After traveling through time, she happily became the group's favorite

The moment I stepped into the orphanage, children rushed towards me and kept shouting:

"Sister, sister, you are finally back!"

"Sister, sister, Niuniu misses you so much!"

"Big Baby misses his sister too!"

"And me, and me!" Tuantuan also clamored, not wanting to be outdone.

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In this instant, the area was filled with the laughter of children. The volunteer who came out to check on the situation walked out. When he stepped out of the door and saw the young beauty standing in the yard surrounded by children, he was slightly stunned.

I saw a beautiful woman among the children, who was dragging a suitcase with a lot of things around it. The children were jumping and spinning around her, expressing their joy.

Even though she looked tired and dusty, her petite face and delicate features could still be seen:

On her fair oval face were a pair of watery, obsidian-like eyes, so clear and bright; beneath her curved willow-leaf eyebrows were flickering long eyelashes.

The small and delicate nose beneath her eyelashes adds to her soft beauty; the pink little mouth rests quietly under the nose, looking moist.

The delicate and fair skin is like transparent jelly, which makes people unable to stop looking at it, but they are afraid to look at it for a second longer, because if they keep their gaze fixed on it, it will make the white face look like a few holes.

The long, fine, black hair falls over the shoulders, looking slightly soft, but sometimes the loose hair will reveal a different kind of charm, as if she suddenly turns from cute to mature, making people feel love and pity for her.

While the volunteer was still dazed, Lin Sitian took the initiative to greet him with a smile, and the crisp sound was like a pebble suddenly thrown into a spring:

"Hello, I'm Lin Sitian, who left the orphanage here. I just graduated from college and am planning to come back to visit my younger brothers and sisters and do what I can. Do you know where the director's mother is?"

The volunteer was taken aback by the sudden question, but then he quickly reacted and hurried forward to help the beautiful woman with her luggage and said:

"Come with me! The dean's mother is mending clothes in the backyard. If she knew that the college students who left home had come back to see her, she would definitely be very happy..."

As they followed the volunteers into the backyard, they saw the old lady sitting at a low table mending clothes. She was the director who had raised so many children and given so much warmth to so many orphans. Suddenly, tears welled up in Lin Sitian's eyes, and she cried out softly:

"Mom, I'm back. How are you?"

The dean looked up at the sound and exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, it's little Sitian who's back! Come, come, come and let me see you. Oh, you're getting prettier and taller!"

The dean was talking in surprise while cleaning up the mess on the table, and wanted to walk towards the little girl in his memory. When Lin Sitian saw the old lady walking towards her with a staggering gait, she could no longer hold back, and rushed towards the warmth she had been thinking about day and night, and hugged the mother in her memory.

The long-lost embrace made Lin Sitian's heart particularly peaceful, as if she was not the one lost in the big city. After leaving the embrace with a smile, she said hello to the volunteer comrade who brought her here, took the director's mother's hand, and walked towards the room in her memory.

After putting away her suitcase, Lin Sitian walked towards the children's yard with the director's mother on her left and volunteers on her right, preparing to distribute gifts to them.

Watching the gifts she had prepared being distributed, the children's innocent smiles and sincere gratitude warmed her once tired heart.

The director's mother said to Lin Sitian, "The cubicle you used to live in is still empty and in its original state. Come on, let's go clean it up for you."

The waves in her heart began to ripple again, and Lin Sitian took the suitcase she had left in the dean's room back to her original room, and started to get busy with the dean's mother.

At night, the cool evening breeze blew into people's hearts. After a busy day, Lin Sitian sat on the small stool she used to sit on, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room and fell into silence.

At this time, there was a soft knock on the door. Lin Sitian hurriedly stood up from the stool and walked towards the dilapidated wooden door. After opening it, she saw the old and kind face of the dean's mother.

At this time, the director's mother was carrying a broken bamboo basket in her hand, with a few shriveled fruits in her mind. Although they did not look very good, they were rare fruits in the orphanage.