Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

On the evening before New Year's Eve, Xing Tian received an important call.He rejected the local satellite TV's invitation to do a New Year's live broadcast, and rushed to the orphanage in a small town in a southeastern province overnight.

After Xing Tian and his confidant got off the plane, they transferred to a bus and arrived at this barren and backward town.The small town is economically backward, surrounded by dangerous mountains and peaks, the road leading to the township orphanage is bumpy and bumpy, and the internal organs are uncomfortable, but Xing Tian may be really tired, after a long and difficult journey, he fell asleep in the car up.

At six in the morning, Xing Tian finally arrived at his destination.

It was a small yard with two rows of dilapidated bungalows, with low eaves, moss growing on the blue tiles, wooden thresholds and window lattices were rotten black, the house could be seen to be old, it is said that it was rebuilt from the former town primary school .

Xing Tian hesitated and took a few steps forward.

A woman stepped out of the first row of the leftmost hut in the courtyard.

The head of the orphanage is a hunchbacked middle-aged woman, thin and short, with a patched gray blouse, but a peaceful and peaceful face, with furrowed and horizontal wrinkles carved by years of cruelty.

She hurriedly approached Xing Tian, ​​her eyes were full of surprises, and occasionally timid doubts flashed across her eyes.

"Are you really Mr. Xing Tian?"

Xing Tian took off his mask and hat, showing a standard eight-teeth smile, "Of course."

The dean kept staring at Xing Tian's head.

Xing Tian felt that the woman's gaze was a bit rude and savage, so he coughed and continued to smile: "I stayed up all night and didn't wash my hair."

"Ah, no!" The woman realized her impoliteness, and quickly apologized: "I saw your stickers in the stationery store. Your hair is bright red."

Xing Tian wanted to laugh a little, and flicked the broken hair between his forehead: "Is my black hair not good-looking?"

"Good-looking, good-looking. You look hundreds of times better than in the stickers." The woman tried her best to please the elegant and wealthy man in front of her with poor vocabulary.

The eastern skyline jumped into a smear of orange, and a few rays of light lazily hit the desolate small courtyard.

Xing Tian asked a few strong men in black to carry the boxes on the bus.The dean invited him to the office for tea.

"Yesterday, the Civil Affairs Bureau called to say that there was a distinguished visitor, but I still didn't believe it. Come, Mr. Xing, would you like some tea?"

Xing Tian watched the woman take out a rusty iron box from the cupboard, inside there were tea bricks with white spots, neatly stacked, it must be the most suitable for the dean to entertain distinguished guests.

Xing Tian didn't touch the cup of tea, and smiled politely: "I am the image ambassador of the Children's Charity Foundation. This time I donate to your hospital in my own name, so don't be so polite."

Someone knocked on the door of the hut, and a strong man's voice came: "Master, the move is ready."

"In addition to the funds, I brought some small New Year gifts for the children. There are 26 children in total!" Xing Tian had already learned about the orphanage's information thoroughly when he drove the car the night before.

"Yes." The woman nodded, bent down and handed the tea to Xing Tian: "Mr. Xing, you, do you want to drink?"

Xing Tian put the tea back on the small table and looked at his watch: "President Dong, do you know that I will pay you unexpectedly?"

The woman shook her head dumbfounded.

"Do you know An Qi?"

The woman looked bewildered.

"Swallow Qi?"

The woman continued to shake her head in bewilderment.

Xing Tian took out his mobile phone and showed the woman a black and white photo in the album.

"Her, do you have any impression?"

The dean stared and covered his mouth, obviously receiving a huge shock.

Xing Tian showed joy, and immediately said: "Do you know the girl in the photo?"

The dean shook his head and repeatedly denied: "I don't know, this girl is so beautiful, how could she appear here?"

Xing Tian put away his mobile phone and picked up the cup of tea: "Dean Dong, I know that people don't speak secretly, I just visited your courtyard for this girl."

The dean smiled honestly: "But I really don't know this girl." Then he stood up with a smile, picked up the plastic electric kettle to add hot water to Xing Tian's cup.

