My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

As soon as he finished speaking, the cafeteria fell silent.

The younger child blinked blankly, not quite understanding.

But the faces of the older children, around twelve or thirteen years old, who were at the front of the line, changed instantly.

They clearly knew more than their younger siblings.

A tall, thin boy suddenly looked at Dean Lü Hongmei's eyes, which seemed to have been crying, and then at Lin Ye's silent face. His lips trembled, and he instantly understood something, his eyes reddening instantly.

He hurriedly turned his face away, sniffed hard, turned around, and called out loudly in a slightly distorted voice, "Alright, alright! Stop asking! Come on, eat! We have big chicken drumsticks today!"

"Yes, yes, let's eat! Ling'er, come sit here!" Another girl held back her tears and called out to Xiao Douzi.

The children's attention was immediately diverted, and they became active again. However, this time, the older children were noticeably quieter, silently helping the younger children get their food and handing them spoons.

Children are forgetful, and they quickly forgot about the incident while eating. They began to turn their attention to the little girl, showing great affection for this angelic little girl.

Little Douzi felt a little shy under so many eyes and shrank back behind Lin Ye's legs, but couldn't help but peek out with her big, dark eyes, looking around curiously.

The children all gathered around the little boy without prior arrangement.

"Ling'er, how old are you?"

"Your clothes are so pretty!"

"Where are you from?"

"Can you draw? Let's draw together!"

Xiao Douzi was a little reserved at first, but the children's enthusiasm and kindness quickly won her over.

She answered the questions quietly. When a little girl with a high ponytail took her hand and invited her to draw at a small table in the art classroom next door, she looked up at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye nodded encouragingly to her, telling her to go and have fun.

Little Douzi's eyes lit up, and he followed.

Soon, the children's laughter rang out.

They huddled together, using colorful crayons to draw crooked but vibrant suns, houses, flowers, and little people holding hands on the paper.

The children eagerly showed Ye Ling'er their paintings and taught her how to draw birds. Their laughter was as clear and crisp as a string of silver bells tinkling in the wind.

"Look! This is me! This is you! We're inside the house!"

"Ling'er, the little flowers you drew are so pretty! Can you draw one for me?"

"Wow, your sun is blue! How strange!"

After finishing her drawing, someone shouted, "Let's go play on the slide!" and the children swarmed around Ye Ling'er and rushed to the outdoor activity area.

Several older children acted like loyal little guards, protecting the main group on both sides.

"Ling'er, little sister, let me push you! Let's swing high!"

"You need to go up the slide this way!"

"Haha, Ling'er, you're so light!"

Ye Ling'er was carefully helped onto the swing. Her two little hands gripped the ropes on both sides tightly, and she sat up straight, looking a little nervous.

"Ready? One, two, three!"

The little boy behind gave it a push, and the swing slowly swung up.

The feeling of weightlessness made Xiaodouzi let out a soft "ah," but she quickly adjusted and was then gripped tightly by a novel, exhilarating sensation.

As the swing rose higher and higher, her vision rose and fell with it. She saw the blurry mountain shadows in the distance, the warm lights shining from inside the building, and her friends below, smiling and clapping.

Little Douzi completely relaxed, a smile slowly spreading across her face, accompanied by a clear and cheerful giggle.

Lin Ye leaned against a pillar not far away, watching Xiao Douzi's happy smiling face in the afterglow of the setting sun, and his expression unconsciously relaxed.

Lu Hongmei walked over at some point and stood beside him, also looking at the group of children playing. Her gaze fell on Xiao Douzi, full of affection.

"What a good child..." she sighed softly, her heart aching with endless sorrow.

"That kid Xiao Fan... even when he was still a teenager, he always thought about taking care of younger children, especially you. You two are as close as brothers..."

Lin Ye lowered his eyes, his hands unconsciously clenched in his sleeves, and remained silent.

Lü Hongmei wiped her eyes and changed the subject.

"I've already contacted the funeral team; they're the best in Haicheng. They'll come tomorrow to discuss the specific procedures and arrangements. I also checked the almanac, and three days from now is an auspicious day for burial. How about we set it for that day?"

"Okay." Lin Ye nodded. "You can arrange it."

"And another thing," Lü Hongmei paused, then continued.

"I was thinking, Xiao Fan... left so suddenly, and the other children in the yard are still young and don't understand."

"Tomorrow... I'll contact those kids who've already left. After all, they're Xiaofan's brothers and sisters he grew up with. If you have time, come see him off..."

She raised her head and looked at the sunset on the horizon, as if that would make her tears flow back.

"When a person passes away, someone has to see them off. It can't be too lonely, and Xiao Fan can't feel... alone."

"Mm," Lin Ye replied, turning his gaze away from the playing children.

It shouldn't be too deserted.

In the Great Flame Kingdom, countless people have received favors from Ye Fan.

Perfect timing! Let's do a live stream and let them all watch.

Come, everyone, to see Ye Fan off on his final journey.

By the way...

A barely perceptible, icy smile curved Lin Ye's lips.

Add fuel to the fire of anger that has already spread like wildfire!

……

Time flies by; three days is neither a long nor a short time.

But it was enough for the funeral team to set up the mourning hall solemnly, enough for Lü Hongmei to notify all the children she could contact, and enough for Lin Ye to confirm all the procedures.

That morning, Lin Ye led Xiao Douzi through the main courtyard of the orphanage and headed towards Ye Fan's mourning hall.

The mourning hall was set up in the main hall of the new courtyard next to the orphanage.

The door and window frames were covered with black cloth curtains that hung long down to the ground and swayed gently in the wind.

On either side of the huge character "奠" (meaning "memorial") on the wall in the very center, mourning couplets were hung.

The coffin made of Phoebe zhennan wood is still placed directly below the character "奠" (diàn), but now it is surrounded by many white chrysanthemums.

Layer upon layer of chrysanthemums stretched from the base of the coffin all the way to the outer steps, like a white river flowing quietly.

The coffin lid was half open, and Ye Fan lay quietly inside, dressed in a brand-new set of burial clothes. His hair was neatly combed, and his face was peaceful, as if he were just asleep.

The hall was filled with wreaths, some of which were made by a master craftsman from Haicheng that Lin Ye had bought at a high price.

Some of them, folded by hand, were made by Lü Hongmei and the older children from the orphanage.

Flowers made of white paper were densely packed on bamboo strips, with cards inserted in the center of each flower that read, "May Brother Ye Fan rest in peace."

Lin Ye was wearing a black suit with a white flower pinned to his breast pocket.

He stepped into the mourning hall, carrying a small bag with a black velvet dress and matching white flowers on her head.

At the same time, Lin Ye mentally called out to the system:

System, start live stream!