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Chapter 8 Murder Case
  Wen Jiu asked the driver of the Jiang family who had followed Wen Xue to deliver the things he needed, and started by weaving bamboo baskets.

There were more than a dozen children in the room full of smiles and strong hands-on skills.

"Teacher Wen, look at the grasshopper I made up!"

The youngest boy held up a tiny grasshopper.

Wen Jiu praised without hesitation, "Xiao Man is awesome, well done!"

Jiang Sui'an, who also wanted to show his mother a grasshopper, pursed his lips.

Hide the crooked grasshopper in your hand.

The next second, he was in Wenjiu's arms.

"Why are you hiding it in Suisui?" Wen Jiu stretched out his hand like a child asking for a toy, "Mom likes it very much, can you give it to me?"

Jiang Sui'an raised his head and could only see the beautiful eyes bent by Wen Jiu.

He handed it over hesitantly, a little disappointed, "But its head is crooked."

My first gift to my mom.

He wanted to give the best.

"Sui Sui, a good gift does not need to be judged by its appearance or value. The heart is always the most important." Wen Jiu kissed his forehead and chuckled, "Of course, it also depends on the person. Even if you give a leaf to Sui Sui, Mom is also very happy."

[Yes, the most important thing is your mind. When I was the poorest, I had no money to celebrate my dad's 60th birthday. The longevity noodles I made by myself had no meat at all, and my dad cried and laughed while eating them. 】

[Wenjiu is good at teaching children. I saw the children in the orphanage behind her were also very happy. 】

[How could she, a wealthy lady, weave so many things out of bamboo strips? 】

[It’s quite strange. My grandma could also weave bamboo strips. Her family was poor at that time, so she would sell them. 】

Feel the warmth on your forehead.

Jiang Sui'an's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled.

Mom kissed him.

He stood up, gave the grasshopper to warm wine, ran down and got into the children of the same age.

Cover up your red face.

Warm wine, cup your cheek, smile, see through but don't tell.

The rest of the time she taught them how to cook, carve things out of wood, draw and embroider...
  "Okay, I've finished teaching. The rest depends on your interest and persistence. If you learn how to do it, you can make something to save money for school." Wenjiu clapped his hands, put down the chalk, and said seriously: "With donations from kind-hearted people and Your mother, the dean, alone cannot support each of you through school. You must learn to rely more on yourselves in the future."

The children in the orphanage lowered their heads.

Holding tightly the things in their hands.

[Why does Wenjiu set up such a pessimistic outlook on life for children? She grew up in a wealthy family and doesn't understand the suffering of these orphans. 】

[She is too vicious, how can she hurt people's self-esteem! 】

[Wenjiu is talking about reality! Children in orphanages are already helpless. If they don’t learn to rely on themselves, how will they survive in society? 】

Netizens began to argue.

"I'm here to warm up the wine this time. I grew up in an orphanage. I was lucky enough to meet kind-hearted people who funded their studies and joined our company. But except for me, everyone else in the orphanage couldn't even go to junior high school because they had no money." Female. Employees are deeply empathetic.

"Penny, stop talking." The colleague next to her pulled her away.

Before Qian Ling's excitement subsided, she turned around and said, "There are so many people at the wine-warming party..."

"Cough cough!"

The director behind Jiang Yubai couldn't stand it and glared at Qian Ling, "You don't usually have a lot of work, so you're too busy, right?"

He turned around and said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, thank you for your hard work for coming down for inspection. From now on, I will definitely improve the atmosphere and improve the work efficiency of employees. I will strive to bring Huanyu to a higher level."

Jiang Yubai's eyes paused at the gentle smiling face of Wenjiu on the computer screen, and he touched the Buddhist beads on his right wrist.

He was silent for a long time.

Everyone was so frightened that they lowered their heads and broke out in cold sweat.

"This variety show is good."

After he finished speaking, he left with a calm expression.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
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  "Mom, the moon embroidered by Brother Asen is so beautiful!"

Jiang Sui'an ran to Wen Jiu and pulled him to look at him. His tone was high-spirited, and it was obvious that he liked it.

"Look, the moon seems to be moving!" Jiang Sui'an pointed to the crescent moon on the cloth.

The tall and thin boy at the end was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was a little shy when he saw her. He grabbed the gauze in his hand and said with a smile: "Teacher Wen, what you said in Sui Sui is too exaggerated."

The black cloud gauze on the table is embroidered with crescent moons, the colors are elegant but bright.

Very vivid.　　　【It’s so beautiful. 】

[When the wind blows, it looks like the real moon, half hidden in the clouds and mist. 】

Wen Jiu stroked the dense needlework with his hand and shook his head, "What he said is not an exaggeration at all. The stitches are dense and neat, and the colors are well matched. Have you ever learned embroidery?"

"Teacher Wen, Brother Asen is so awesome. He has mended all the clothes we torn because of naughtiness!"

The lively little girl rocks the butterfly on her long sleeve.

It is indeed light and beautiful.

It's an excellent material.

Wenjiu smiled and said, "Are you willing to learn Miao embroidery from me? Once you learn it, you can make clothes and become a fashion designer. You are very talented."

She looked around for a while.

Most of the children here are wearing altered clothes.

The change was very successful.

Asen raised his head suddenly, the surprise in his eyes ready to come out, "Really, is it okay?"

"Of course." Wen Jiu said.

"Brother Asen is in trouble! Dean's mother fell down the hillside!"

There were anxious voices outside.

The shy young man ran out after hearing this.

Other children in the classroom also ran out one after another. Wen Jiu picked up Jiang Sui'an and followed him. He saw the unconscious dean lying on the ground in the crowd.

His kind brows were covered with bloodstains.

[Oh my god, so much blood was shed. 】

[Hurry up and call 120. 】

Wen Jiu shouted to the program crew, "Director, human life is at stake, get the accompanying medical staff over quickly!"

The doctor ran over with a medical kit and bandaged it.

"I lost too much blood and I can't survive." The doctor shook his head.

The younger children cried loudly, and the older children hugged them with red eyes.

【Someone died...】

[It’s so miserable. What will happen to these children in the future? 】

The dean was lying in Asen's arms, his eyes slowly losing focus, and he held his hand tightly, "Crescent Moon... Crescent Moon..."

Do not look down.

"Dean mother!" Tears burst into Asen's eyes.

Wenjiu held Jiang Sui'an's face in his arms and patted his back gently.

Next.

Troubled.

Shen Ming called the police, but the live broadcast was not interrupted.

No one dared to leave the orphanage and wait for the police to come.

The four of them, Wen Xue, were comforting the orphanage children in the classroom.

Asen and several children carried the dean to the house where she was alive. When they came out, it was already dark, and they squatted at the door in a daze.

Wenjiu, who was standing still, felt a pain in his heart as he watched.

Seeing the boy like this reminded her of the burden she had to bear in the orphanage.

"Click——"

There was a sound outside the closed courtyard door, and Wen Jiu's eyes darkened.

She said softly to Jiang Sui'an: "Sui Sui, mom has to go out for something. Can you play with Aunt Jing Tangtang for a while? Mom promises to be back soon."

Jiang Sui'an grabbed Wen Jiu's collar uneasily, "Is mom in danger?"

Wenjiu smiled and said, "Of course not. You have forgotten that mom is the most powerful."

She handed her son over to Jing You and asked Shen Ming to take back the cameraman who filmed her.

Climb over the wall and chase people.

(End of this chapter)