Women are natural shopaholics, and Tang Yu herself is no exception, with money in her hands, and when she is in a good mood, she naturally will not treat herself badly.

She and Du Juan went to the big market of the supply and marketing cooperative, constantly buying and buying, but the salesmen were all happy, as for Lu Xiangyang, he naturally became a porter for the two.

Tired of shopping, a few people filled their internal organs outside, and then they went home with a large bag.

This scene naturally fell in the eyes of many people in the dormitory compound, and they all muttered in their hearts, isn't the Lu family developed?

There are many people with red eyes, and there are naturally more people who come to the Lu family to probe their brains, and they all want to know what's going on, after an orphan girl lives with a pair of mother and son who pick up rags for a living, life is suddenly better, how to look at it and make people suspicious.

Regarding the speculation of outsiders, Tang Yu didn't explain it except that she felt a little annoyed, anyway, it wasn't her who wanted to know the secrets of the Lu family. Tang Yu is also unwilling to waste her time on this, she still has a lot of meaningful things to do, such as doing good deeds and cultivating merits.

"Do you remember your original orphanage?" Lu Xiangyang carried a big red, white and blue one, which contained some easy-to-store food, which Tang Yu bought and was going to send to the orphanage.

Tang Yu also carried a big red, white and blue in his hand, and inside was some stationery, and after listening to Lu Xiangyang's words, he replied: "I was seven years old when I was adopted, and I naturally have memories, and my parents have said it a few times. ”

Tang Xingzhen and his wife have never shied away from her origins.

Lu Xiangyang sighed.

At that time, many people came to the bus stop one after another to wait for the bus, and a suburban minibus came, and Tang Yu hurriedly called Lu Xiangyang.

The two got on a minibus and headed out of the city.

After an hour of bumpy road, the two arrived at Tang Yu's former orphanage, the Divine Orphanage.

The predecessor of the orphanage was an old church, which was bombed during the Republic of China because of the war, and was later repaired by the government and converted into an orphanage to take in orphans under the war, until now.

In addition to government funding, the maintenance of the orphanage depends on donations from some people.

The old main building of the church, the wall is mottled, there are vague bullet holes left by bullets, there is a wall, crawling with creepers, green leaves and vines together, criss-crossed, like a green screen.

Behind the church, there are rows of bungalows for nuns and orphans.

The director of the orphanage, surnamed Liang, is an old nun who has made a vow to serve God for the rest of her life, so she is unmarried and has no children, and has been presiding over the daily life of the orphanage.

Seeing Sister Liang again, Tang Yu felt that time had passed for two lifetimes, and her eyes were slightly wet.

"Are you Ah Yu?" Sister Liang is in her sixties, wearing a pair of glasses, a nun's dress, a cross necklace on her chest, and her eyebrows are kind.

Ah Yu, this name was given to her by Sister Liang, and after being adopted, her adoptive parents directly gave her the surname Tang Mingyu.

"It's me, Sister Liang. Tang Yu stepped forward and put his arms around Sister Liang's waist, leaned his face against her chest, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

has lived two lives, she is not without grievances, she didn't know how to complain in her previous life, and in this life, it is no longer necessary.

But in the face of this person who gave her warmth at the earliest, Tang Yu's grievances still couldn't stop turning into tears and spreading out.

Lu Xiangyang watched from the side, a little surprised, it turned out that the little poor would cry.