Qi Hanmo drove to the Holy Fort Orphanage in the western suburbs after several twists and turns.

The white luxury Porsche parked at the door of the orphanage, which looked a little dilapidated, formed a very obvious sense of dissonance with the environment here.

Because of the long time, the cement on the wall at the entrance of the courtyard has fallen off a little, and the roadside at the door is a tall and straight poplar tree.

Qi Hanmo pushed the car door and walked down, the shade of the trees above his head was not as hot as the city center, and occasionally the afternoon breeze caressed with a green and green grass smell, very light and familiar.

By the way, this is the smell on that sick seedling, and it seems that it is all cultivated here.

The most eye-catching thing in the courtyard is the big locust tree in the middle of the courtyard, which can really be described as a towering tree, the branches are stretched out like a huge umbrella, and the dense can't even let in a trace of sunlight.

Under the big tree was a bench, and he remembered that the only single photo in Dai Yuqing's phone seemed to be in the background, and the white locust flowers fluttered down when the breeze blew.

At this time, there are a few children playing under the locust tree, to be precise, it is more suitable to enjoy the shade.

They are not very well dressed, some are half-kneeling on the ground playing with some small toys, and some little girls are sitting on the bench with their fingers hooking threads, and two or three are passing them to each other in groups, and each time the threads on their fingers change into a pattern, and they have a lot of fun.

The children, who were originally talking, laughing, and laughing, looked at this uncle who appeared suddenly, and stopped in unison.

While they were looking at him, Qi Hanmo was also looking at them.

"Uncle, are you here to find the dean's mother?" One of the little girls asked timidly, blinking.

Qi Hanmo stared at her for a few seconds, then shook his head, "No." ”

In fact, he himself didn't know why he came here on a hot day.

At that time, Ye Ziying said that Dai Yuqing was adopted here, and the urge to take a look here suddenly rose in his heart, so he came.

"Huh?" The little girl tilted her head and looked at him suspiciously, "Uncle, are you coming to see us?" ”

Every time Sister Yuqing and Sister Xiaobao come to see them, they will bring gifts and delicious food, why didn't this uncle come to see them?

Qi Hanmo looked at the child's innocent eyes and wanted to say that he was not looking at them, but he nodded and said in a low voice, "Well, it's up to you." ”

A few little girls jumped up from the bench, brushed off the acacia flowers on the leaning side with their small palms, looked up at this high-flying uncle, and greeted warmly, "Uncle, sit down and cool down, I'll go inside to help you pour a cup of mung bean soup, Xiaoman's mother said that you should drink more mung bean soup in summer so that you won't suffer from heat stroke." ”

The little girl is not very old, but she speaks very clearly and has a crisp and beautiful voice.

The man who has always disliked children seems to have been caressed by feathers somewhere in his heart at this moment, soft and soft, and even the corners of his mouth have raised a trace of arc.

"Thank you," Qi Hanmo said a rare thanks, staring at the little girl's not white face, and her voice was not as indifferent as usual, "But my uncle is an adult, and he won't get heat stroke if he doesn't drink mung bean soup." ”

"Oh." The little girl obediently stopped, turned back and stood aside.

The courtyard was silent for a while, except for the rustle of the wind through the treetops, accompanied by the falling locust flowers.