Before Qiao Jiaojiao was born, Mrs. Qiao went to the Huguo Temple in the southern suburbs to make a wish, praying that God would give the Qiao family a precious daughter.
After Qiao Jiaojiao was one month old, Mrs. Qiao went to Huguo Temple to fulfill her wish.
Now that Qiao Jiaojiao has grown up to seven months old safely, Mrs. Qiao is always thinking about what Qiao Jiaojiao said about her premature death at the age of three, so she decided to take advantage of the fine weather today to take Qiao Jiaojiao to burn incense again.
Qiao Di's official position was small and he could go home after completing the training in the camp, so he escorted the mother and daughter out today.
After leaving the south city gate, the official road was wide and smooth. Qiao Jiaojiao sat alone on the cushion and ate biscuits one by one.
Mrs. Qiao looked at Qiao Jiaojiao lovingly, taking out her handkerchief to wipe her face from time to time.
Aunt Liu opened a corner of the curtain and looked outside, and suddenly whispered: "Madam, the relief hall is not far away."
"My slave has asked someone to hand over the money on time every month. The old mother in the relief hall is very grateful to you. Would you like to go and have a look?"
When she heard the word "relief hall", Qiao Jiaojiao suddenly stopped moving her mouth.
She had no father or mother in her previous life and grew up in an orphanage.
Mother Jiang from the orphanage told her that she was placed at the door of the orphanage during the winter.
He was wearing a red jacket and had a piece of paper in his arms, with the date of birth scrawled on it, without even a name.
Jiang's mother took her in and went to the police station to report the case. However, until her untimely death, her biological parents were not found.
[There are many fatherless and motherless children in the relief hall, right? It's really pitiful. 】
Mother Jiang also loves her very much, but Mother Jiang needs to share her love with many, many children.
[Mom, let’s go take a look~]
Qiao Jiaojiao couldn't speak complicated words yet. She just called her mother and then tugged on Mrs. Qiao's sleeve.
Mrs. Qiao knew that Qiao Jiaojiao had no father or mother in her last life. She hugged Qiao Jiaojiao lovingly and said warmly:
"Mama Liu, come over and take a look. It's just a good idea to see what those children are still missing. Ask someone to buy some and send them over."
When Qiao Jiaojiao heard this, her heart was sour, and she lowered her head and buried herself in Mrs. Qiao's arms.
[Mom, you are the best. My mother is so kind, and God will bless her. 】
When I was in the orphanage, every kindness was precious.
She went to school with the support of kind-hearted people, and because she is grateful, she will try her best to help others within her ability.
Good causes lead to good results, maybe that’s what they say.
Mrs. Qiao patted Qiao Jiaojiao's back gently, her eyes as gentle as water.
Jiaojiao, mother only hopes that God can give you all the blessings, so that our Jiaojiao can grow up safely...
Hearing the arrival of Mrs. Qiao, the old mother in the relief hall was frightened and happy at the same time, and hurriedly ran to the door to greet her.
Mrs. Qiao hugged Qiao Jiaojiao and got out of the carriage. When she saw the old mother saluting her, she hurriedly stepped forward to help her.
"Is it Mama Rong? My grandma often mentions you, so you don't have to be so polite."
Seeing Rong’s mother insisting, Mrs. Qiao immediately looked serious:
"Mother Rong, you are a good person with great merits. I really can't bear your gift."
Qiao Jiaojiao raised her eyes and saw that Rong's mother was a middle-aged woman with a round face. She was wearing coarse clothes and her face was stained by wind and frost, but her round eyes were full of tenderness and kindness.
She really looks like Mother Jiang...
Qiao Jiaojiao's eyes were slightly sour, and most of the good-hearted people in the world had a similar look of kindness.
Rong's mother was a little cautious and said, "Mrs. Qiao, it's a little too simple inside. Don't dislike it."
Rong's mother also didn't expect that Mrs. Qiao, who had been supporting them, turned out to be such a bodhisattva.
Mrs. Qiao held Qiao Jiaojiao with one hand, and held Mama Rong affectionately with the other hand.
"How could it be? Let mom take me in and have a look."
Seeing Mrs. Qiao being so easygoing, Mother Rong's tense expression relaxed slightly, and then she smiled.
Mrs. Qiao stepped into the threshold of the relief hall. Just as Rong's mother said, the interior was very simple and could be seen at a glance, but it was clean and tidy.
There were many women inside, some taking care of babies, some washing clothes, and the room full of children chattering and playing around.
There is another room further inside, which is much quieter. They are older children who are still unable to live independently. They help with odd jobs to earn some money to support the relief hall.
When they heard the noise, the children looked up and looked over. When they saw Mrs. Qiao, their eyes were full of surprise and admiration, as if they had never seen such a beautiful lady.
When Mrs. Qiao saw this, she felt very sad.
Jiaojiao is her precious daughter, the apple of the Qiao family's eye, and has been favored by many since she was born.
These children in front of us are also born as human beings, but they have to go through countless hardships.
Their stature is so thin, some children are not even tall enough to stand on the stage, but they are already working hard.
Mrs. Qiao couldn't bear to look any longer and withdrew with red eyes.
"Mother Rong, the relief hall is more difficult than I thought. From now on, I will ask Aunt Liu to send more money every month."
"And these children, please compile their measurements into a book and give it to Aunt Liu, and I will make some clothes for them."
When Rong's mother heard this, her eyes instantly filled with tears, "Mrs. Qiao is so kind, thank you Mrs. Qiao."
Seeing such a familiar scene, Qiao Jiaojiao was deeply touched.
[Material relief can temporarily relieve their survival pressure, but it cannot change their fate. 】
[If they are allowed to waste time like this, they will repeat their current life when they get older and continue to rely on coolies to make a living. 】
[From ancient times to the present, having poems, books and skills close to you is the best way to change your destiny. 】
This is what Qiao Jiaojiao realized in the orphanage.
So when there were kind-hearted people who funded her studies, she desperately seized the opportunity, studied harder than anyone else, and achieved excellent academic results.
If she had not died early, she might have been able to change her destiny through reading.
[The children there are all of appropriate age. If we can teach students in accordance with their aptitude, provide financial support for those who want to go to school, and help those who are not interested in school to learn a good trade, perhaps this relief hall will get better and better in the future. 】
When Mrs. Qiao heard this, her steps suddenly stopped.
She knew in her heart that what Jiaojiao said made sense, and that this was a good way to treat the root cause.
[It’s a pity that I can’t speak now. When I can speak, I will take out all my private money and try my best to help you children! 】
When Mrs. Qiao heard this, her heart was extremely soft.
Jiaojiao is the most kind-hearted and good child.
It's just that this matter needs to be handled carefully. She will discuss it with her husband when she gets back and follow what Jiaojiao said and arrange a good way out for these children!