Xing Tian took a sip of the musty-smelling tea and sighed: "She's dead."

The dean shook his hands, and steaming hot water spilled over the table.

"My clue says that she once gave birth to a child in your hospital."

The dean bowed his head and said nothing, and found a broken rag to wipe the water on the table.

Xing Tian took out a brown file bag and put it on the old desk: "I am An Qi's friend. Her child is still alive, named Yan Sheng, a healthy and lovely little boy."

Xing Tian left the information to Dean Dong to digest, and he saw that Dean Dong deliberately concealed old things.And those pasts must be unpleasant, painful memories in the dark, so women are embarrassed and show complicated and painful expressions.

A bell rang from the back of the courtyard.An old woman with gray hair and slightly lame legs picked up a bronze-colored mallet and struck a big bell made of black iron.

Xing Tian thought of his grandma who was suffering from Parkinson's disease far away in the capital, and felt compassionate, "Grandma, let me help you."

The old woman turned her head, her left eyelid turned up, revealing her pupils of dead fish ashes.

The old man was not only lame, but also blind.Xing Tian was afraid that the old man would not hear what he said, so he took a few steps forward and said with a smile, "Mother-in-law?"

The old woman glanced at Xing Tian and waved her hands slowly.Said she didn't need to help.

The distant bells filled the mountains, the thick winter fog gradually dissipated, and the red sun was warm, floating in the blue sky. It was a rare sunny day, which was a good start for the auspiciousness of the New Year.

Bells echoed in the valley.Xing Tian saw the second row of bungalows, a door showed a crack, and a small furry head poked out from the inside.

The child was very clever, and soon found that a strange man was watching him in the yard.

"Ah—" the child screamed in fright, retracted his head, and quickly closed the door.

Xing Tian couldn't help but took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the front camera, and saw that there was nothing strange about his appearance.

He is the most handsome oriental man selected by authoritative magazines around the world.Although I have had a few pimples on my face recently, it doesn't scare children like a flood beast.

Xing Tian Zilian looked at his phone, only to realize that the windows of a row of bungalows across the street were all open, and 26 little red faces looked up at him bewilderingly.

"Hello, little devils! I'm Xing Tian."

The children immediately became lively, some covered their mouths and smirked at Xing Tian, ​​some imitated Xing Tian's greetings with weird accents, and some turned redder and bowed their heads shyly.

Xing Tian lost his mind in an instant, he was not good at dealing with children.Encountering this situation for the first time, it was like a strange sorghum who strayed into a fairy tale kingdom by mistake.

The old lady who was ringing the bell just now came over and spoke to the children in a dialect that Xing Tian could not understand.The children rushed out of the dormitory immediately, like wild horses running wild, each running faster than the other, they leaped over Xing Tian, ​​and busily shuttled around the small courtyard, some lit fires, some chopped firewood, some fed chickens, some swept In the hospital, the oldest child was only 11 or 12 years old.

Xing Tian stopped the two little girls carrying water, and said to the little girl like a fan: "Little beauty, what's your name?"

The two little girls lowered their heads together, their ears were red, and they hurried away.

Xing Tian had no choice but to get close to the little boy feeding the chickens in the corner of the courtyard: "Uncle, oh no, brother will help you feed the chickens."

The little boy made a face at Xing Tian, ​​and said shyly, "Are you a star?"

"Do you know what a star does?"

"Yes, a Coke seller."

Xing Tian was stunned.It was only later that he figured out the reason. There was a black and white TV in the orphanage, and it could only play the central set. The resources were poor. The children usually watched TV carefully, and they didn't even miss the commercials.Every time the Coca-Cola commercial endorsed by Xing Tian was played, the children were so greedy that they smashed their tongues together.

Several times of communication were ineffective.Xing Tian stood alone in the yard, but he was not at all disappointed.

Breakfast time at the orphanage.

The dean and the old lady brought out two baskets of golden cornmeal steamed buns and one basket of snow-white white flour rolls. The side dishes were a bit simple, pickled cabbage and pickled radish.

