Mother Ye said clearly, "Isn't he very awkward?"
She sighed and said, "He is actually a very kind child. He was sensible and cute when he was a child. When he was eight years old, a wealthy couple wanted to adopt him."
"I thought that by following them, his disease could at least be treated, so I sent him away."
"Unexpectedly, three years later, he was sent back again. He learned painting from a wealthy family there."
"But he didn't say a word about the grievances he suffered there. Anyway, he had that awkward temperament after he came back."
"The children at home are disciplined very strictly, and sometimes it is indeed a bit too much."
Mother Ye sighed and said, "Actually, the children in the orphanage have no one to protect them. They should be thick-skinned and learn to compete to live a better life."
Xia Mian smiled and said, "So they are living so well because of your protection."
Mother Ye smiled, with sadness in her eyes, "I'm afraid I won't be able to protect them for long..."
Xia Mian frowned and suddenly asked, "Are there any cases of yours here?"
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Xia Mian took pictures of all the children's cases and took them home to look at them carefully, but her eyes became sore uncontrollably as she looked at them.
One sick child can bring down a family, let alone so many...
Even Mother Ye is sick...
As Qian Fa said, the occasional kindness from everyone is just a drop in the bucket for this orphanage, and temporary donations cannot solve the fundamental problem.
Even if they helped this time, what about next time
And Ye Anran... He only has less than two years to live.
Xia Mian looked at his case and didn't understand it very well, so she took a photo and sent it to Ning Shaobai.
After a while, Ning Shaobai called back, "Who is Ye Anran?"
Xia Mian didn't know why, but suddenly wanted to cry, "Doctor Ning."
"What's wrong?" Ning Shaobai said softly, "Speak slowly."
Xia Mian talked about the orphanage and choked up several times when talking about Ye Anran. In the end, she couldn't talk anymore and just burst into tears.
"Although... although, I know this world is inherently unfair... but it's still so uncomfortable..."
"Why, why should something like this happen? He is only sixteen years old...still sick...and has to find a way to support the entire orphanage..."
"Mianmian." Ning Shaobai coaxed her softly, "Their birth may be unfortunate, but there are many people like you and me who are willing to share good luck with them."
He said softly, "We will try our best and we will find a way."
Xia Mian gradually calmed down after crying, and couldn't help but murmured, "Did you eavesdrop on me talking to Xiao Feng? How come it's exactly the same as what I said to coax Xiao Feng."
Ning Shaobai chuckled, "I guess Xiaofeng doesn't cry as loudly as you."
Before Xia Mian exploded, he hurriedly said, "I know Ye Anran's doctor."
"I just called and asked. Although Ye Anran's condition is complicated, there is still hope if treated early, but the cost will be higher."
Xia Mian said, "But even if he donates anonymously, he is not very cooperative with the treatment, and all the money he has is spent on other children."
Ning Shaobai said, "Temporary donations are unstable. He is probably worried that other children will miss the next treatment for their illness and he doesn't know when."
“So just set up a charitable foundation.”
"Don't worry, I'll help you take a look at this matter when I get back."
Hearing that he was about to take over the matter again, Xia Mian felt warm in her heart and suddenly felt much calmer, "Dr. Ning, thank you."
"But let me do this. I happen to be quite free."
Ning Shaobai's laboratory is already very busy. Mohe's smartphone is also at a critical stage of being launched. At the same time, she has to worry about her and Xiaofeng's affairs.
Especially Xiaofeng, after Mao's family became busy, he almost took over all the affairs of Xiaofeng's life and study, and he was more competent than her own aunt.
And this was what she wanted to do, and she didn't want to burden him anymore.
Ning Shaobai seemed to know what she was thinking, and chuckled, "Mianmian, I don't discover the beauty of this world as easily as you and Xiaofeng."
"So I am very grateful to you for taking me to experience these different scenery of life. I am very happy to be able to do this for you."
Xia Mian felt sweet and warm in her heart, "Since we are enjoying the scenery together, there is no reason for you to work like a spinning top by yourself."
She said coquettishly, "Besides, you are so busy that you don't even have time to accompany me."
"If I do more, you can stay with me for a while. I'm smart, right?"
Ning Shaobai didn't say anything for a while, and Xia Mian looked at the phone in confusion, "Hello, hello? What's the matter?"
Ning Shaobai chuckled, "I suddenly miss you so much. I want to hug you."
Xia Mian pouted, "I miss you too, Dr. Ning, when will you be back?"
Ning Shaobai suddenly let out a long sigh, "It will probably take more than ten years..."
Xia Mian was startled, then heard him continue, "One day without seeing you is like three autumns."
Xia Mian laughed.
After talking to Ning Shaobai on the phone, Xia Mian felt much better. She checked the time, washed her face and went to pick up Xiaofeng from the Academy of Fine Arts.
As I approached the teaching building, I heard that Xiaofeng's studio on the first floor was particularly lively.
Xia Mian parked the car and looked in through the window, and saw Xiao Feng sitting on the platform again accepting tribute.
Xia Mian was a little confused. Normally, they would only have fun occasionally, not so often.
Until she saw the bag at the child's feet.
Today, the students' tributes were extremely well prepared, including bags of toffee and chocolate, and small biscuits in large packages.
When the ceremony was over, the plastic bags piled at Xiaofeng's feet were half as tall as him, and the child couldn't even lift them.
Wei Yuanhang directly helped him carry it to the easel next to Ye Anran and put it down. When he turned around and glanced at Ye Anran's paintings, he suddenly said, "Hey, brother, you don't need to take the midterm assessment, why don't you help me with my homework?" "
"I've already typed up the line drawings, just give me some coloring. I'll tell you everything you ask for."
"I won't let you work in vain. How about I give you a box of paint as a reward?"
Ye Anran raised his head and glanced at him. After a while, he nodded almost imperceptibly.
Wei Yuanhang loosened his clenched hands, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, "Wait, I'll get the homework."
The girl next to her seemed to have been prompted, "Hey, why didn't I think of it? It can still be done like this!"
"Hey, brother, I have a few paintings here that I just can't get rid of," she said. "The line drawings are all ready. I'll provide the paints and brushes. How about I give you drawing paper as a reward?"
Seeing that Ye Anran was silent, she clasped her hands together and rubbed her hands and begged, "Help, brother, please help me! Please, please!"
Ye Anran pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
"Oh yeah!" The girl waved happily, "Thank you so much!"
Xia Mian couldn't help but smile. There are many unfortunate people in this world, but there are also people who try their best to warm them. It is precisely because of this that the world is very beautiful, isn't it
Xiaofeng turned around and saw Xia Mian, and said happily, "Auntie."
Wei Yuanhang, who usually helps Xiao Feng put away the easel and drawing board, immersed himself in painting this time, just said, "Xiao Feng, you can put it away yourself today, Brother Wei is too busy!"
So the child was busy working in a hurry. Ye Anran next to him couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to help him put away the easel.
Xiao Feng bent down and picked out a few of the snacks he had just offered and stuffed them into his schoolbag, pushing the rest to Ye Anran, "Brother Ye, I can't carry it. Please help me eat it. Thank you."
After saying that, he ran out.
There are bright smiles on the little faces. If one person's strength is just a drop in the bucket, then the combined strength of many people will become a stream, a river, even the sea, and finally a miracle.
The author has something to say: I overestimated myself. I originally wanted to write a miracle... I will try to finish it tomorrow.
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