Chapter 303 303. Please come and be the father of my child
Chapter 303 303. Please be the father of my child
Arashiyama Autumn Garden near Kamogawa sounds like a garden for viewing beautiful scenery, but it is actually quite different. It is a public welfare home.
The orphanage has a Western-style building, with flowers and plants planted outside, and the sounds of children playing inside.
A limousine parked slowly, and bodyguards in black suits got out of the car and covered the door frame, escorting Seiko Kamiya out of the car. Minamoto no Yorimitsu walked in beside her.
Finally, the two of them walked side by side towards the orphanage.
The facilities of this orphanage are good. Perhaps because it is located in Arashiyama, it has attracted more attention from people. However, overall, the decoration of the hall is also a bit old, as if it has been renovated but not renovated.
As we walked further, we saw a bunch of children.
These children are generally young, almost all five, six, seven or eight years old. Some are sitting on the ground playing with space mud, some are playing hide-and-seek, and some are running around with their eyes covered. The sound in the hall is a bit noisy.
This kind of noise from children is enough to upset any young mother, but when it fell in the ears of Shengzi Seiko, it did not make her impatient.
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced around and before he could speak, he saw an old man walking over in a hurry.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Kamiya, long time no see."
Holy Son Kamiya suddenly interrupted him.
"What I said two days ago was just a joke." Minamoto Yorimitsu pondered for a moment, and then said after thinking for a moment: "There is no way to be 100% sure. If Ms. Shengzi really wants to have a child, it would be better to undergo artificial insemination.
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Tomita Yasuyong's face was stunned, and then he felt a little unbelievable. In an instant, a strong surprise burst out. Although he suppressed his joy, he couldn't help but grin at the corners of his mouth, smiling from ear to ear for a while.
After looking at it for a long time, the tightly clenched palms were slightly loosened, but the expression still looked very absorbed.
"Is there any?"
After all, he is not his own child. No one knows what his character will be like when he grows up, just in case he becomes too ambitious.
Yasuo Tomita had a smile on his face, his stooped waist was bent, and his pale hair looked older than expected. Although what he said had a philistine feel, it was a bit sad in the eyes of Minamoto Noraimitsu.
Those children were reflected in her pupils.
Minamoto Yorimitsu followed closely with a frown.
After saying that, she stepped forward and walked inside.
To put it another step back, even if the worst-case scenario does not happen in this very common society, let a person who has been immersed in power and money for decades be handed over to someone who has no blood relationship.
The visitor is the director of this welfare home. He is about fifty or sixty years old. He looks quite old and has a slightly lean and stooped figure. The clothes he is wearing are probably a three-piece suit from the last century. It is very formal, but it has been washed.
It's a little discolored and has an indescribable feeling when I look at it.
After a brief period of confusion, who can remain indifferent to the ambiguous fragrance on the tip of the nose.
Minamoto Yoriguang was silent for a moment, and finally stood up straight with her holding his lower back: "Okay."
Buzz buzz——
The phone in my pocket vibrated.
But after confirming that Seiko Kamiya, who had failed to adopt a child several times, would donate a canteen to the orphanage free of charge, a smile appeared on his old face, and he just secretly sighed that the child was out of luck.
Standing next to Dean Tomita is a little girl.
But after leaving Maruyama Cemetery, she said she wanted to take herself to a place, which was this orphanage.
After Minamoto no Yorimitsu saw the person walking away, he suddenly asked: "Miss Seiko, are you planning to adopt a child?"
Just by lowering your head slightly, you can see her snow-white back neck, fair and beautiful side face, and the thought-provoking curves inside the opening of her white shirt.
After saying this, Shengzi Shengzi pressed his cheek against his chest: "Can you stay tonight?"
What do children of how old know, let alone orphans in orphanages? They have no right to choose at all and can only accept the fate they have been given.
Including just now at Maruyama Cemetery.
In the back seat of the car, Minamoto Yorimitsu, who had already left the orphanage, slightly closed his eyes and whispered.
She was probably asking him what time he would come back in the evening. She was going to cook some of Minamoto Yorimitsu's Chinese dishes, and she seemed to have prepared a surprise that she wanted to wait for him to come back to start.
But he still kept calm. As a person who has gone a long way in fighting green tea, he has encountered such scenes quite often. It would be ridiculous to make him lose his mind with just such a small thing.
