After Fang Zhihe said "thank you", he took the thick green album, and then gently opened it, and posted a 10-inch group photo on the first page of the album, and there were two 7-inch small photos under the group photo, one of which showed a little girl wearing a white T-shirt skirt holding a trophy, the little girl's face showed an innocent smile, a pair of big eyes, like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and bright.

I don't know why, Fang Zhihe felt that those eyes were particularly good-looking, so he couldn't help but look at them for a while.

"There's more!" spoke an old woman in her fifties, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging from the bridge of her nose and a kind smile on her face.

Fang Zhihe raised his eyes and looked at the old woman, and flipped back.

"Fluffy is a very obedient child, and sensible, often helping us with our work, sometimes helping to make teaching aids together, sometimes helping with cleaning. ”

"Then will she speak?" Fang Zhihe's tone was obviously urgent.

"Yes, why not......! Why do you ask?" the old woman looked at Fang Zhihe suspiciously, and asked.

For now, she's ...... Can't speak normally. ”

"This ...... What's going on?" the old woman's cloudy eyes were filled with surprise and worry.

"This is not very clear, I also came to Lizhou this time to find out the reason and find an effective way to communicate with her, so I hope that the dean will provide more useful information. ”

The old woman nodded, tears welled up in her eyes, "I was only 4 years old when I was sent, that day it was the winter solstice, it was very cold, a group of us gathered around to make dumplings, and after seeing the dumplings on the board, I grabbed them directly and put them in my mouth, I was frightened, and quickly picked her up and pulled out the raw dumplings in her hand." She didn't cry, but the fear in her eyes was real, and I asked her if she was hungry, and she nodded timidly, so I took her to the office and handed her a box of biscuits on the desk. She looked at me and took the cookie after a while!"

Fang Zhihe suddenly remembered the first time he saw Lin Rongfu in the cemetery, she looked exactly like what the dean said, with panic and fear in her eyes.

"Why was she sent here? Do you know that?"

Dean Jiang looked at Fang Zhihe, adjusted his mood and replied, "I don't know much about this, but most of the able-bodied children like her are sent to the welfare home because of family changes." ”

Fang Zhihe let out an "um" and asked again: "Then how old did she leave?"

"At the age of fifteen, an art teacher took a fancy to her work and took her away, and I heard that she had been sponsoring her to complete her high school course, but I don't know what happened to her!"

"Do you have the contact information for that teacher?"

You should know that it is impossible for us to know the life and destiny of every child. ”

Fang Zhihe's eyes drooped when he heard the end, that is to say, there was no clue about Lin Rongrong's past here, so where did he go to find that art teacher next, and where to find the reason why Lin Rongrong didn't speak.

He lowered his head and thought for a long time without thinking of an answer, so in desperation, he had to get up and say goodbye to the dean and leave the welfare home.