Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 865 Orphanage

   "Orphanage?!" Qin Yin was stunned.

  Wen Ling also opened his mouth wide and looked at the sign in shock, then looked at Qin Yin.

   "Orphan..." Qin Yin murmured silently, "It turns out that the fool is really an orphan, and he is still an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. My God, he is so special."

   Is this the point?

Entering from the gate is a fairly spacious square. There are many areas for children to play in the square. The residential area is in the deepest part of the compound. opened.

   The two of them subconsciously hid on both sides of the gate, then reacted immediately, smiled at each other and walked back, walking directly towards the three rows of brick houses in the depths of the compound.

   The door that opened came from the house in the middle. Before the person who opened the door came out, Qin Yin and Wen Ling got together.

After a few seconds, a middle-aged woman walked out of the door. The woman held a bunch of keys in her hand. She wrapped the thick coat around her, turned her head and shouted into the room, "I'll go see the children, you. Clean up your dishes!"

   There was a muffled answer from a male in the room.

  The woman listened, closed the door, and walked towards the house on the right holding the key.

   The house on the right has three windows on the front, all of which are lit. The woman came to the door, pushed the door and walked in.

   "Follow her."

   Qin Yin gave an order, and the two of them all squeezed past.

   The first thing you see when you enter the door is a narrow entrance with red pads on the ground and many pairs of shoes placed around the pads.

  The woman stomped her feet on the foot pads, then turned her head to look at the door suspiciously, as if wondering why the door closed so slowly today.

After leaving the entrance, there is a long and narrow corridor leading to both sides. Both sides of the corridor are closed doors. The two followed the woman to the room at the end of the right side. The woman knocked on the door. After a few seconds, the door slammed. opened.

   A little boy stood in the door, the boy looked less than five years old, he looked up at the woman, his face blossomed with a smile.

   "Aunt Ping!" The little boy reached out and grabbed the woman's sleeve, his voice was clear and sweet, "I've finished my homework, come and see!"

"Tsk tsk, how old is this child, he has to do his homework," Qin Yin followed the woman into the boy's room very naturally, "Could it be that the children in the preschool are now starting to do their homework? At that time... Forget it, I never wrote it anyway."

This room is about 20 to 30 square meters. There are two bunk beds in the room. Two boys about ten years old are sitting on the two upper bunks and reading books. There is a seven or eight-year-old boy at the desk. After entering the door, the three boys looked over and smiled.

   "Aunt Ping, come and see my homework," the little boy pulled Aunt Ping to the desk, pointed to a piece of white paper lying on the table, and said, "I did a good job!"

Qin Yin and Wen Ling looked at the piece of paper, and saw a lot of text-like things written on it that I couldn't understand. The seven- or eight-year-old boy scratched his head shyly beside him and said, "Xiaowen look We are all doing homework, and he insists on doing homework, and even asks me to teach him, but he can't write..."

   "I think Xiaowen's writing is very good." Aunt Ping narrowed her eyes with a smile. She reached out and touched the heads of the two boys, "Even if you teach things well, you will definitely become a great person in the future."

   Dongdong's face turned red with a smile, while Xiaowen clapped her hands, and her grandmother shouted, "A great person! Xiaowen will be a great person in the future!..."

   "So cute..." Qin Yin couldn't help but think about Xiaowen's fleshy face, "There are such cute human cubs in this world, I would have known I would have given birth to one."

   Know earlier?

  Wen Ling turned his head to look at Qin Yin, thinking that you can also have a baby now... But of course, you may not be able to rely on yourself.

   "Wang Ling, believe it or not, if I had a child, I would definitely be super cute," Qin Yin had already fantasized about her arms, "that must be a well-behaved and sensible child..."

  Wen Ling couldn't help but imagined in her mind, what would Qin Yin and the fool (she didn't know why the first thought was the fool) have a child, what would it be like?

  My God, it feels like a very scary guy to hold down his temples.

   No, this marriage cannot be done.

   What about the priest? …Or not.

   Treasure wood? ...the picture is unimaginable.

   Luo Jiutian? ...maybe a little better, but still pretty scary overall.

  Wang Ling squinted at Qin Yin, thinking that the problem lies with you, no matter who the child's father is.

   "Okay, since you've finished your homework, then you can rest after playing for a while," Aunt Ping said to the four of them, "Will you not go out tonight?"

   "Don't go out!" The four said in unison.

   "Okay, then Auntie will lock the door later," Aunt Ping said and walked out of the room, "It's not very safe recently, you must..."

   "Let's go together, go back together—" The four of them already knew what Aunt Ping was going to say, and shouted mischievously, "Don't go out when it's dark, don't go to the wrong place!"

   "Okay," Aunt Ping nodded with satisfaction, "Auntie is gone."

   "Goodbye Auntie!"

  Aunt Ping closed the door of this room and walked to the next room.

   The two had slipped out long ago and followed Aunt Ping expectantly, waiting to see what kind of cute things lived in this room.

  Aunt Ping knocked on the door, and it took a minute before the door opened.

The aunt of the two of them smiled on their faces, and in the door stood a boy with pimples on his face. The boy was tall, with a hunched back, a pair of black eyes that made him a little cowardly, and a small voice, "Aunt Ping. ,You're here."

   "Well," Aunt Ping glanced at the room, "Is Dayue also there?"

  This room is smaller than the one just now, and there are two single beds in the room.

   "I'm here, Auntie!" A voice came out, "I'm... I'm doing my homework."

   Qin Yin turned sideways, only to see another boy sitting in front of the desk with a book in his hand. The boy turned his head and grinned at Aunt Ping with a guilty conscience.

  Aunt Ping could see at a glance what this kid was doing, but she didn't expose it, she just smiled and nodded, "That's fine."

   "Do your homework? You can pull it down," Qin Yin's rant was like Aunt Ping's voice, "I bet that the book hidden in his hand is either a novel or a comic."

   "Study for a while and then rest, don't be too late," Aunt Ping's tone was still as gentle, "Is there nothing to go out tonight?"

"No."

   "Then I'll lock the door later," Aunt Ping said, closing the door to the room. "Be careful recently."

   "Well, goodbye Aunt Ping."

   After closing the second room, Aunt Ping walked forward.

   She knocked on the door.

   Almost instantly, the door opened.

   "Aunt Ping."

   Qin Yin and Wen Ling's eyes lit up.

  The person standing in the door is a fool.

   (end of this chapter)