Fortunately, he didn't wait too long. After a brief pause, the Holy Son Kamiya nodded and said, "No problem."
"Mrs. Kamiya is here. You could have told me earlier. The children are playing games with each other after lunch break. The hall is very messy and there is no place to put their feet. Why don't you go to my office and sit there."
According to what Dean Tomita said just now, Seiko Kamiya plans to adopt a girl, but even if it is a girl, there is no guarantee that this inheritance will be handed over to others.
Holy Son Kamiya nodded slightly, agreed with the other party's statement, and then turned his gaze to the children.
Modern technology is very advanced. If you don’t want to go through the pain of being a woman and still want to have a child, artificial insemination is undoubtedly the most suitable method, and it will not be looked down upon. This method has been popular for a long time.
"Is it really possible to get pregnant in one go?" Shengzi Shengzi interrupted him and turned around to stare at him.
What's more, it's now.
But if this is the case, the risk will be greater in the future, and it will go against Kamiya Seiko's original intention.
However, as soon as he entered the door of the villa, Seiko Kamiya suddenly turned around and closed the door. He used his arms to support the wall, encompassing Minamoto Yorimitsu's whole body. His thin red lips lightly opened: "Do you like me?"
"Uh, Mrs. Kamiya, are you really here just for a look? I already have a candidate for the child you asked me to choose for you last time. How about I bring it to you later? And it's a girl, and
They are only six years old and very obedient. Even if you don't plan to adopt them, I still hope you can meet them first."
When he returned to his hometown, there was also a welfare home on the border of Mikawa Town, but that shabby welfare home had only a few people in it. Compared with this place, it was like heaven and earth. But even so, the director still wanted to seek welfare.
It can be said that everyone goes to higher places.
But as his vision cleared, he could see clearly.
He even clenched his palms tightly, as if there was a suppressed emotion trying his best to suppress it without tilting.
Seeing that Liangying Tianhai responded with a cute expression, he turned off the screen of his mobile phone and put it away.
Minamoto Noraimitsu looked forward and said with a blessed heart: "I just admire you as a person, whether it is your dedication to this family or your deep love for others."
Probably her own words and the diary of Kamiya Seiko's father had an effect. She did not insist on burning his father's belongings, but in the end she said she wanted a child, which made him feel that she planned to come and get it in person.
This sudden situation caught Minamoto Yorimitsu off guard, and he was a little confused for a while.
Walk through the Heian period-style corridor.
Dean Tomita left with a happy face.
But there is no regret medicine in the world. Although he will mention it later when it is done, but now that it has been said, the water that has been thrown away cannot be taken back. He can only wait.
"Then shall I stay?"
He still asked this question.
Minamoto Yorimitsu probed: "Are you going to talk?"
It's a message from Liangying Tianhai.
Seeing that she was unwilling to go, Tomita Yasuyoshi, who had been a little patient at first, suddenly became anxious, as if his hope had been shattered. Even his words were a little incoherent, and the smile on his face turned into pain.
He took it out and looked at it.
"Can you stop bending over?"
Moreover, he was able to run the orphanage well. The smiles he saw on the faces of those orphan children just now were not fake, and he still had respect for them in his heart.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was thoughtful when he heard the words, looked at the dozen children playing in the hall, and asked seemingly puzzled: "So what does the text message you sent yesterday mean?"
After getting her reply on the phone yesterday, although it was ambiguous, Yorimitsu Minamoto still believed that Seiko Kamiya wanted to have a child by himself.
When it comes to artificial insemination, you can even choose based on the person's academic qualifications and achievements. In this regard, the hospital is very user-friendly and ranks them directly by price.
Time passed bit by bit. As the driver of Kamiya Seiko, his driving skills were unquestionable, and there were basically no bumps on the road.
But Shengzi Shengzi only asked a few questions, touched the child's head, and planned to say goodbye and leave.
Adopting a child is one option, but for a samurai family that values bloodline inheritance, this is undoubtedly a dead end and must not be touched.
What's more, people believe in the genes of parents.
I just closed my eyes and took a nap in the car for a while.
After hearing this, the fool also understood why the dean was so diligent. It turned out to be for financial support.
"I have this idea." Shengzi Shengzi nodded, but before he could speak, the topic changed: "But after thinking about it, I finally gave up."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was furious for a moment.
Go straight to the main building of Kamiya's villa.
Seiko Kamiya stared out the window, the weather gradually became gloomy: "But she was not born by me."
