Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

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At the end of the month, Canying's condition finally stabilized, and Song Xingfei could finally go to the orphanage to volunteer with peace of mind.

During the period, Song Xingfei went back to the old house to visit Su Yunshi's father who was "in poor health". As soon as he got home, he saw Song Yan alive and well on the golf course. Song Xingfei's sympathy was swept away, he put down the fruits and nutritional supplements and left .

The cloudy weather was not enough sunshine. The driver of the Song family was ordered to take a few ancestors who could not afford to offend to the welfare home in the suburbs. He glanced at the rearview mirror and found that Young Master Song and Young Master Jiang beside him were wearing casual clothes. Lean back on the seat to rest.

On the contrary, this Young Master Su, who was adopted by the Song family, has everything from a sun visor to sun visor glasses, and he still holds sunscreen spray in his hand at any time.Su Yunshi pursed his thin lips slightly under the sunglasses, looking unhappy.

Two hours later, the three of them got off the car at No. 39 Tongyan Road. As soon as they got off the car, Su Yunshi couldn't help saying: "I haven't smelled such fresh air for a long time, brother, the environment here is really good!"

Outside the fence of the orphanage are clusters of French holly, which are lush and lush, and there is no sound of car horns or noise from roadside decoration teams, and the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

Song Xingfei checked the information before coming, and the main building of the orphanage, also known as Yanzheng Building, was funded by Song Yanzheng.The surrounding environment has also undergone continuous renovations over the years to become scenic and pleasant.Regardless of the motive for a good deed, Song Xingfei felt that Song Yan was just doing a personnel job.

"Hello Mr. Song, I am the director of Liqing Welfare Institute, and my surname is Zhuang."

The dean waited at the main entrance with his staff for a long time. He was slightly surprised when he saw Song Xingfei, and then looked at the two people behind him, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the car.

Song Xingfei guessed the dean's doubts, and smiled politely: "This time I only brought two family members here, hoping to contribute a little to the orphanage, and the dean should not dislike it." After finishing speaking, Dean Zhuang shook hands. shake hands.

Jiang Chongyuan heard the word "family" from Song Xingfei's mouth very naturally, and his eyes passed over Song Xingfei's rose-colored lips imperceptibly.

At the same time, Jiang Chongyuan felt a slight twitch in his heart, and he couldn't tell what that feeling was, touched?joy?Satire?He thought for a long time, but still failed.

"How come, our orphanage has been receiving funding from Mr. Song, so we can look like we are today. It's outside, the three of you come in with me."

The floor of the orphanage is not high, with a total of five floors. The dormitories specially prepared for volunteers are on the right side of the second floor, with a total of five rooms.

Dean Zhuang was taken aback when Song Xingfei said that he lived in the volunteer dormitory. Of course, she knew that someone like the heir of the Song family could not come to the orphanage to show love. Song Yanzheng would only come here every six months or so before. , Every time there are photographers and reporters behind him, and he has never lived in the dormitory of the orphanage.

In recent years, Song Yanzheng's charity projects have been transferred from domestic to international, and he was awarded the title of International Charity Ambassador. The media's attention to the Liqing Welfare Institute has gradually weakened, and it has gradually become a place where no one cares about it. Volunteers have also decreased in large numbers.

Song Xingfei expressed understanding that Dean Zhuang didn't ask someone to clean up the dormitory in advance. If Song Yanzheng came this time, he would definitely not live in such a cramped room with ordinary conditions.

"Dean Zhuang, please tell us where the cleaning tools are, and we can do it ourselves." Song Xingfei gently rejected Dean Zhuang's proposal to hire staff to clean. There are not many employees in the orphanage. Most of them are elderly aunts who are too busy taking care of the children every day.

Su Yunshi opened his mouth, seeing Song Xingfei's firm gaze, he still didn't say what he wanted to say.

As soon as the door of this room was pushed open, Su Yunshi smelled a musty smell inside, filled with smoke and dust, the bed sheets were old and yellow, and there was not even an indoor bathroom. I heard from the staff that there is a public bathroom on each floor. Isn't it necessary to share the same bathhouse with a group of people!

Like dumplings!

But Song Xingfei didn't complain, and Jiang Chongyuan didn't make any statement. Even when he saw the tragic situation in the room and the bugs crawling on the ground, Jiang Chongyuan's eyes never fluctuated from the beginning to the end. Approaching, the whole body exudes unattainable luxury and coldness.

