After eating at noon, taking advantage of her daughter's lunch break, Zhao Yunmin remembered what Wang Ming mentioned in the morning, so she took a taxi to the orphanage, wanting to see how the specific situation was here, and then wanting to provide some help to the children in the orphanage. She had been exposed to some work in this area in the province, so she was far more experienced in the rescue work of orphanages than ordinary people.

After the two sides met unexpectedly, Wang Ming introduced Grandma Chen and Zhao Yunmin to each other.

Knowing that Zhao Yunmin, a kind-hearted person, came to the orphanage to help because of Wang Ming, Grandma Chen, who was worried about the children, felt a little better.

Seeing the dilapidated houses of the orphanage and those poor children, Zhao Yunmin was also very sad, and his opinion of Wang Ming changed slightly.

While everyone was talking, Zhao Yunmin suddenly asked after learning more about the orphanage: "Old man, is your orphanage public or private?" If it's public, I might be able to help you find a way to get you into the provincial orphanage, so that these children can be better cared for. ”

Zhao Yunmin's words made Wang Ming's eyes light up, and it made him find a new direction for these children.

When Chen Wanzheng, who was standing on the side, heard Zhao Yunmin's words, he looked thoughtfully at the architectural layout and environment of the orphanage.

"Does this work? In the early years, our orphanage was set up by some well-wishers, so it was private, right? A few years ago, there was also a kind person who talked about this method, and then under his running, we became public. And then the situation hasn't changed much. It's just that Dean Yu came, and there was one more person to take care of the children in the hospital. ”

Who knew that Grandma Chen shook her head when she heard Zhao Yunmin's words.

"There should be a distinction between public and private. How so? ”

Zhao Yunmin couldn't help but wonder when he heard Grandma Chen's words.

She works in the relevant departments of the provincial government, because she is usually exposed to some work matters related to orphanages, so she knows a little about this. Only then did I wonder if I could do something for these children in the orphanage while completing Wang Ming's entrustment.

Wang Ming, who was originally standing on the side, also had the same doubts, but when he heard Zhao Yunmin ask at this moment, he remembered the Dean Yu who had just been taken away by the police, and his heart was a little abrupt.

"How can I, an old woman, know about these public affairs. Now that there is such a big thing going on in the orphanage, and there is no one around to talk to, I have to talk to the good Samaritan about it, and discuss it by the way. People have been taking care of the children here for almost ten years, and if something really happens to us here, we have to give someone an explanation. ”

Seeing Zhao Yunmin mention the matter of the public orphanage in the province, Grandma Chen shook her head and sighed.

As she spoke, Grandma Chen got up tremblingly and walked into the room and pulled out an old-fashioned notebook that was a little yellowed.

She climbed out of the yellowed door and walked to the door, rummaging in the sunlight for something.

Wang Ming, who was standing on the side, approached with curiosity and looked at the notebook.

"These are all the accounts we have kept over the years, and they are all the names of some well-wishers who have donated money and materials. Some well-wishers left their names and contact information, and some well-wishers did not write their names. But we wrote down all the money and things, as well as their kindness. When the children grow up and have a chance, let them thank these kind people no matter what. ”

Grandma Chen flipped through the old-fashioned notebook that was a little yellowed but still well-preserved, and was also talking to Wang Ming and the others beside her.

As she flipped it, Wang Ming and the others also saw that there were some neat, crooked, or transparent handwriting on this yellowed notebook to record all kinds of information.

"On August 21, 1979, I received 3 yuan from a well-wisher Ding Lin and two catties of millet ......"

"In June 1983, I received 7 yuan from the well-wisher Li Haohua, ten catties of flour, and 3 pieces of old clothes......"

"In October 1996, I received 120 yuan from the well-wisher Wang Dingguo, 5 pieces of children's clothes, and 5 pairs of stationery supplies......"

"In October 1996, I received 50 yuan from Yang Qian, a well-wisher, and 3 pieces of old clothes......"

"In November 1996, I received 230 yuan and 30 catties of ......flour from the well-wisher Wang Dingguo."

"In December 1996, I received a ...... from the well-wisher Wang Dingguo"

"In January 1997, I received the ...... from the well-wisher Wang Dingguo"

……

"In August 2003, I received the ...... from the well-wisher Wang Dingguo"

When turning to the last seven or eight pages, a name named Wang Dingguo appeared repeatedly, almost once a month, and the money and goods donated were included, as well as daily necessities, school supplies, and so on.

Chen Wanzheng and Zhao Yunmin, who were standing on the side, saw this, and they were also silently calculating some of the amount figures and so on. And the result of the calculation made them feel slightly surprised in their hearts.

According to the average salary level from the 90s to the present, the monthly donation figure of this person named Wang Dingguo is more than half of the average salary of the vast majority of ordinary people. Over the years, this amount of money is already a lot of money. And the most critical point is that from 96 to the present, the money and goods he has sent have hardly been separated by a month, and they have slowly increased year by year, month by month.

As for Wang Ming, who was standing on the side, he was also a little surprised when he saw Grandma Chen turn to the last few pages and repeatedly appear the name 'Wang Dingguo'.

"As long as the children who grow up from us, every one of them must carefully turn over this little book. Let them remember these well-wishers, and let them do more virtuous deeds when they go out. This kind person has been sponsoring us for more than ten years. What a good person, it's a pity...... Alas. ”

After turning over the names of the people and the items donated in front of me, the last few pages are the contact information of some well-wishers.

