Jinlin City is a county-level city under the jurisdiction of Dingyang City, the capital of Nancy Province. Twenty years ago, it was just a run-down small county town with a total population of only 70,000 to 80,000 people. At a glance, everything was full of people.
Dilapidated mud house.
On the street, the sky is full of dust on sunny days, and on rainy days, the mud is like a river. Occasionally, when a car passes by, passers-by will panic and avoid it. Slow down a little, and the splashing mud oar can turn you into a mud man.
With the reform and opening up in recent years, the economy of Jinlin, which is close to the provincial capital, has developed. The original county has turned into a city, the low tile-roofed houses have turned into high-rise buildings, and the streets have turned into clean and flat cement floors.
In a small truck, a young man with slightly dark skin but very energetic looked at the bustling and unfamiliar everything with a complicated look on his face.
There is joy, hatred, love, confusion, and expectation.
He is Zhao Chen. In order to hide his identity during these years abroad, he has always been disguised as a bearded man in his thirties. In fact, this is his true appearance.
Jinlin City is his hometown, but unfortunately, there is neither his home nor his relatives here, because he is an orphan who was abandoned in front of the orphanage when he was only a few months old.
He grew up in an orphanage, and was later taken away from here to Yanjing.
After being assassinated by the Dragon Group last time, it took him more than ten days to recover from his injuries. With boundless hatred, he quietly returned to the Dragon Kingdom from abroad.
He did not return to the Eastern Excalibur because he knew that although the Dragon Group was the first special force in the Dragon Kingdom, when tasks were assigned, each special force assigned them independently, and the Dragon Group could not know.
But now that the Dragon Group knows about his actions, it proves that there are also people from the Dragon Group in the Eastern Divine Sword, and their status is not low. If he goes back now, he will undoubtedly give a sheep like a tiger's mouth.
So, after careful consideration, he came to Jinlin City, which was his hometown. After leaving for so many years, he wanted to come back and see the mothers who took care of him like their own son.
He wants to develop his own power here. The Dragon Team is too powerful and it is impossible for him to deal with it alone. He must have his own power.
The minivan stopped suddenly, and the middle-aged driver smiled and said, "Little brother, Jinlin Orphanage is here."
Zhao Chen came back to his senses and saw a low building with a cement brick wall structure from the 1970s appearing in front of him. Years of sun and rain have caused many green spots on the surface of the building, and the cement has fallen off in some places.
It looks very shabby.
Compared with the glossy modern buildings that are more than ten stories high and covered with ceramic tiles around it, it is so out of place.
But all of this is so kind and familiar in Zhao Chen's eyes. This is his former home, with mothers who love him and friends who are orphans like him.
After recalling the past memories for a moment, Long Feitian jumped out of the car and came to the gate of the orphanage.
The rusty iron door was locked tightly, with only a small door next to it partially open, and an old man with gray temples guarding it.
Zhao Chen walked up to the old man and said with a smile: "Uncle, can you open the door for me?"
The old man raised his head, looked at Zhao Chen, and said with a kind smile: "Young man, what can I do for you?"
"I came from Beijing. I bought some things and wanted to go in and see the children inside." Zhao Chen smiled and handed a box of cigarettes to the old man. Although the old man did not smoke at this time, the smell of cigarettes on his body told Zhao Chen
, he is definitely an old smoker.
The old man took a look at Zhao Chen's cigarette. He didn't know what it was, but decades of experience told him that it was definitely extraordinary.
"Young man, I'll open the door for you. Just take this cigarette back. The old man doesn't dare to smoke such expensive cigarettes." The old man chuckled, took out a key, walked to the iron door, and glanced at the small truck outside the door.
, smiled and said: "There are fewer and fewer young people as caring as you nowadays."
"I also went out from here and came back today to take a look." Zhao Chen smiled.
"Oh, you also went out from here?" The old man looked at Zhao Chen in surprise, and then smiled: "Yes, Jinlin Orphanage has been established for more than thirty years, and thousands of children have lived here.
"
The old man opened the iron door and said with a smile: "Okay, come in."
After calling the driver to drive the minivan in, Zhao Chen put the cigarette in his hand into the old man's bag and said with a smile: "Excuse me, sir."
The old man originally wanted to postpone it, but Zhao Chen ran in quickly. He chuckled and did not catch up again. He walked back again, took out the cigarettes Zhao Chen gave him with a happy face, and started enjoying it.
As soon as we entered the yard, we saw groups of children playing, ranging in age. The youngest had just learned to walk and was being led by the older children.
The older ones are fourteen or fifteen years old, but they all have disabilities.
