Bright Orphanage.
A little girl of about five years old opened her eyes, and her eyes flashed with light, which was fleeting; after settling down, her eyes were full of aura.
"Huahua, wake up. The director stopped the children from performing today. I heard that someone is coming to adopt a child. When the time comes, you should perform well and let people take notice of you, so that you can leave the orphanage."
A caregiver smiled and patted the little girl on the shoulder, coaxing her softly.
The little girl named Huahua is Minghua who was thrown into the small world. Her real name is also Minghua; she is a descendant of a martyr. However, the identity of a descendant of a martyr does not matter. After the death of her parents, all the family property was occupied by her relatives. When he was only a year old, he was sent to an orphanage.
From then on, she grew up in an orphanage.
Fortunately, the original owner is a well-behaved, sensible and intelligent child.
She was loved by the director and the orphanage nurses, so they raised her to be fair and plump.
Therefore, Minghua is now a chubby little girl with fair skin and round face; fortunately, she has big eyes, regular facial features, and is very cute.
"Aunt~"
Minghua made a long milky sound, which was a bit unaccustomed; as a person who has been an adult for countless thousands of years, suddenly becoming a child again, even if she was prepared to run away, the impact was not small.
"My dear Huahua, wake up." The nurse picked up the little one and looked at her sleepy look. She was so cute that she couldn't help but kiss the little fat one on the face.
Minghua (ΩДΩ).
She was a dignified saint, but she was actually kissed by someone other than Tongtian.
"Huahua is so cute. Come on, can you wear a little princess dress today?"
Minghua quickly shook her head. She was not the original owner and didn't like princess dresses. "Auntie~ I want to wear pants, not a skirt."
"The skirt is so beautiful! Don't you like skirts the most? Huahua looks like a little princess in a skirt." The nurse did not give up and still wanted to coax her to wear a skirt.
The little chubby girl is so cute in a pink and tender skirt.
"No, no, no, put on pants." I almost got carried away, and I almost heard the refrain.
Minghua was helpless about the child's language system. It seemed that she had to pay more attention to her speech in the future. She couldn't make repeated sounds. If she did, it would be an accident!
(*/ω＼*).
The nurse was amused by her, and he knew that when she paused for a moment, she probably wanted to say something about pants.
"Okay, let me put on some pants for you, a pink suit, okay?"
"Okay!" The milky voice reappeared. Minghua was unable to save her and could only follow the laws of human growth.
The nurse found a set of pink clothes and pants for her to put on. The pink and tender clothes were paired with pink and white dumplings. Minghua was pulled and kissed twice by the nurse's aunt.
Minghua sighed.
Life is not easy, Huahua sighed.
She doesn't reject the benefits of being cute.
The nurse aunt put her on the ground and said, "Huahua will go to the cafeteria to have breakfast by herself. Auntie is going to dress the other children."
"Okay, aunt~"
The long sound seems to be a weak drag, but it is particularly pleasant, soft and waxy.
The nurse aunt loves to hear her call people like this. Other children call her aunt, but Minghua has called her aunt since she was a child.
Every time I hear her call her aunt, my heart softens.
Minghua ran out of the room, stood in the corridor, and followed the path in her memory to the cafeteria. When she arrived at the cafeteria, there were only a few children in it. This was probably the benefit of a favored child.
The child who comes first can choose the food.
The food in the orphanage is not rich, and the breakfast is even more monotonous.
She looked at the soy milk in the big basin, and there were fried dough sticks and steamed buns next to it; the buns were stuffed with vegetables and had no meat. The orphanage was not rich, so there were few opportunities to eat meat.
There is not a lot of each item, there is a daily quota, and the quantity is not large.
She came early and could choose soft foods such as soy milk and steamed buns; children who came late had no choice and had to eat whatever was available. Some children were young and had soft teeth, unable to chew fried dough sticks. However, you have to eat in order not to be hungry.
After breakfast, there was something in her stomach; Minghua continued to follow the habit of the original owner. After eating, she went to play in the grove of the orphanage. It was located in a remote place and the venue was large. There were many vegetables planted in the grove, which was considered to be able to make people happy. The orphanage is self-sufficient in vegetables, leaving a sum of money to buy vegetables.
She wandered around the grove, but didn't find anything interesting so she went back. When she got to the place where she had fun, she found crayons and wrote and drew on an abandoned wooden board.
She had no purpose, she just drew what she saw today; she had been influenced by piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for many years, so even if she was a little rusty without practicing for many years, the results of her paintings were good.
The nurse aunt who was taking care of the children at the playground praised her after seeing it.
"Huahua is so amazing. Her paintings are so good, just like the real thing."
The discarded wooden board was very old, but Minghua painted a small forest of vegetable gardens on it, which actually added a bit of vitality to it. The yellow and black wooden board seemed to have become a fertile land, no wonder the caregiver praised it.
When the dean heard the praise, he followed the praise and looked towards the nurse. When he saw Minghua, his eyes softened a lot.
A man, a woman and a boy who were beside the dean also heard it. The little boy stared at Minghua curiously, and the man and woman were also watching the chubby little dumpling talking to the nurse aunt.
"Hey." Minghua smiled brightly, looking a little silly with her fair face and fat body.
"How old is she? What's her name?" the man next to the dean asked.
"Mr. Yan, this child's name is Minghua. She is five years old this year. She is a very obedient and sensible child. It is common for children of her age to cry and fuss frequently. She does not know how to talk to her when something happens. She will listen; sometimes she will help take care of disabled children, she is very kind and caring."
The yard picks all have good things to say.
Mr. and Mrs. Yan naturally knew, but they could see that the child was well-raised; the clothes she wore were clean and tidy. Although they were half-old clothes, she looked good in them.
He is chubby and cute when he smiles silly.
"Why was she sent to the orphanage?" Mrs. Yan was tall, wearing valuable clothes, and she showed a strong and impolite attitude.
The children of the banquet family twitched their ears and stared at Minghua.
The dean hesitated for a moment, then faded his smile and said: "She is a family member of a martyr and was sent here when she was just one year old; her father was a soldier and died on a mission, and her mother died of serious illness within two days. After all her belongings were divided among her relatives, they sent Minghua to an orphanage."
"She is too young and has no guardian. Even if she wants to fight for property, she cannot fight for it; her parents left in a hurry and did not make a will. This child should have been happy, but now she has nothing and has grown up alone. ”
Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan were very moved after hearing this. From the corner of her eye, Mrs. Yan saw her son staring at the child, and her eyes flashed. She glanced at Mr. Yan and motioned for him to see her son.