When she finally turned to the person named 'Wang Dingguo', Grandma Chen shook her head and sighed lowly.

"Is that what you're talking about? What does he do? ”

Hearing Grandma Chen's words, Wang Ming carefully looked at the phone number written down by Yu Ji Benzai, and took out his mobile phone to dial it.

"Doctor Wang, I'll come, this is the area code of the province. I think I've heard this name somewhere, so maybe I know him. ”

At this time, seeing that Wang Ming was about to make a call, Zhao Yunmin, who was standing on the side, said loudly and had already dialed the phone number recorded in the notebook.

Seeing this name, she vaguely remembered that at that time, in order to run her daughter's job transfer, when she asked others about Deputy Director Wang's family situation, someone seemed to have mentioned this name, and this person seemed to be Deputy Director Wang's brother or younger brother.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yunmin had an extra thought in his heart.

If you can do this good thing at the same time, and then have a relationship with Deputy Director Wang's family, then it will be a little helpful for her daughter's job transfer.

It was said that the book was written down with a landline phone number, and Zhao Yunmin called for a while, but no one answered there.

While waiting for the phone to be connected, Zhao Yunmin gently shook his head to Grandma Chen, Wang Ming and the others beside him.

"Alas...... Every time, the kid was probably drunk again. What day of the week is today? On a Sunday, he might have a relative at home answering the phone. ”

Seeing that no one answered the phone for a while, Grandma Chen couldn't help but shake her head.

Just as Zhao Yunmin and the others were waiting to answer the phone, there were bursts of rapid phone ringing in an old house in Yunhua Province.

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The old residence of the royal family in the province.

Finally, on Sunday, there was not much to do, and the two sisters, Wang Xia and Wang Can, who worked in the Provincial Department of Communications, returned to the old house to visit their brother.

As soon as I opened the door and entered the house, the smell of alcohol in the house greeted me.

On the sofa, a middle-aged man with unkempt hair was sleeping there with his feet full of alcohol.

The phone in the living room rang hard but no one answered.

"Xiaoyue's child lives in the second aunt's house, if only she took care of her brother at home. Alas, all day long is drinking and drinking! Drink it at noon and drink it again in the evening! I don't even go to work! ”

Wang Can saw the mess in the house, and saw his brother Wang Dingguo lying on the sofa drunk and falling asleep, and couldn't help but stomp his feet angrily.

"It's been more than ten years, brother, you don't know it, what's the way to be angry? You go and answer the phone to see who called, I'll see if there's any water, pour him some water to sober up. ”

Wang Xia couldn't help but sigh when she heard her sister's words, and then poured water for her brother with a headache.

If it weren't for the fact that she now has a little real power in the hall, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to find a job for her brother. He wouldn't have known about alcoholism all day long like he does now.

But she, who is a younger sister, doesn't help take care of her brother, can she let this brother fall down in decadence alone? Watching him starve himself to death?

Thinking of her brother's family, Wang Xia felt sad and helpless.

"Hello."

Bypassing the messy living room, Wang Can walked to the phone and picked up the phone.

"Hello, I want to find Wang Dingguo, is he here?"

Zhao Yunmin listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, and felt quite familiar for a while, but he was a little uncertain.

"Huh? Are you looking for my brother, is there anything wrong? ”

Wang Can on the other end of the phone heard Zhao Yunmin's voice and felt a little familiar for a while, and subconsciously looked down at the caller ID on the phone.

When Wang Can saw that the mobile phone number displayed on the caller ID was a little familiar, he took out his mobile phone easily, and then tried to dial the phone number.

As soon as the phone number was dialed, Zhao Yunmin's name was displayed on the phone, and Wang Can hung up the mobile phone that was dialing.

"I have something about the Huayang City Orphanage and want to find Wang Dingguo, there is a little situation in the orphanage, and Grandma Chen here wants to talk to him."

Zhao Yunmin vaguely felt that this voice was like the voice of the deputy director of the provincial Taiwan Wang, but she was not sure, as she was talking at the moment, she was also thinking that it might not be Wang Can.

"It's Yun Min from the Propaganda Department, right? Is your Yufei sick better? I'm Wang Can from Provincial Taiwan. Why did you end up running to the orphanage? ”

After confirming that it was Zhao Yunmin, he heard that she was calling for the orphanage, and Wang Can couldn't help asking.

Wang Xia, who was busy on the side, couldn't help but look up at her when she heard her sister's words.

At this time, Wang Dingguo, who woke up in a daze when he heard the movement, also looked around drunkenly, and when he heard 'orphanage', his wandering eyes finally had some focus.

"Orphanage...... Solitary...... What happened to the orphanage? Come...... Let me ...... Let me answer the phone. ”

Swaying and struggling to stand up from the sofa, Wang Dingguo walked to the phone.

Wang Xia, who was standing on the side, saw her brother like this, and hurriedly came over to help him.

"Gross!"

Wang Xia just helped her brother Wang Dingguo, and Wang Dingguo threw up on the sofa with a 'wow'.

Wang Xia patted Wang Dingguo's back and gave her sister Wang Can a look.

Their brother has been an alcoholic for more than ten years, and there is only one thing left for his life.

If there was anything else that could make him a little more sober, it was probably one of the few things that happened to him in Huayang City.

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