It is an orphanage on the outskirts of the city, very remote and desolate, and the surrounding area is deserted. It was the time of summer vacation, and the acquaintance in the forest was screaming heartbreakingly, upsetting the people for no reason.

But the hot air and the noisy cicadas didn't seem to affect the thin figure in the orphanage at all. She is only about one meter and a half tall, her face is dark and thin, but her eyes are a little different from her peers.

At this moment, she was staring at the admission notice in her hand, this is the admission notice of the first middle school in the city, Jiang Chan has just finished the high school entrance examination, and she was admitted to the first middle school in the city by the end of the crane.

Looking at the bright admission letter, Jiang Chan's gaze was very calm. The dean on the opposite side couldn't bear it: "Jiang Chan, there is no way in the courtyard, it is already very difficult to raise your children, and no one has donated money and materials in the orphanage for many years......"

"Dean, I understand. Jiang Chan stopped the dean's words, "I am very grateful to you for allowing me to finish junior high school, and I will figure out how to study by myself." ”

Although it is said that it is nine years of compulsory education, except for tuition and books, the rest of the food expenses do not need money? Therefore, Jiang Chan can understand the dean's difficulties.

Besides, even if she really hit the luck and was admitted, she never thought that she would let the hospital pay for her education, and the hospital itself would be very difficult to operate, and she couldn't make it worse.

Jiang Chan pursed her lips and picked up the notice: "I'll go back to the room first, don't worry too much, I will solve the tuition matter by myself, and I will take advantage of this summer vacation to go out to work." ”

The dean wanted to speak and stopped, and when he saw Jiang Chan's insistent face, he sighed helplessly: "You kid just admit death, okay, you go to the room first, if you can really think of a way, I won't stop you." ”

Jiang Chan nodded: "I know, Dean, children like us can only rely on themselves, and you have been able to shelter me for so many years, I am really grateful to you." ”

The dean waved his hand and watched as Jiang Chan disappeared into the courtyard. She sighed, and the pu fan in her hand shook again and again, obviously she was also very entangled in making Jiang Chan give up studying.

The camera pans to the dean, who is in her sixties, who came to this orphanage when she was young and dedicated her youth to this orphanage.

She treats every child in the hospital as her own, and she tries her best to satisfy them if she can send them to school. Although she doesn't read much, she knows the truth that knowledge changes fate.

Jiang Chan is a girl she likes very much, a rare child with sound hands and feet in the hospital, and has no physical defects. He is also very hard-working and self-motivated.

In addition to studying, this child also went out to do odd jobs, otherwise according to her intelligence, she would have entered the city No. 1 Middle School with a full scholarship, where would it be a crane tail ranking?

The dean wiped her eyes, she really had no choice, the orphanage needed to be operated, and the tuition fees of key high schools were already very high, and the hospital really couldn't afford it.

Now she can only hope that Jiang Chan can really make up enough for high school tuition in the academy, otherwise she will have nothing to do, and the dean is already thinking about whether to call and contact those previous funders again.

To say that Jiang Chan's child is also a bitter life, like the children in the orphanage, they basically have one kind of physical defect, but Jiang Chan is not, very healthy, and I don't know what kind of person put it at the door of the orphanage.

The dean still remembers that when he first picked up the ginger cicada, it was a small lump, but the clothes around him were well worn, and there was a cicada-shaped pendant hanging around his neck, which looked pretty good.

Since he saw that his family was well-off, how could he put such a child in an orphanage? The director didn't dare to think about the causes and consequences of this, but just told Jiang Chan to protect this pendant well, maybe it would be of great use in the future.

Jiang Chan, who returned to the room, was not as calm as he was in front of the dean, Jiang Chan carefully put the admission letter in the small cabinet, and locked it with a lock, just worried that a naughty child would unintentionally turn it over.

As the eldest child in the hospital, although Jiang Chan doesn't think anyone dares to come to her room, it is better to prevent trouble.

She lay on her back on a small bed less than a meter away, and the creaking sound of the iron bed was unprovoked and upsetting on this hot afternoon. Jiang Chan stared at the ceiling, thinking about how to earn high school tuition in these two limited months.

In fact, according to her grades, she should not be able to take such a small score, but she is usually busy with part-time work, and it is inevitable that she spends a lot less time on studying, and now she can't complain about others after taking such a score.

Jiang Chan put the back of her hand on her eyes, thinking about where she should go to work tomorrow? She is only fourteen years old now, and if it weren't for the dean who falsely reported her age, she wouldn't have been able to study at all.

So now the age on Jiang Chan's ID card is sixteen years old, this age is a bit embarrassing, she is not yet an adult, and ordinary workers really dare not hire her, for fear of another crime of employing child labor.

After a long time, a voice came out of the room vaguely: "Alas, a hero who can't die for a penny can't die!"

She touched the cicada-shaped pendant on her chest and calmed down, why don't you go to Uncle Mo's restaurant tomorrow to have a look? Although Uncle Mo's restaurant doesn't make any money, it's better than not coming at all.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Chan took out a pen and paper and began to plan step by step......

The next day, when the genius was bright, Jiang Chan got up early, cleaned up, and put on her latest dress, which was donated by a well-wisher last year.

It's just that no matter how new the clothes are, after a long time of washing, they will inevitably fade and deform, and now they can only be said to be clean. Jiang Chan pursed his lips, hoping that in addition to going to Uncle Mo's restaurant today, he could find another job in other places.

The breakfast in the orphanage is very simple, white rice porridge, cucumbers grown in the courtyard, and mixed with a little salt. Jiang Chan drank porridge without raising his head, and the dean looked at Jiang Chan's dress and sighed silently.

A little boy about six years old walked up to Jiang Chan's lap: "Sister, where are you going today?"

This child is a congenital rabbit lip, obviously it is just a minor operation, but the hospital's funds are really tight, and he has no ability to do it at all, and the dean can only hope that there will be funding from well-wishers in the future to let An An do a good job.