Xing Tian likes to order something with soup in the morning.He asked the dean at the big round table, "Is there any porridge?"

The dean shook his head.

Xing Tian complained in a low voice: "Give children such poor food, they are all growing up."

The little boy who was feeding the chicken just now said: "Big brother who sells Coke, we are already very good with steamed buns."

"Oh? What do you usually eat?"

"Hot and sour pimple soup."

Perhaps at the relaxed dinner table, the other children let go of their guts and echoed one after another: "The hot and sour soup is not good, and it is not as good as the white flour steamed buns."

Dean Dong showed sullen expression, "You should cherish the soup my mother-in-law cooks for you every morning."

Xing Tian looked around the big table and saw the children's dirty clothes, crude tableware, and little hands covered with chilblains, so he shut up immediately, picked up a cornmeal steamed bun and gnawed dryly.

After the meal, Xing Tian communicated with Dean Dong again, trying to find out about Yan Ziqi's life.Dean Dong looked at him strangely, turned around, and said she didn't know.

Normally, Xing Tian's bad temper would definitely throw him into a rage, but this time unexpectedly, he didn't put on celebrity airs at all.Instead, he quickly became one with this group of country wild children.

The children played hide-and-seek, and he was tall and stooped under the dean's desk.

Xing Tian sang the hottest pop songs and danced the trendiest ghost step dance and awkward dance to the children.

Xing Tian hand-delivered heavy gifts to the black hands of the child, including cotton-padded clothes, stationery, toys, and snacks.What can be done is limited, but the children are still overjoyed: "Wow, it's really Chinese New Year!"

Is Xing Tian pretending?He didn't pretend.

On the last day of this year, he just wanted to experience the poor but happy life of the girl once in the place where Yan Ziqi had been.

Even if this investigation fails.

After lunch, Xing Tian should leave.Some children even cried sadly.

Xing Tian raised his chin, "Chunniu, you are a man, cry a ghost."

Then, the other children burst into tears, and the tears burned their faces even more red——

Lonely and sensitive orphan.

If Yan Ziqi didn't have an older brother, would her child be one of them, crying so sadly, as if the whole world was about to abandon them.

Xing Tian took a deep breath, and a bold idea came up in his heart.

At this time, Dean Dong invited Xing Tian to sit in her office.

******

Xing Ruiyu called and asked why Xing Tian disappeared again on New Year's Eve.

"I have something to do in other places. I will arrive in City S at eight o'clock tonight."

"Eight o'clock? Everyone is looking forward to this day of reunion. Last year when you attended the Spring Festival Gala, the elders at home could only watch you on TV and kept talking about you. As a result, you were late again this year."

"Hey, it's because of force majeure. In fact, I don't even want to go back to my ancestral house for New Year's Eve dinner."

Xing Ruiyu smiled faintly: "Xiao Tian, ​​everyone dotes on you. If you don't come, there will always be something wrong with our Xing family's New Year's Eve dinner."

"But, brother, you know, when a single dog like me is bombarded by a group of seven aunts and eight big girls at family gatherings, they like to ask 'Xiaotian (han) do you have a girlfriend?', "I know the daughter of Chief X's family, she is very beautiful, do you want to meet her?", "What's so good about being a star, I'm tired, I work hard, I eat my youth, and I only earn that little money after being in public for a year"..." Xing Tian narrowed his voice and imitated the "enthusiastic and caring" voices of middle-aged women with strange tones.

"I understand, but the elders are doing it for your own good."

Xing Tian seemed to think of something: "Haha, brother, you will be liberated this year. I heard from the housekeeper that my elder sister Xuerou wants to have a New Year's Eve dinner with you. This is not fulfilling the wish of my father and elders. And I The lonely and widowed will definitely be blamed again."

"Xiaotian, stop playing. You will definitely find your beloved wife."

"Do you mind if I want to marry a man as my wife?"

There was a dull moment on the other end of the phone, like the calm before the storm.