Late at night, please give me half a cigarette

Chapter 32

Ever since I found out that Wen Ning lied to me, my mood has been very low. Even the police uncle told me excitedly that he found the place I described, and I couldn't even arouse any interest.

Because I instinctively felt that it was a place where I was not welcome.

Before leaving, the female policeman took me to buy a new suit, washed me, combed my hair, and then excitedly dragged me to another office and said, look, how beautiful this little girl is. .

Before leaving, I asked the police uncle who saved me how He Dong was doing.

The police uncle said that the facts of He Dong's crime are very clear and he has applied for arrest.But after all, he was underage, two months away, and it was his father who stabbed him. His mother repeatedly said that his family would not pursue it and asked her son to be released, so the sentence might not last for a few years.

I listened to this calmly, without any disturbance in my heart, because I thought that from now on, I would never have anything to do with the He family again.

I am free!

Then I got into the police car and drove to my original hometown thousands of miles away.

Because I had contacted the local police station before, the police at the police station took us to the place in my impression.

Although seven years have passed, when I walked into that secluded alley, a strong sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously. I thought I would see my own mother today, but I still prepared a lot of words in my heart. I told her when we planned to meet, but the person who came to open the door for us was a strange woman.

The woman was the owner of the house. She said that she had indeed rented the house to a couple a few years ago. Later, she heard that her daughter was lost and her husband was hospitalized again.Not long after, the husband died, and there was only one woman left pulling a little boy. The family was so poor, and they let their mother live in vain for a few months out of good intentions. Later, the woman was really embarrassed , took the child and left. As for where she went, she didn't know.

When asked about the couple's name, the landlady thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of it, and said that it had been six or seven years, who still remembered it.She said that the only thing she could remember was that the lost little girl was very good-looking, and her name seemed to be Dandan.

I stood there, listening to the landlady's words, as if I was listening to someone else's story, and my heart was not disturbed at all.

Maybe it's because the fact that my mother sold me was such a blow and shock to me. I hate her in my heart, so no matter whether it's hearing that my father died or she and her brother are alone, The situation of being helpless can't stir up a little ripple in my heart.

I almost blurted out that I wasn't lost at all, I was sold to traffickers by my mother!After you find my mother, arrest her quickly.

Almost, really almost.

But in the end, I held back.

Since my family could not be found for a while, the police station contacted a local orphanage, intending to send me there and let me temporarily settle down there.

The person in charge of the orphanage heard my experience and expressed sympathy for me and agreed to take me in.

In this way, I was admitted to the orphanage.

The dean of the orphanage is a woman in her 40s. She is well-dressed and looks like someone who can stand on the stage. The first thing she said when she saw me was poor child. From now on, you treat me as a Your mother, I will take you home.

After she finished saying this, the reporter across from us raised his camera and snapped at us.

Then the next day, the cross-provincial case of rescuing trafficked children was published on the headlines of the newspaper, with a picture of the director hugging me and smiling kindly.The text accompanying the picture says that the rescued children have a new home and a new mother.

I followed the director to the orphanage. This orphanage is relatively large, and there are many children in it, of all ages, and some were even thrown on the street just a few days after birth.

On the first day I came to the orphanage, the principal took me to her office and asked me if I needed anything.

I thought about it and said I wanted to go to school.

Then the dean showed a very embarrassed look, saying that the tuition fee is too expensive now, and there are so many children in our courtyard, it is impossible to afford it at all. If you can earn money yourself, then there is no problem.

I was curious, how would I make money?
The dean smiled at me, touched my face and said, He Qiu is so cute, then find a way to help the dean get sponsorship, and find a way to get well-wishers to donate to you.

I don't understand what she said. The dean said that it doesn't matter if you don't understand now. I will tell you how to do it when the time comes. As long as you follow it, everything will be fine.

Afterwards, the dean personally sent me to the dormitory, and told the teacher in charge to take good care of me.

I took a look, and there are six girls in this dormitory including me.And every girl is beautiful.

They are all older than me, about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed very maturely, and each of them has a mobile phone in their hand.

When they saw me, they all laughed at me as a country bumpkin, and said what can such a small bean sprouts do!
I couldn't understand what they were talking about at all, so I said I told the dean that I wanted to go to school, and she said let me make money by myself.

After hearing what I said, they laughed even harder. They said that there is no use in studying, even after graduating from college, can they find a job?How much money can you make when you find a job?

"It's all right for you guys, she's still young, don't tell her these things." A girl in a black T-shirt who had been sitting on a chair by the window gave me a cold look.

The strange thing is that as soon as she said that, those girls really shut up obediently.

"What's your name?" the girl in the black T-shirt asked me, "How old are you?"

"My name is He Qiu, and I'm 13 years old." I still stood on the spot cautiously, looked at her, and replied cautiously.

"My name is Zhang Yan, and I'm seventeen this year, you can just call me Sister Yan." The black and considerate girl said, pointing to the bed next to the door and said to me, "From now on, you will live in that bed. But I still want to persuade you, you tell the dean now that you don't want to live in this room, you want to live in a common room, maybe there is still time."

"I can live anywhere, I just want to go to school." I looked at Zhang Yan and said ignorantly.

"Heh, go to school!" At this time, another girl on the side sneered, "Little sister, I advise you not to be naive! If you sold yourself for the money to go to school, would you be willing?"

"Sell?" I shuddered all over my body when I heard the word.

I just escaped desperately from that ghostly place of the He family, how could I still be sold?Isn't this the new home that the police uncle found for me?Didn't the dean tell me to treat her like my own mother?
Thinking of this, I ran to the dean and said that I just wanted to go to school and didn't want to be sold out.

The dean was taken aback for a moment, and then he comforted me by saying that he would help me contact the school tomorrow and let me live here with peace of mind.

So I went back to that dormitory, and soon the girl who said I was innocent came back with half of her face swollen, and stared at me with murderous eyes as soon as she entered the room.

Based on my many years of experience, I can see that she was slapped.

(End of this chapter)