That is, the old dean's insistence, and in the winter of the second year, the old dean came out to check with a flashlight as usual.

When he reached the entrance of the orphanage, he suddenly saw a figure flashing at the door of the orphanage, and when he shone the light there, there was nothing, and then he heard a baby's voice coming from the door.

The old dean hurriedly walked towards the gate, and as he ran, he took a flashlight and shone towards the gate in a trance, and the snow under his feet creaked, crunched.

When the old dean ran to the door, he saw through the crack in the fence that there was a thick futon wrapped in thick snow at the door, and a vigorous cry came from the futon.

At this time, the old dean was extremely excited in his heart, and hurriedly took out a bunch of keys from his pocket outside the heavy face, and in the panic he felt that his hands did not listen to his own call, and the old dean kept reminding himself in his heart that he must be stable and relaxed.

It took a while for the old dean to stabilize his mind, and his hands were no longer as trembling as before, so he put the flashlight under his armpit, and then found the key to the door by the light.

The old dean hurriedly called the door, and he ran to the futon in one step and two steps, and he saw that the futon was tied with a string to prevent it from falling apart, and the child's head was covered by the corner of the futon.

The old dean just picked up the child, and it was strange to say that the moment the old dean picked up the child, the child's crying stopped.

The old dean gently lifted the corner of the quilt, and he saw a cute round little face, looking at him with a pair of big eyes, as if looking at himself, and then the child showed an innocent smile.

The old dean saw it, the corners of his eyes were hot, he looked at the child, at first glance he felt that he was extremely familiar with this child, just like the feeling of relatives, the old dean couldn't help but kiss the doll lightly on the face, the doll flashed big eyes, and smiled again.

The old dean looked at the child without anything, and he felt that there was still a trace of residual warmth on the appearance of the futon, which meant that the child must have just been put down, and it seemed that the figure he saw just now should be the one who abandoned the child.

The old dean looked around the flashlight in confusion, and found that there was nothing left on the thick snow except for a few rows of footprints, and everything seemed to be covered with silver snow.

"Ah, poor boy. The old dean sighed softly, and then took the child back to the welfare home.

However, in the distance, behind a big tree, a figure walked out, staring at the back of the old dean who left with the little swaddling clothes in his arms, and did not leave for a long time.

The old dean hugged the little swaddling clothes back to the dormitory, and walked all the way The old dean's arms were numb, so he had to put the little swaddling clothes on the bed.

Now the old dean has no choice, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

The loud voice of the little swaddling child successfully attracted everyone's attention, and the teachers in the orphanage all got dressed one after another, and followed the cry to find the old dean's bedroom, and even the children in the orphanage stretched out their heads to look at the old dean's dormitory, but were taken back to sleep by the teachers.

The first to come to the old dean's bedroom was Wang Yuyan, when she saw the old dean holding a small swaddling clothes there, Wang Yuyan immediately overflowed with maternal love, hurriedly walked to the child's side, and took the child from the old dean's hands.

"Where did the dean get the child?" Wang Yuyan asked while holding the child, patting it.

The old dean glanced at the child dotingly and said: "Hey, it's pitiful, when I was checking outside just now, the child I found at the gate is estimated to have just been put down, otherwise it would have been frozen long ago if it was snowing so heavily outside." ”

Wang Yuyan nodded, then looked down at the child in her arms. But it's strange to say that the child didn't cry or make trouble when he came to Yu Yan's arms, and lay quietly in Yu Yan's arms.

Seeing this scene, the old dean said with a wry smile: "This kid, I couldn't coax it just now, but now it's quiet." ”

Wang Yuyan listened, looked at the little swaddling clothes in her arms lovingly, and Wang Yuyan suddenly felt that she could adopt this child.

Just when Wang Yuyan was about to say what she thought, the rest of the teachers rushed over.

"Dean, what's wrong with the dean, we heard a baby crying in your room just now?" spoke to an older teacher, her name was Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing is over forty years old this year, she is the oldest in the orphanage in addition to the old director, and her qualifications are also the oldest, Zhang Jing has a very gentle temper, and she gets along well with all the teachers, she has a beautiful family, a husband who loves her, and a lovely child.

When her child was just three years old, she suddenly had a serious illness, and Zhang Jing and his wife spent all their savings in order to seek medical treatment, but in the end the child unfortunately left this beautiful world.

