Lu Shanshan's tone and demeanor when she said this were a little strange. How do you say it www.biquge.info it doesn't feel like a subordinate talking to a leader, but a bit like a ...... Full of ambiguous hints.

Xiao Jing's heart thumped a few times.

What do you think of me, I'm different from the big pervert Shao Ning! Does a male leader have something else to do when he asks a female subordinate to go on a business trip? Naturally, I asked you to come here for a serious job, but I still want you to serve the pillow mat!

Xiao Jing smiled: "Don't worry, you can ask for a room in this inn first." When you're rested, we'll talk about it. ”

Lu Shanshan said: "The slave family has a friend in Dinghe County. Since he came, he went to her house to spend the night, and by the way, he reminisced about the old love. Time is pressing, so President Xiao should talk about work first. ”

Xiao Jing pretended to turn his head and cough, and secretly glared at Shao Ning in a seemingly inadvertent moment. Look, it's all your kid's fault that scares other girls!

Shao Ning stared back with a look of disgrief, and his cynical eyes seemed to say: What's wrong with a name? The girl Lao Tzu knows, which one has only met for a day or two, and she is called my son "wronged"!

"Since you have other arrangements, let's make a long story short." Xiao Jing found a table nearby, and the three of them sat down next to the table and had a small meeting.

The shopkeeper did not understand what they were saying. After a while, I saw these three people hurriedly leaving the inn with a large pile of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

It wasn't until two o'clock that Xiao Jing and Shao Ning rushed back with excitement. They seemed to have something to do: the food was delivered to the room, and the lights were on late; Occasionally, the surrounding travelers can hear the voices of arguments that are being tried to be silenced......

Before the next day, the two woke up the little two on duty, and each ran away with a stack of papers.

"Is this to burn paper?" The sleepy-eyed Xiao Er rubbed his eyes and yawned again: "No, it's not Qingming...... Besides, why do you go your own way? ”

It was less than half a day before he knew why.

The streets and alleys of Dinghe County are pasted with things, and this time the paper pasted everywhere is surprisingly large, and it is obviously not the handwriting of the government. As the sky grew brighter, more and more people saw the strange sign. Speaking of which, it is somewhat similar to the list posted by the government when criminals are wanted: on each piece of paper is a bust of a person, and below is the text; The portrait does not seem to have much ink on it, but the few brushstrokes are very expressive, and the image of a lively and cute little boy comes to life through a simple sketch. The most unbearable thing is that he still can't put it down and holds a sweet potato, and he doesn't know what kind of name it is.

Curious, someone naturally read it out loud:

"My name is sweet potato. Actually, I don't know what I'm called. I heard that when I was five years old, I was wandering outside, and I was so hungry that I shaved someone else's sweet potato. As a result, I met a kind person, and he sent me to the Salesian Bureau, and then I was called a sweet potato.

When I got here, I had a lot of friends. There are iron cows, eight catties, big joy, and little six, and everyone is together every day, and they have a good time. If only I didn't grow up, I really want to live like this.

One day, however, the Iron Bull was taken away. I heard that it was his father and mother who came to pick him up; However, I already knew that his father and mother had died in the plague, and he was the only one left in the family.

Those two people were not his father and mother, but they were very good to him. When they came, they also took delicious food and distributed it to everyone. Tie Niu didn't want to leave, but as soon as his 'mother' hugged him, he was reluctant to part with those two people.

In the end, he left us behind.

Bajin and Daxi both said that he was not righteous. That's what I said in front of them. But what if I were replaced? To be honest, I envy him.

I hated my biological parents. Why did they give birth to me and leave me behind? What did I do wrong? Other children can be fed and clothed, why do I live a life of relying on well-wishers to help, eat the last meal and not necessarily have the next meal, maybe one day I will freeze to death on the street?

I heard that we are lucky, many little brothers and sisters were drowned just after birth. Compared to them, at least I am still alive, with food and clothing.

I also thought about dying. Rather than live so alone, it is better to die like them, and maybe it will be better.

However, there are many children who have been lost by their parents! They gave me my life, but I didn't believe it: without these ruthless people who left me, I wouldn't be able to live?

After Tie Niu left, I made an appointment with Bajin and Daxi: everyone must live, and live better than their parents, and live a personal life to show all those who feel sorry for us!

Now, I want a father, and I want a mother even more. I won't starve to death in the Salesian's Hospital, but this is not my home.

Dad and mom don't have to hurt me. I'm a bitter child, what haven't I ever seen? I've been beaten, scolded, slept on the street, and almost drowned in a dung pit, what's so terrible?

What I want is a home that can shelter from the wind and rain, even if it doesn't cover the wind and can't eat, it doesn't matter. I can help my parents with their work, as long as they are done and can talk to me......

It would be nice if there was such a day. Although they are not my own fathers and mothers, I will definitely serve them as my own fathers and mothers. When I grow up, I will give them grandchildren, and they will have many, many grandchildren; They wanted me to get ahead, so I went to study. Although I have a headache when I see words, if my father and mother let me study, I must work hard!

Hey, I'm not an iron bull, what's the use of saying so much?

Maybe one day someone will come to the Salesian House and take me away!

Well, there must be such a day! ”

The whole article is childishly tight. It can be seen that it should be dictated by the children of the Salesian Hospital, and someone else is responsible for sorting it out.

Orphans are often precocious, so there is a sense of strength and tenacity in this childish text. His desire to "have a home" is poignant, and then sympathetic; Some people scoffed at first, but at the end, their eyes softened a lot.

There are many such notices in the county, and each one has a child's story written on it. Obviously, the person who made the notice put a lot of effort into it.

This is indeed the case. In order to match more pictures, Miss Lu deliberately drew stick figures, but she was still almost exhausted, which shows the huge workload. If Xiao Jing and Shao Ning hadn't written part of the story a long time ago, how could they have posted the notice in time when it was the adoption meeting the day after tomorrow?

Dinghe County, where only few people have read the newspaper, was suddenly infected by these stories used to warm up. As if to strike while the iron is hot, the day before the adoption meeting, something similar appeared in the villages and towns around the county seat.

Whether it's right or wrong, it's up to you to make the last trembling!