The entry of the minivan immediately attracted the attention of the children. They were not afraid of strangers. On the contrary, everyone gathered around. There are usually many caring people in the orphanage, and these children are used to it.
"Uncle, are you here to see us?" A three or four-year-old little girl with big eyes looked at Zhao Chen curiously.
"Yes." Zhao Chen touched the little girl's head and asked with a smile: "Little sister, what is your name?"
"My name is Lin Chen." The little girl replied childishly, but her big eyes were looking straight at the pickup truck behind Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen smiled slightly, walked to the minivan, took out a large cardboard box from the top and placed it on the ground. He took out a bright red apple and handed it to Lin Chen and said, "Little sister, uncle invites you to eat an apple."
"Thank you, uncle." Lin Chen happily took the apple from Zhao Chen, while the children next to him looked at Lin Chen with envy, and some of them drooled.
"Don't envy Lin Chen, everyone has it." Zhao Chen smiled, took out apples from the carton and gave them to several children.
"Thank you, uncle."
Several children who got the apples called out to Zhao Chen sweetly, and then obediently retreated to the back, while the other children surrounded Zhao Chen.
However, these children were not crowded, but seemed very orderly.
Looking at these happy children, Zhao Chen couldn't help but think of his own childhood. At that time, supplies were not as abundant as they are now, and there were very few people coming to the orphanage. Occasionally, just one or two would make everyone happy.
Because these people will bring some things for themselves, especially some snacks.
Seeing that Zhao Chen was almost overwhelmed, the truck driver also stepped forward to help. Listening to the children's joyful smiles, the driver also became happy. While delivering the message, he also told the children: "You must wash them before you can eat them."
, otherwise you will get a stomachache."
After giving away two boxes, I finally gave out all the children who gathered around me. Only a few children aged fourteen or fifteen were left. They just stood and watched from a distance, but it could be seen from their fixed eyes.
, they actually want it too.
Zhao Chen took a look at the older children and found that they were all disabled. Two needed crutches, two were in wheelchairs, and one only had one arm.
Zhao Chen found a few small bags from the car. Zhao Chen put four apples in each and walked over. Several disabled children saw Zhao Chen approaching and subconsciously wanted to leave, but Zhao Chen's speed was obvious.
He was faster than them. As soon as they turned around, Zhao Chen was in front of them.
"Seventeen years ago, I also lived here." Zhao Chen looked at a few people and handed them the bag with apples with a smile.
Several people were stunned, and the girl in a wheelchair asked: "Have you really lived here?"
"Of course." Long Feitian said with a smile: "And he has lived there for nine years."
The girl hesitated for a moment, then took the apple from Zhao Chen, nodded, and said, "Thank you."
After saying that, she left.
Several other people also took the apples handed by Zhao Chen, said "Thank you." and left with the girl in the wheelchair.
Looking at the backs of several people, Zhao Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Most of the children in the orphanage were abandoned by their families. Only a small number of them were because something happened to their relatives or they were abducted and could not find their relatives.
, live here temporarily.
But no matter what the reason is, their hearts are more or less hurt.
A large part of them are still discarded because of physical disabilities or serious illnesses.
These disabled children have low self-esteem due to their physical defects. In addition, they are abandoned by their relatives, which makes them psychologically reject others and feel that they are inferior to others. Some even develop autism.
This is the case for these children. They were unwilling to come over just now. It was not that they did not want things, but that they did not want to contact outsiders. But when Zhao Chen said that he also walked out of here, it made them feel that Zhao Chen had nothing to do with them.
They are the same people and equal, so they accepted Zhao Chen's things.
"Thank you sir for coming to visit these poor children."
A voice suddenly sounded behind Zhao Chen. When Zhao Chen turned around, a woman in her forties and plainly dressed was walking towards him.
"Mother Lu!"
Zhao Chen immediately became excited when he saw the woman. Although she was much older than he remembered, her appearance had not changed much.
"You know me?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised by Zhao Chen's title, but after looking at him for a long time, she didn't recognize him at all.
"I am Zhao Chen, the naughty Zhao Chen who always fights with others." Zhao Chen's face turned red, his tone was urgent and fast, and he was very excited. He walked to the woman in a few steps.
"Zhao Chen?" The woman thought for a moment, seemed to remember who Zhao Chen was, and said in surprise: "Are you the little Chen'er who was taken away by the old dean's son?"
The woman looked at Zhao Chen carefully, nodded and said: "Although his appearance has changed a lot as he has grown up, his outline has not changed. It is indeed Xiao Chen'er."
"The son of the old dean?" Zhao Chen was stunned, obviously not understanding what Mother Lu meant.
"Don't you know that Zhou Ping, who took you away back then, is the son of the old dean." Mother Lu said with a surprised look on her face.