Chapter Ninety-Eight: Sad Words

"Do you think these children are cute?" Ding He smiled and said to the live broadcast room, "If you like children, please pay attention to these welfare children and give your own love!"

"The children are so cute, it's heart-wrenching!"

"Alas, this month's cigarette money is donated!"

"Can I leave a contact information for my donation?"

"I hope these children can grow up healthy!"

Through the lens of the live broadcast room, looking at the children behind them, the audience was very touched.

Ding He saw the barrage and asked Teacher Zhou: "Teacher Zhou, do we have an address or account for loving donations?"

Teacher Zhou heard Ding He's inquiry, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and replied: "The address can be directly written in the Pujiang Central Welfare Institute of Pujiang Province! The love account is from the Agricultural Bank of China, 622848XXXXXXXXXXXXX!"

Ding He repeated the account again in the live broadcast room, and said to the old irons: "Welfare children really need everyone's love!"

As he was talking, Mr. Zhou's phone rang and he walked outside the door to answer the phone. Seeing Teacher Zhou go out, the children couldn't hold back their curiosity anymore, walked down from their seats, and surrounded Ding He.

"Big brother, big brother!" The children surrounded Ding He and said nonsense, "What is this, big brother?"

Ding He turned around and introduced to the children: "This is the guitar, it is for singing! This is for live broadcasting, and this is the mobile phone ......."

Ding He was very patient and answered the questions of the curious baby one by one. The children were a little cringe, and they only dared to point to various things from a distance and ask questions.

"You...... Okay!" Suddenly, Ding He felt that his trouser legs were being tugged, and the voice of a little girl who was cowering came.

Ding He lowered his head and saw a white little girl with big watery eyes, the back of her head on the left and the right, with two small braids, looking straight at Ding He.

"What's the matter, little sister?" Ding He picked up the little girl, looked into the little girl's eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Brother...... Brother, are you ...... My dad...... "The little girl's eyes dodged, and she said timidly.

Ding He looked at the little girl, that kind of evasive look, and suddenly felt very sad. Ding He could see that deep expectation in the little girl's big eyes.

Ding He's nose was sour, he didn't know what to say, his eyes were full of tears, and he felt a deep distress.

"Are you...... My dad ...... Dad?" The little girl looked at Ding He, her voice became quieter, and asked again.

Ding He really didn't know how to answer, and the hope in the little girl's eyes gradually turned into disappointment. Ding He really couldn't bear it, he didn't want to disappoint the little girl, so he endured his sadness and said to the little girl: "Yes, I'm your father!"

"Really?" The disappointment in the little girl's eyes disappeared in an instant, and she asked Ding He very excitedly.

"Yes, really!" Ding He looked at the little girl, couldn't afford to refuse, and said again with certainty.

"Really! great!" The little girl was very excited, struggling on Ding He, and shouted happily, "Wow, I have a father, Niuniu has a father!"

Seeing the little girl shouting happily, the other children were full of admiration, looking at the Niu Niu in Ding He's arms. Ding He couldn't bear to look at these pitiful little eyes, so he couldn't bear to be sad and said: "Brother will be everyone's father in the future, everyone can call me Dad Ding!"

"Can I too?" a skinny little boy looked at Ding He pitifully, asking uncertainly.

Ding He hugged Niuniu in his arms, touched the little boy's head, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am also your father, your father Ding!"

"Oh, that's great, I have a dad too!" Not only Niu Niu and the little boy, but all the children cheered in unison.

At this time, after Mr. Zhou finished the call, he walked in from outside the room and looked at the cheering children in the room. Teacher Zhou didn't know what was going on, so he smiled and asked, "What's wrong? I've only been out for a while, why are I so happy?"

The children ran away from Ding He, circled around Teacher Zhou happily, and shouted happily: "Mother Zhou, I have a father, we have a father!"

"What, Dad?" Teacher Zhou was a little puzzled, then looked at Ding He and asked softly, "I wasn't there just now, what happened?"

Ding He looked at the cute children, smiled and explained: "I see that the children are very cute, and I decided to be the father of the children!"

"You ......" Zhou's mother suddenly blushed, lowered her head, and looked at Ding He embarrassedly.

Ding He looked at Teacher Zhou's blushing face, and then came back to his senses, and hurriedly explained to Teacher Zhou: "No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Teacher Zhou looked at Ding He, blushing and having a thick neck because he was in a hurry, covered his mouth and laughed, and said to Ding He: "It's okay, I understand! You are a good person!"

"En, I just don't want children, I don't have fatherly love, and I don't mean to take advantage of you. Ding He listened to Mr. Zhou's words, and his hanging heart was relieved, and he said with some embarrassment.

Teacher Zhou was very understanding, did not bother with the problem of his parents and titles, but thanked Ding He and said: "Really, thank you! I know, the children have always longed for a father! I know that it must be them, and I pestered you to ask again." It's okay, if you regret it sometimes, just tell me! But I hope that when you don't, you can give your child some fatherly love. ”

After listening to Teacher Zhou's words, Ding He said very cautiously: "No, the children are very cute, I like them very much, it's good to be a father for them!"

"It's good to like the children!" Teacher Zhou listened to Ding He's words, smiled softer, and said with a smile, "You don't have to have any burden, as long as you can often take time to see the children!"

"I will!" Ding He nodded heavily and agreed.

Teacher Zhou smiled at Ding He, and then said to the children, "It's time for class, the children are back in their seats!"

"Got it, Mother Zhou!" the children responded obediently, and then jumped up and down one by one and walked back to their seats.

Ding He also put down Niuniu in his arms, and watched Niuniu return to her seat, Ding He was ready to continue to teach the children live broadcast.

"I feel so sad, I didn't expect it to be like this!"

"These children are so naïve, but they ......"

"The anchor will send you a sports car for your love!"

"I decided to donate all of my little coffers!

Seeing the scene just now, the fans in the live broadcast room were very touched, and the barrage and small gifts continued, venting the faint bitterness in their hearts.

"Can you be my father?" is a simple sentence, but it contains how much the children have to expect.