In this Western restaurant, a group of children are eating Western food, they don't know how to use knives and forks, and some simply eat with their hands.

There were still many customers in the restaurant, many of them were foreigners, but they also heard Wen Hao's singing just now.

Some understand Chinese, some don't understand Chinese, but some friends who understand Chinese translate the content of the lyrics for them.

In addition, this song is Wen Hao's cover of his favorite rock star Huang Jiaju's song, and the heart-wrenching tune shocked the people present.

Even foreigners who couldn't understand the meaning of the song were also infected by the tune of the song, and after listening to the gist of their translated lyrics, they praised it again and again, saying that the song was well done and the words were well written.

There are also many foreign women who also show sympathy, and when these children enter the restaurant, they do not arouse their disgust, but some people have some disgust and do not show it in public.

Sitting opposite the children were two Chinese women, Song Qingling and He Xiangning, who were accompanying the children.

They originally wanted to meet Wen Hao, who was singing, but who knew that after he threw the child to the restaurant proprietor, he also threw all the money and things donated to her, and then he himself ran away without a trace.

Although they didn't see Wen Hao, they still came in to see these orphans who had lost their parents, and talked to the proprietress in English, the proprietress also came back from abroad for a few years, and the two talked happily.

When I learned that the little girl seemed to have met the young man before.

"Little girl, how did you meet that big brother of yours?" He Xiangning asked the little girl who still had cream on her mouth.

"My parents took me out on the street when I accidentally bumped into him, and he taught me to sing?" The little girl muttered as she ate.

"Oh, what song did he teach you to sing?" Song Qingling asked curiously.

"Little Apple." The little girl said without raising her head.

"Did you give you a small apple to eat, so you told us?" When the proprietress heard this, she thought that the little girl wanted to eat the little apple.

"It's not just called Little Apple." The little girl said impatiently.

"Oh, isn't the title of the song called Little Apple?" He Xiangning asked.

"That's right." The little girl nodded vigorously.

"Can you sing it to us?" He Xiangning wondered what kind of song could this person who could make such a loving song, a song specially composed for these children who were devastated by the war, could make such a song.

"Of course, when my parents were around, they especially liked to listen to me sing this song, and sometimes sang it with me. But now they're gone. "The little girl thinks of her mom and dad when she sings this song these days.

So the little girl's singing sounded in the restaurant, although there was some faint sadness in such a cheerful song, but such a light song was quickly conquered. All the people in the restaurant.

In addition, Wen Hao also taught the little girl some simple movements of square dancing, and the little girl's innocent and cute appearance, everyone was moved by the little girl's optimistic spirit.

When Song Qingling saw this, she couldn't help but put the little girl in her arms after dancing, "You are really our cute little apple, remember the song that sung and planted seeds." There will be hope, and you will grow up happily. ”

"By the way, Boss Li, how do you arrange these children?" He Xiangning saw that although these children could eat inside, they couldn't eat here every day, after all, people still had to do business.

"Actually, I think there are quite a few people who want to adopt these children and think they are very pitiful. I don't know if this will work. Boss Li said.

"In this way, Sister Song has set up a relief society for women and children, just leave this matter to them to arrange." He Xiangning said to her.

"That's a great look. In fact, there are many such children in Shanghai who need relief, and with this special organization, they will have a good place to go and will not live on the streets. Boss Li said happily.

"But I have a request, I want to adopt this little girl??" Boss Li said to Song Qingling.

"I want to adopt this child too." Before she could finish speaking, she made the same request.

"I want to adopt too." There was also a white woman on the side.

As a result, this little girl was scrambling to adopt her.

"That's not going to be easy, is it? There are so many people who love this little girl. Song Qingling didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"I'm not going there, I'm just staying here." The little girl stopped hearing this.

"I knew that Xiao Nan liked me." Boss Li couldn't close his mouth when he heard the music, and reached out to pick up the little girl.

"I don't like you, I'm waiting for my big brother to come to me, I'm afraid I won't find me anywhere else." Little girl, her simple words. Everyone laughed.

"Little villain, Auntie is unhappy with this, aren't you afraid that I will abuse you? Say you like Auntie. When Boss Li heard this, not only was he not angry. I was also laughing happily by the child's childlike playfulness.

"Abused me, and I have to wait for my big brother to come to see me." The little girl said stubbornly.

"Looks like the little apples are going to grow and sprout here." He Xiangning said humorously.

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and it seemed that it was impossible to take the little apple with them.

"Okay, just let this little apple stay with you, and I'll take the rest to the orphanage. Find them the right people to adopt as much as possible. Song Qingling said to Boss Li.

"By the way, did you write down the lyrics and sheet music for the song he sang just now?" He Xiangning asked.

"I wrote down the lyrics, I have a guitarist here, and he has memorized some of them." Boss Li replied.

"Then can you give us a copy, I want to sing this song, so that China can make the world care about these children who have been hurt by the war." Song Qingling immediately thought of letting people care about these children, so that they could be cared for and loved by the society.

"Of course it's okay, but I don't know if I remember it all, so it's probably best to find him himself." Boss Li said.

"We just came to Shanghai, but we only heard Zhao Jingxiang's name, and we didn't know if he was Zhao Jingxiang's younger brother, and I still have to go to the front line to comfort those soldiers. So there is no time these days. Song Qingling said helplessly.

"Why don't you eat something at my place first, and we'll go get ready." Boss Li said.

"Well, seeing these children eating so well, we're a little hungry too." He Xiangning said.

"You eat and wait, and I'll give you the lyrics and music later." Boss Li ordered the food to be served. (To be continued.) )