Su Yunshi looked away reluctantly. It happened that Song Xingfei had just changed the disposable sheets, took off all the old pillow towels and quilt covers and piled them aside, and said to Su Yunshi: "Yunshi, take these to the laundry room. The room is at the end of the corridor."

Su Yunshi looked at those crumpled fabrics and felt disgusted. He felt like vomiting when he saw the unknown yellow dry marks on them. He knew that these things must be smelly before he got close. What happened to the last batch of volunteers? Don't talk about hygiene.

Seeing Su Yunshi hesitate, Song Xingfei was about to speak when he heard Jiang Chongyuan put down the freshly washed towel and said softly, "I'll go."

Song Xingfei did not refute, and continued to wipe the tables and benches, but Su Yunshi took the opportunity to stare at Jiang Chongyuan: "No need, I will go by myself."

Jiang Chongyuan raised his eyebrows, ignored it, turned his head and continued to wipe the edge of the glass with a freshly washed towel.

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When the cleaning work was coming to an end, Song Xingfei noticed that Su Yunshi behind him had sneezed more than a dozen times in a row. When he turned his head, he saw that Su Yunshi's eye sockets and nose were red, and he kept scratching the back of his hands and the pimples on his arms. skin.

"What's the matter?" Song Xingfei put down what he was doing, walked up to Su Yunshi, and grabbed Su Yunshi's wrist to look at it.

Jiang Chongyuan glanced, and a sternness suddenly flashed in his calm eyes.

"I... I don't know, Ah Choo." Su Yunshi rubbed his nose vigorously, and said, "It's so itchy, my whole body is itchy, and my nose is so uncomfortable."

Song Xingfei frowned, and asked, "Yun Shi, do you suffer from dust allergies?"

Su Yunshi shook his head: "Probably not... I don't remember."

Just as Song Xingfei was about to speak, Jiang Chongyuan walked over slowly and said slowly, "Allergy is not a trivial matter, let's take it to the hospital."

Su Yunshi's eyes widened in horror. If his problems affected Song Xingfei's volunteering this time, would Song Yanzheng blame himself for it?He shook his head quickly: "No, don't, don't delay things because of me."

"No delays." Song Xingfei finished speaking and wanted to put on his coat to accompany Su Yunshi to the hospital. As soon as he took off the coat, Su Yunshi grabbed his arm with tears in his eyes:

"Brother, I'm really fine, let the driver take me to the hospital, you and Young Master Jiang stay here." Su Yunshi didn't want to be a stumbling block on Song Yanzheng's charity road, and he didn't want Song Xingfei to think that he was too delicate to take care of himself .

In the end, Song Xingfei couldn't hold back Su Yunshi, so he had to call the driver not far away to turn around and take Su Yunshi to the hospital.

Jiang Chongyuan watched Su Yunshi get into the car and leave, the corners of his lips curled up and said: "The relationship between Brother Fei and his younger brother is really enviable. It must be very happy to have a brother like Brother Fei."

Song Xingfei didn't react at first, but when he turned his head and saw Jiang Chongyuan's meaningful gaze, he suddenly realized that Su Yunshi's allergy was hanging on the wire, and he relaxed a lot. He couldn't help smiling and said:

"Why are you so jealous, Yun Shi is my brother, isn't it normal for me to care about him?"

The smile on Jiang Chongyuan's face gradually faded, he didn't say much, just looked at Song Xingfei without saying a word.Song Xingfei took the initiative to come over and kissed Jiang Chongyuan on the cheek, "Okay, don't be jealous."

A round ball rolled to Jiang Chongyuan's feet. Jiang Chongyuan didn't respond to Song Xingfei, but squatted down to pick up the dirt-covered ball.

The thin little boy ran two steps, and seemed to take two steps back timidly. He saw the look in the eyes of the person who picked up the ball just now, which was gloomy and terrifying.

But soon, the little boy thought it was his own illusion. The elder brother in front of him smiled very kindly. When he squatted down, he was about the same height as himself, and he was looking at him with a smile: "Is this ball yours?"

It seems... not so scary anymore.

The little boy nodded, and boldly stepped forward: "Beautiful brother, can you return the ball to me?"

Jiang Chongyuan stretched out his hand to signal him to come over, the little boy walked up to him, stretched out a pair of dirty little hands, "Thank you brother!"

Jiang Chongyuan didn't speak, and got up slowly. Song Xingfei asked suspiciously: "Little friend, where did you come from? The gate of the orphanage is over there."