"No, I'm very tired. It's time to rest."
"have."
Tomita Yasuyong's face froze, as if he didn't expect the transformation to be so smooth, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Minamoto Yorimitsu frowned and called softly.
I'm afraid no one would be willing to do it.
"That's enough."
"Miss Holy Child?"
This is more pertinent advice.
Minamoto norimitsu asked aloud without changing his expression.
"Mrs. Kamiya, please feel free to visit. I'll bring the child here. You can meet him first and see how it goes."
After hearing this, Shengzi Shengzi was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about this matter. During the silence, the atmosphere was a bit dull, which made the old dean realize that he had acted too hastily, and he wished he could take back his words immediately.
"Huh? Okay." Minamoto Norimitsu opened his eyes, looked at the door of Kamiya's house outside the car door, and nodded slowly.
This call worked, and Shengzi Shengzi's eyes gradually focused, but she had no intention of turning her head again, and just said softly: "Let's go and have a look."
The breath of the Holy Son of Kamiya is like an orchid.
But the Holy Son of Kamiya was unmoved when he heard the words.
He was probably looking for the child prepared for Kamiya Seiko, and planned to bring it to her later for a look.
"That's right." Minamoto Yorimitsu sighed.
Seiko Kamiya rejected his invitation: "I just suddenly wanted to come over and have a look, I have no other intention."
He can't always say that he has a blessing from the gods and the probability of winning in one go is 100%.
The car drove to Hoshoji Town, and after going through the normal security inspection procedures, the car did not stop at the passing Juran Pavilion, but instead drove all the way to Kamiya's house.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was speechless.
He swallowed his saliva, glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu who was walking with Seiko Kamiya, and asked cautiously with anxiety: "That's good, that's good, by the way, there is one more thing, Mrs. Kamiya, you said last time
Regarding building a canteen for the children, if the child really catches your eye, can you help the courtyard solve this matter?"
"Okay, let's meet, I'm sorry."
After walking around for more than 20 minutes, they finally finished visiting the orphanage, but the two of them had little communication until they met the director again.
At first this sounded like a lie.
She looks about five or six years old, not tall, looks timid, and the clothes she wears are very clean, and she will answer whatever you ask her.
The old man's voice was very magnetic, but his words were a bit urgent just now, and he was still a little out of breath after he hurriedly walked over. He looked like a construction site supervisor seeing the employer, but it didn't make people feel too utilitarian.
"Huh?" Seiko Kamiya withdrew his eyes from the children, stretched out his hand and shook the visitor lightly: "Hello, Dean Tomita, it's been a long time."
No matter what era you are in, and no matter what methods you use, as long as you do not touch the law and help others to live a better life, this kind of person is undoubtedly worthy of admiration and respect.
As if aware of Minamoto no Yorimitsu's doubts, she explained softly: "After all, I still feel uneasy if the child is not my own. There is no need to take this risk for peace of mind. Besides, it is too unfair to the child."
Although the welfare home has state subsidies, it is only a small part. It does not touch the red line if the children can eat, but if you want better facilities and treatment, it depends on the ability of the director.
He is a well-behaved and sensible child.
Seeing this, Shengzi Shengzi raised his eyebrows slightly and pondered for a moment: "It's okay to meet you. I'll go to your office later. I plan to hang out here with my friends."
Dean Tomita looked a little disappointed.
A welfare home like this one has obviously exceeded Minamoto no Yorimitsu's vision and can be called first-class.
I replied that I would go back to eat normally in the evening.
The orphanage of Lanshan Qiuyun Garden is quite big.
"What kind of love is Miss Shengzi talking about?"
Looking at Minamoto Norimitsu, he could clearly see the unnatural apologetic smile on the other person's face. He didn't seem to understand this very well, but he probably had some need for Kamiya Seiko, or maybe it was due to his identity.
"That kid is quite sensible."
"Yuanjun, do you still have time today? I have something to ask you. If you have time, please come home."
"Emotionally and physically?"
"My father and mother have left, and my son has also moved out. I am the only one taking care of this home."
"Then what does Miss Shengzi want to do?"
Feeling the heat on his neck and the sincerity in his wife's words, Minamoto no Yorimitsu just looked down at her.
Seiko Kamiya hugged him, closed his beautiful tired eyes, as if he was too tired, hugged his body like a koala, and whispered as softly as a mosquito: "Please come and be my child.