Chapter 287: The Cry of the Welfare House

As a star, although Mu Xiaodi and their itinerary are not public today, they will inevitably be watched. Especially the paparazzi reporters who come to hear the wind are definitely not lacking.

Mu Xiaodi was accompanied by Qin Luo, but he didn't even save his bodyguards, and even his agent Wang Yue didn't follow.

However, the orphanage is a suburb of Donghai City, surrounded by urban and rural areas, and there are large areas of old houses in the vicinity that are being demolished.

The orphanage in front of me looks a little old from the outside.

"Hey, there are also demolition marks on the outer wall of this orphanage, is it going to be demolished here?" Wen Ya couldn't help but be a little surprised when she looked at the circled demolition words on the wall of the orphanage.

"I see that the houses around here are all being demolished, and it seems that the orphanage is still intact, right?" Zhou Yunting looked around and said.

"The environment here is indeed a bit poor, I hope that after the demolition, the government can arrange a better environment for the children!" Mu Xiaodi couldn't help but nod and said.

"This orphanage is private, and although it is also supported by the civil administration, no one may take care of it if it is demolished!" the male singer named Li Jia reminded with a frown.

"How do you know that civil affairs won't be in charge?" Mu Xiaodi couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this.

"Because I've been in a similar situation before!" Li Jia was silent for a moment, and sighed helplessly.

"Xiao Di, Li Jia is also an orphan!" Wen Ya reminded at this time.

When Mu Xiaodi heard this, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, obviously she didn't know enough about this Li Jia.

"I'm sorry Li Jia, I don't know ......," Mu Xiaodi said apologetically.

"It's okay! When I was a child, I was also in a privately owned orphanage, and the developer said it was going to be demolished. But the civil affairs department will not care whether we live or die at all. Our old dean ran to the civil administration and the municipal government again and again, but the result was in vain, and no one was willing to pay attention to him at all. In the end, our house was demolished by the demolition team. The old dean had no choice but to take the pitiful compensation money, and found a place with a worse environment to temporarily rent a house and settle all the children in the orphanage. Li Jia said softly as he recalled.

"When you were a child, it was more than ten years ago, right? I don't think this kind of thing should happen now!" Mu Xiaodi couldn't help but feel relieved.

"I hope so!" the Li family nodded.

The group had already walked to the door of the welfare home while talking. The director of the welfare home is a middle-aged woman about 50 years old, named Zhao Xiu'e. The appearance is very simple, a little fat, and there is an earnest smile on his face, which gives people a very close feeling.

Probably knowing that Mu Xiaodi and they were coming, Zhao Xiu'e was playing in the middle of the yard with a bunch of children, and looked at the door from time to time.

When she saw Mu Xiaodi and her party, Zhao Xiu'e immediately greeted her with a smile.

Zhao Xiu'e and Mu Xiaodi are very familiar with each other, and it is obvious that Mu Xiaodi is not the first time to come to this welfare home.

When the children saw Mu Xiaodi, they also showed cheerful smiles one by one, and they all gathered around, calling their sister sweetly.

The staff and several bodyguards moved the toys and clothes they had brought from the car into the orphanage.

Mu Xiaodi introduced Qin Luo, Wen Ya and others to the children, and at the same time handed out toys and clothes to the children.

The children were very happy, but Qin Luo found that this happiness seemed to be a little reluctant, as if it was deliberately pretended.

It seemed to verify the idea in Qin Luo's heart, a little girl in red clothes, who was about six or seven years old, couldn't help but cry after receiving the clothes sent by Mu Xiaodi.

"Duoduo, why are you crying? Do you not like this dress? It doesn't matter, there are many more here, which one do you like and pick it yourself?" Seeing the little girl crying, Mu Xiaodi immediately panicked, and hurriedly comforted her.

"You kid, why are you crying so decently?" Zhao Xiu'e's face changed, and she quickly pulled the little girl named Duoduo aside.

Probably because of seeing Duoduo crying, the other children also seemed to be emotionally infected, and their cheerful smiles disappeared, revealing a look of loss and helplessness. Some children also began to cry with Duoduo.

Mu Xiaodi finally saw that something was wrong, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Xiu'e.

"Dean Zhao, what the hell is going on, why are the children unhappy?" Mu Xiaodi asked with a frown.

When Zhao Xiu'e heard this, she couldn't help but look embarrassed, but she wanted to say it and stopped.

Seeing that Zhao Xiu'e didn't speak, Mu Xiaodi immediately squatted in front of Duoduo and asked softly, "Duoduo, tell my sister, what happened?"

"Sister Xiaodi...... I'm sorry...... Zhao's mother said...... She said that the welfare home was demolished, and we almost had no place to live!" said Duoduo, sobbing as she wiped her tears.

After listening to Duoduo's words, the other children also cried even more.

The cries of the children in the welfare home suddenly became one. Even Zhao Xiu'e couldn't help but cover her mouth and choked.

"Even if it is to be demolished, isn't there also compensation? And since it is a welfare home, is it difficult to understand that the civil administration has not arranged another house to build a new welfare home?" Mu Xiaodi asked as he thought about Zhao Xiu'e.

"Xiaodi, the total amount of demolition money for this welfare home is only 100,000, and it is impossible to even find a decent house for them. I asked from the civil affairs side, and they said that we belong to a private organization, and the problem of demolition and relocation is not their responsibility!" Zhao Xiu'e wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and explained helplessly.

"How can this be? I remember that this welfare home is your family's old house, right? It is a civilian residence! Even if it is compensated according to a civilian residence, your house of 200 square meters should not only be worth 100,000 yuan, right?" Mu Xiaodi was a little incredulous.

"They said my house was already dilapidated and uninhabitable. We can only be compensated according to 500 square meters!" Zhao Xiu'e explained helplessly.

Hearing this, Mu Xiaodi wondered if his ears had heard it wrong!

Not to mention that the average price of houses in Donghai City is more than 20,000 yuan, and the urban-rural junction of the suburbs alone starts at least 6,000 square meters. With such a small amount of compensation, where are these children in the orphanage going to live? 100,000 yuan, it is estimated that it is only enough to buy a bathroom in other places, right? I can't even afford a bathroom!