The little boy thought for a while, and seemed to have struggled psychologically until he decided in his heart that the two big brothers were good people, and said, "Where did I come from... Brother, don't tell others."

Song Xingfei glanced in the direction of his finger, and walked over to find a small hole under the fence behind the bushes. Except for cats and dogs, only small and thin children could climb out.

Song Xingfei was startled, adjusted his tone, and said softly: "Brother won't tell others. But children grow up very fast, and they can't crawl out of such a dangerous place to play in the future. If they get stuck, it will be very dangerous. painful."

"Uh-huh!"

Song Xingfei made a silent note in his heart, and planned to go back and tell Dean Zhuang to deal with this potential safety hazard.

After the little boy left, Jiang Chongyuan glanced lightly at the bushes over there, and said, "Brother Fei, don't worry too much, just go back and ask the dean to fix it in time. Every orphanage will have such a secret passage."

After Song Xingfei realized it, he was a little surprised and said: "How do you know?"

Jiang Chongyuan smiled, "Because I also stayed in the orphanage for a while. Not long after my biological mother died, my grandmother was also framed, and the murderer is still at large. After that, I was sent to the orphanage by the local government for a while , it didn’t take long for my father to bring someone to pick me up.”

Song Xingfei looked at Jiang Chongyuan in amazement, and when he heard these words, his heart seemed to be bitten by countless bugs. He remembered all the things Qin Xiaohua had done to Jiang Chongyuan, and he inevitably had darker guesses in his heart.

"Many children in the orphanage have the desire to escape from the castle. Some people think it is their protection." Jiang Chongyuan said lightly, "But in fact, many people have the idea of ​​leaving in their hearts. Sometimes, sympathy is a shackle, Love is a burden."

"It's not enough just to tell him that it's dangerous to do so like Fei Ge." Jiang Chongyuan's eyes gradually dimmed, "The real warning is to let him see the beasts outside the castle stretching out like weak creatures anytime and anywhere." Minion."

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At the end of the day, although Song Xingfei felt tired, he felt very fulfilled. He has always been very patient, so even if he did intellectual training with the children for several hours, he would not feel pain.

Jiang Chongyuan was not idle at night, a group of children who had just entered school held their homework and stuck to Jiang Chongyuan to teach them to do math problems. Jiang Chongyuan looked up and saw Song Xingfei, showing a helpless smile.

Song Xingfei saw Jiang Chongyuan smile, and the corners of his mouth rose up inexplicably.Jiang Chongyuan is indeed very popular, one is because of his good looks, and the other is because Jiang Chongyuan has a kind of innocent and harmless affinity like a little sheep.

Song Xingfei is very envious, because there are still many children who feel that they are too fierce and refuse to approach him.

Jiang Chongyuan walked towards him, leaned against his ear and said in a subtle voice:

"Brother Fei, go take a shower first, and wait for me in the room."

There was a bit of ambiguity in the deep and pleasant voice, Song Xingfei couldn't help laughing, and said, "Understood, Teacher Jiang, let's do the questions."

"It's just a question for primary school students." Jiang Chongyuan raised his eyebrows nonchalantly.

Song Xingfei knew that Jiang Chongyuan had excellent grades from childhood to adulthood, and mathematics was the most outstanding among several courses.In comparison, I paled in comparison, "The math problems of primary school students are not..."

"Brother Chongyuan, help me quickly, how to do this question?"

A chubby little boy came over with the test paper. He looked like he was at least in the sixth grade of elementary school. He said, "The teacher said that this question is beyond the outline, but I still want to know the way to solve it."

Jiang Chongyuan glanced at it. This kind of question is just an extra detour on the original simple logic. He only needs to read the question to know the trainer's thinking. He didn't tell the little fat boy how to answer it immediately, but looked at Song Xingfei: "Brother Fei, how do you think this question should be answered?"

With the arrow on the line, Song Xingfei could only bite the bullet and took the test paper and read it for a long time, borrowed a pencil from the little fat boy, and sketched on the draft paper for a long time, but in the end he could only give an uncertain answer.

Jiang Chongyuan stared at the huge "Xie" character for a long time, but no one noticed his scrutinizing gaze.

After a while, Jiang Chongyuan took the pen from Song Xingfei's hand, with a seemingly casual coldness in his voice:

"Brother Fei, you did something wrong."

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No update tomorrow!My wrist hurts after rinsing, I plan to take a rest for a day!Everyone will understand, right QAQ

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