Mo Xie felt that he had come to the wrong place, and he was still the opposite kind.

However, given that there are no other villages and towns nearby, it probably doesn't make much sense to 'take off' at this time.

"Take me to the orphanage. ”

Looking at the old man's acting skills, Mo Ye directly gave up the options of 'lonely old man' and 'five-guarantee household'.

"Okay~" The old man felt that he should have a straight face for three or four seconds, and he was satisfied, and he motioned to Mo Ye to follow him.

If the 'market' hasn't changed, at least the orphans shouldn't be actors.

Ten minutes later......

After turning around the village, the old man was too addicted to drama along the way, and in his brain, he should have deeply engraved his image in the news that would be broadcast on time at seven o'clock in the following evening.

That's right, this man is so confident!

But the road will always be finished, and no matter how much he tries to detour, the orphanage will eventually arrive.

It's time for a glamorous curtain call......

The old man turned around and 'faced the camera' one last time.

His face was solemn, and with the help of the snow that had begun to rise, he said the lines that he had been thinking about for a long time:

"The children in the orphanage are quite pitiful, and a few of them have fallen ill in this weather...... Luckily, Dang and ZF didn't forget about them!"

“……”

With these realistic acting skills and heartfelt lines, Mo Xie suddenly had a feeling that society had regressed to when he was still in kindergarten - at that time, he imagined that the world outside the orphanage was like this - only the wise Dang, and the equally discerning ZF who was willing to send warmth to the door at any time.

The orphanage here is just a dilapidated compound, with most of the paint peeling off from the vermilion gates, and a wooden sign hanging next to the door that reads "Children's Home" in black charcoal.

The props, the scenes, and even the guides are professional.

Mo Xie felt that today was probably in vain.

Still, he stepped forward and knocked on the door, shouting the line that made him almost burst out laughing.

"Open the door!

Oh, my God......

What a terrifying line......

"Squeak!"

The rusty iron door was opened from the inside, although Mo Ye had already used his perception to explore the world behind the door before the door was opened.

Behind the door was a group of children in cotton clothes and an old woman.

They also seemed to know in advance that there would be a visit today, so they gathered early.

These children were probably not orphans, but should have been 'borrowed' from their families—this is evident from their round faces and the eyes that were buried without sorrow.

Well, seeing this scene, Mo Ye completely believed that he had run in vain this time.

If the next plot is written, it should be similar to a channel's "cadres go to the grassroots".

So let's omit the words that are destined to hurt the viewer's body and mind......

The "shooting" took about 40 minutes, and everyone was very professional, after all, this is probably not the first time this kind of thing has happened......

They are all people who have seen big scenes, and everyone can count them.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Xie walked out of the village without any help-seekers, and the real thing he needed to do could not be done here.

"Drop!"

Taking out his phone from the necklace space, Mo Xie received a reply from Aunt Wang and several missed calls.

"Mo Xie...... You're finally out of luck, and I originally wanted you to come back with some wool, but the orphanage hasn't paid me for three months in a row, so forget it. You're still there, but if you don't come back a year ago, you're going to be sold for scrap!"

Aunt Wang is the richest person in the circle of the orphanage in Mo Xie's impression, and she is the only one who has a mobile phone.

"What's the situation, is there another problem with the orphanage's finances?" Mo Xie frowned, but the next moment he slapped his head fiercely!

"Hey, I'm stupid!"

Yes, it is only now that I realized that there is an easier way, which can no longer be described as a word 'stupid'.

"Send me the account of the orphanage, I made a sum of money a year ago, I will give you some money first. By the way, I'll wait for me to get the New Year's goods or something. ”

After weighing his bank deposits, Mo Xie remembered that he had deposited some money in the bank last time when he was idle and bored, but he couldn't remember the exact amount.

It's about 20,000, right......?

Even Mo Xie couldn't remember how much money he had brought with him when he walked into the bank on a whim.

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Pumice Town, streets that are lagging behind the modernization process.

"Aunt Wang, the grain in the warehouse can probably last for ten days. The woman with a pair of glasses as thick as the bottom of a bottle said to a woman who looked like she should be in menopause, her tone was soft, and there was no blood on her face.

"Hasn't the Red Cross grant come down yet?"

Aunt Wang is a little fat, and women will get fat at this age.

"Nope. The woman with glasses said truthfully, "Why don't you wait for me to urge again?" Lao Liu should be on duty this afternoon, and he should be very talkative. ”

"Save it, is it the first time you've been there? Hehe, these people, how long has the old dean been gone before he has changed?!" Aunt Wang wanted to say a lot of passionate words, commonly known as "scolding the street", but she didn't say it after all.

She was already tired, whether it was running the Red Cross or the Welfare Bureau, or the ZF office.

The good things have been said, and the threshold has been leveled.

"Hold on a little longer and let the kitchen people try to cook porridge as much as possible. Aunt Wang sighed helplessly, she took out her mobile phone and flipped through the address book over and over again.

It seems that there is no way to count on official support, and it is better to see if any of the friends or orphans who have come out of the orphanage and have established themselves in society can borrow some money to help temporarily.

"Aunt Wang, have you forgotten that we have been drinking porridge since five days ago......" The glasses girl sighed, she touched her forehead, "The number of days I just said is already counted in terms of 'drinking porridge'. ”

It seems that Aunt Wang is already drinking porridge and drinking confused.

"None of the children who went out before were successful, or should we find a way to get a charity fundraiser?" said the glasses woman, her brow furrowed.

"Alright, Xiaomei, you're the most accomplished of those guys...... If you hadn't come back to help, the orphanage would have closed half a year ago, and now at least there is water and electricity. Aunt Wang smiled bitterly, "Your electrician level is really not ordinary......

"Shh......h Whispered......" The glasses woman covered Aunt Wang's mouth, and she looked around vigilantly.

That's right, if she hadn't secretly reconnected the wires, the orphanage at this time would have been cut off a long time ago. As for the water, you don't have to worry about it from the beginning, because there is an old well in the orphanage.

It is illegal to change wires to steal electricity, although the investigation is not strict, but once it is caught by someone with a heart, the consequences are extremely strict.

"Buzz ......"

Just when the glasses girl vigilantly searched with her eyes to see if Aunt Wang's momentary gaffe had been heard by someone on the street, Aunt Wang's mobile phone rang

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