Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder

Although he had a house, there were still many small things he needed to do to settle down. Cleaning alone was a big project. Ye Zhiqiu was impatient to do it himself, and was willing to hire someone to do anything that could be solved with money.

You can hire a full-time maid for just a few dollars, which not only solves the problem of letting go but also helps a family. It's a win-win situation, but it's hard to find such a person.

Good maids have always been hard to find. Being efficient at work is one thing, but good character is also very important. She has no other requirements, except that she must not tell anyone about what happens at home.

This seems simple, and many people say it well, but whether or not they can do it is another matter. Ye Zhiqiu has no foresight, so he can only pick a hardworking person to do the job first, and then change it if it doesn't work.

There were people working at home, so she had time to go to the orphanage to inquire about the news. Unfortunately, she could not provide any information, and it was difficult to find someone based on a certain time. Several years had passed, and there were too many children given up for adoption. The staff did not know where the children who had been sent there had gone.

"System, can you check it?"

The system gave the answer it had prepared long ago: "The original body's eldest daughter was not given away for adoption. She is still in the orphanage. Go to the right. There is a pile of sand over there. The one digging the sand is her. She is still young and does not need to work for the time being. However, if you do not come, it may not be the case next year."

"Which one? The one in black?" Ye Zhiqiu didn't believe that the ugly girl was the eldest daughter of her original body. It seemed that her face was not very ugly now. If she was really ugly, she would not have been chosen to be a wet nurse.

The system nodded: "Yes, that's it, but that's not black clothes, it's dark green clothes. You think it's black because it hasn't been washed for a long time. And the child has lice on his head. You should be careful and it's best not to hold him."

Ye Zhiqiu was not surprised by the lice, as it was rare to have no lice these days. However, she remembered that her original body's eldest daughter seemed to be five years old this year, but why did she look less than three years old and even thinner than the children in the village?

The system speaks only based on data: "What do you think of the orphanage? She's lucky to be alive, but she's not getting enough to eat and she's raising so many children together. A small cold could kill her. Just be content."

Ye Zhiqiu knew that the orphanage was not a good place, but these children were too miserable. Except for the eldest daughter of the original body, the other children were all dirty. There was not a single white one, and even a slightly cleaner one could not be found.

She didn't want to see it anymore, and she couldn't help. It was painful to see it, so she thought it was better to turn a blind eye. She found a staff member and said she wanted to adopt a child, but the staff member didn't check any information or ask any questions. They just called all the children over and asked her to take whichever one she liked.

She felt even worse. Adopting a child was so simple. If someone bad came, they could just as easily take the child away. Who knows how many children would suffer. But she also knew that she couldn't blame the staff. Even if they had to review the information, what could they find out in such a chaotic world?

Bad people don't write words on their faces or on their good citizen certificates. There are limits to what she can do. Donating money to the orphanage under the pretext of adopting a child is the limit of what she can do.

The staff was even happier. Although Ye Zhiqiu looked too young and didn't seem to be unable to have children, his family seemed to be well-off, so it would be a good thing for him to take a child away. They just didn't know which child would be lucky.

Ye Zhiqiu pointed at the eldest daughter of the original body and said, "Let's pick her."

"Okay, Miss Ye, please wait, I will complete the formalities right away."

"What's your name?"

The little girl realized belatedly that he was asking her a question. She tilted her head and thought for a few seconds before answering, "I don't have a name. The dean said I came to the hospital on July 15th, so he called me Fifteen."

The five-year-old child, although he looked skinny and sloppy, was quite eloquent and could be sent to school immediately without her having to worry too much. She didn't want to take care of the child every day. It was best for the child to play when he wanted to and to be comforted when he was noisy. This was the right way to deal with it.

Fifteen glanced at Xiangxiang's aunt secretly and asked in disbelief: "You want to take me home?"

"Yes, you will be my daughter from now on, okay?" Ye Zhiqiu decided to adopt the child after careful consideration. She had changed her own identity, not to mention the child. There was no need for her to have any relationship with the Zhang family, either openly or privately.

Fifteen glanced at her hands secretly. There was dirt between her fingernails. She was afraid that Ye Zhiqiu would dislike her, but she still mustered up the courage to answer: "I think, I eat very little, and I can work, so I can be a servant instead of a daughter."

She grew up in an orphanage and often heard the older children in the yard say that servants in wealthy families also lived well, had enough to eat, and occasionally had white flour buns and rice. She had never eaten white flour buns and didn't know whether they tasted good.

Ye Zhiqiu almost cried when she heard the child's sensible words. Fortunately, a staff member came in and prevented her from losing her composure in public: "Ms. Ye, the procedures have been completed. Here is the household registration of Fifteen and the receipt of your donation. You can contact me anytime if you need it later."

Although he had made up his mind not to step into the orphanage again, Ye Zhiqiu still thanked the staff politely: "Thank you, does Shiwu have anything else to take away?"

She did not dislike her things just because they were dirty. A child's rags are worth a thousand pieces of gold. Since you plan to raise a child, you must learn to respect the child.

Fifteen shook her head. If she had something, she would leave it to other children in the courtyard. When all the children left, they would not take anything from the courtyard with them. The courtyard was poor, so no matter if it was useful or not, they could leave it to other children. Besides, if she took it away, what if it was returned and the things she took away were thrown away again? She had seen older children being returned.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't think too much about it, but she was relieved that Shiwu didn't have anything to bring, "Okay, let's take a shower and change clothes before going home."

Taking her to take a bath was to get rid of lice, and also to change her into new clothes so that Mama Li wouldn't look down on her. Oh, and the name. Fifteen is not a proper name, so she had to have a good name. Fifteen is the night of the full moon, so she was called Ye Yuan.

The name was chosen casually, but Shiwu was very happy to have a formal name, and even happier when he knew he could go to school in the future. Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu brought back a child after going out, Li Ma was also very tactful and did not ask any more questions.

The host pays a lot of money, doesn't do much work, and isn't picky. Many people would rush to do such a good thing, so she wouldn't have any extra curiosity.

Ye Zhiqiu was very satisfied with Li Ma's performance. She would not bully Ye Yuan, so she could go to school without worry. With a diploma, it would be easier to find a job in the future. The money in the space could not be consumed indefinitely. She still needed a survival skill.