After the child was gone, Zhang Jing did not come out of the shadows for a long time, but Zhang Jing's husband wanted to have another one, but Zhang Jing couldn't conceive for a long time, and only after an examination in the hospital did he know that Zhang Jing could no longer have children, since then Zhang Jing's husband was like a drunkard, almost every day without home, and also looked for a junior outside, and gave birth to a big fat boy, and then Zhang Jing knew that she couldn't have children, and she didn't blame her husband, but when the wild woman gave birth, Zhang Jing also chose to take care of her, but what she didn't think was that not long after the child was born, her husband handed her a divorce agreement。

When Zhang Jing got the divorce agreement at that time, it was like a bolt from the blue, she never thought that she had made so many concessions, but he would still divorce herself, Zhang Jing was very disappointed in him, signed the divorce agreement, and finally left alone without taking anything from the family.

Penniless, she met the current old dean in the most hungry and cold situation, and the old dean saw her pitiful and took her to the orphanage.

This has been more than ten years, every day she is dedicated and meticulous to the children, in the eyes of the children, Zhang Jing is their mother.

The old dean smiled and beckoned to them, and then pointed to the little swaddling clothes in Wang Yuyan's arms.

Everyone's eyes followed the direction pointed by the old dean, and saw Yu Yan holding a child.

Everyone gathered around at once.

"Hey, this kid's skin is so tender! ”

"yes, yes, look, you see he's still smiling, he looks like he's only a month old!"

Just when a group of young teachers were chattering around the children, Zhang Jing walked to the old dean who was watching everyone happily.

"Dean, where did this kid come from?" Zhang Jing asked with some confusion.

When Zhang Jing asked this sentence, the young teachers also stopped discussing and looked at the old dean curiously.

The old dean looked at everyone around him and cast their eyes on him, and then told everyone in detail what had just happened with a smile.

When he heard that the child had just been put down, Zhang Jing was angry: "People nowadays, I really don't know what to think, why did such a healthy child abandon it like this?"

While speaking, Zhang Jing took the child from Yu Yan's arms, and when she saw the child's sleeping face, Zhang Jing immediately fell in love with the child, and her heart was full of love for the child, and then gently patted the little swaddling clothes rhythmically.

"Dean, why don't you let this child follow me in the future! I have experience in taking care of children, I sleep relatively lightly, I can feel the child when he moves, and I can take care of him at night!" Teacher Zhang Jing said.

The old dean listened and pondered for a moment: "Hmm...... I can also see that you really like this child, and you treat the child very seriously, hand it over to you, I can rest assured, but you still have to go to class during the day, and take care of the children to take a nap at noon, I'm afraid you don't have time during the day!"

After listening to what the old dean said, Zhang Jing suddenly made a difficulty, indeed as the old dean said, he really has no time to take care of the children during the day, and the other teachers are also very busy during the day, and the other children are about to be unable to take care of it, not to mention taking care of a small swaddling baby.

"Dean, let me take care of it during the day!" a gentle voice sounded.

Everyone heard the reputation, and this person turned out to be Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan saw that everyone was looking at herself, and said a little shyly: "I usually teach everyone to draw, sometimes make a cameo in English, my work is quite easy, when the baby wakes up, I can let the children draw by themselves, and when he sleeps, I will teach everyone some simple English, so that both sides will not be delayed." ”

After listening to Wang Yuyan's thoughts, the old dean didn't say a word, patted his thigh and said, "Okay, it's decided." ”

Hearing that the old dean agreed, Wang Yuyan was overjoyed, and Zhang Jing hurriedly joked: "Then one of us will be the eldest mother and the second mother in the future, hahaha!"

Hearing this, everyone burst out laughing, only Wang Yuyan's cheeks were as red as a ripe apple.

While everyone was laughing, one of the teachers suddenly said, "Shouldn't we give our children a name?"

Teacher Zhang Jing nodded, then looked at the old dean and said, "Dean, you can give it up!"

The old dean smiled kindly and said, "In this way, the child follows my surname, hmm...... Although he was abandoned by his closest people, we will treat him as our own child in the future, and I don't want him to have any high achievements in the future, I just hope that he can live a comfortable and peaceful life in the future. ”

Speaking of this, the old dean looked at the little swaddling clothes in Zhang Jing's arms with a smile, and finally said slowly: "Then I will call you from now on: Chen Yi!"

Then everyone discussed it together for a while and then dispersed.