"Okay, that's all for today's story, after listening to "Little Betty's Big Dream", what do you think? The dean is here to hand over a little story to everyone, write your own story and hand it to the dean tomorrow, okay?"

The old courtyard on the podium looked kindly at the group of children below.

"Good!"

Thirty-three children replied in unison.

"Haha. ”

The old yard smiled happily and waved his hand: "Let's all go play!"

"Wow! ”

As soon as the words fell, a string of little Lori Xiao Zhengtai rushed out of their seats, leaving Xiao Suo's classroom.

Lifting the reading glasses on his nose, the old dean slowly sorted out the few materials on the table, and suddenly found that there was still a person sitting below.

"Xiao Qianxiao, why haven't you left yet?" the old dean asked curiously.

As the director of the orphanage, he has seen all kinds of children, some who have lost their loved ones in disasters, those who have been lost at birth, and those who have been picked up from outside.

And among them, picking it up from the outside is the most peculiar.

Why?

Because many of them have unknown origins, and there are all kinds of things, and the most worrying ones are those who already have basic thinking skills, and are still discarded by their parents, or driven out.

In this society, such children are not able to survive on their own, but are abandoned by their parents, and occasionally have psychological problems.

They are the saddest, but society does not sympathize with these pathetic children, they only care about what these children have done......

Like stealing, which is the most common.

Social people only care about these children stealing, but never reflect on why they steal.

Is it not enough to eat? or something else?

And the kid in front of him who didn't leave is this category.

Perhaps because the child's eyes were particularly different at that time, the old courtyard specially remembered this special child who had only been here for less than a week.

I heard from the police who sent the child here that the child was beaten for stealing things outside, and he was covered in blood......

It's just a five- or six-year-old kid! I don't know what those people did!

At that time, there was a younger sister behind the child, but it was not his own, he picked it up.

And this six-year-old child named Qianxiao, and the four-year-old girl named Li Xi.

Li Xi's parents died in a car accident, and Xiao Qianxiao ......

is discarded.

Six-year-olds already have the ability to think.

The police asked him who his parents were, but he didn't say anything, just gritted his teeth and had resentment in his eyes.

When the police asked him why he had stolen, he said he was hungry and couldn't find anything to eat.

In fact, the boy gave his sister everything he stole to eat, and he ate the leftovers that were turned out in the trash can.

But the police still found his parents and forcibly sent them back, but a few days later he ran out again, still covered in scars.

It was the mother who hit it......

Naturally, both of them were punished, but there was no way to raise them, and it was difficult for Qing officials to decide family affairs, and the constitution on this aspect was not perfect at that time......

There were more orphans at that time.

Eventually, Xiao Qianxiao was sent to an orphanage.

It's been exactly a week since today.

Hearing the dean call his name, Xiao Qianxiao, who didn't know what to think, came back to his senses and wondered, "Dean, you called me?"

The dean looked sad, because he saw that Qianxiao's big eyes did not have the innocence that should be present at this age, but were like a big dye vat, containing complexities that ordinary adults may not have.

The sadness was only for a moment, and soon the old courtyard showed a kind smile again, beckoned to Qian Xiao, and said as gently as possible: "Little Qian Xiao, what are you thinking about coming here, why don't you play with everyone?"

Looking at the smile of the old courtyard, Xiao Qianxiao had never felt the care in other people at that time. After hesitating for a moment, Qian Xiao left his seat and slowly walked to the old courtyard.

The little head of the old courtyard, who was kind and silent, asked gently, again: "What are you thinking? Everyone has gone out to play, and they are together! You can't play alone!"

Xiao Qianxiao lowered his head, bit his pale red lips, rubbed his little hands full of small scars, and suddenly raised his head to look at the old courtyard, his big eyes were shining with tears, and he seemed to ask unspeakably: "Courtyard...... Dean, I ...... No one deserves ...... Do you have a dream?"

I didn't expect to hear such words, the old dean was stunned, and then squatted down to hug Xiao Qianxiao, patting him on the back, and his eyes were about to overflow with distress.

"Child, dreams are everyone's rights, no one can bind them, no one can stop them, you pay, you deserve ...... more than anyone else"

For the first time, Xiao Qianxiao was hugged for the first time, and he was cared for, he leaned into the arms of the old courtyard and cried, crying, crying heartbreakingly......

No one knew what he had been through, and no one knew what reaction he had for the first time when he encountered concern, and after a week here, Xiao Qianxiao finally opened up to the first and only person who cared about him.

......

My name is Qianxiao, and it's a very strange name, which I chose myself.

Q Why?

When I steal, those guys say, "Poor little."

After listening to it a lot, I slowly took the homonym of these two words into a name, so that when they scolded me, I could feel that they were calling me.

Real Name...... That thing forgot.

I was an orphan, or an outcast.

Haha, don't think about it, it's not a bloody story.

I have parents, but those two are divorced, and they don't like me since I was a child, and they beat and scolded because I dragged them back.

After that, the two of them started a new family and had a new child, and they didn't like me even more, and they were kicked around, and then I ran out on my own.

How was it when you came out?

I was only five years old at the time, what do you say?

As I guess for myself, I can't remember a little anymore, and occasionally I remember bad memories.

No, there are no great good people to help me, I told you not to think about it, I am not so lucky. And even if there were, it would be more than a year later.

Haha, don't show that sympathetic expression, I'm nasty!

After that, what's next? You say that sister!

Ah~ I think about it.

Remembered. It was one night, and I was about to go to the garbage can where I used to go to find food, and I saw a crying little girl somewhere.

"Mommy, Mommy......"

The little girl kept calling her mother and kept crying, and I asked her what was wrong, and she said she couldn't find her mother......

Somehow, I took her to her mother. Then I found it, but I saw the scene of the car accident.

By that time the car accident had been dealt with, and I heard it from the sounds of conversation around me.

Here I vividly remember that there was still a disgusting smell of blood on the road at that time, and there was a red ...... that had not been washed away

What do you say about after that?

Don't be busy! Let me speak slowly.

After that, I went to her house with the little girl, and fortunately the little girl still knew where her home was. Of course, the main one is not far, just a few hundred meters away.

I took the little girl to her house, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door, and with the words I had heard from passers-by before, I understood that the little girl was the same person as me.

Don't talk yet, I know what you're trying to ask. You want to say why don't you find a police uncle, don't you?

It's a pity that I really didn't know that I could go to the police uncle for such a thing, and no one handed me this.

Do you expect a child who has been hated since childhood to know this?

Of course, from then on, I recognized the little girl as my sister and also knew his name, Li Xi.

Li Xi is very clingy to me, and he has to follow him wherever he goes. But there's nothing to eat!

And Li Xi was so young that he got sick the first time he ate food in the trash can, and I begged for a medicine prescribed by a kind doctor and uncle with the little money I had from selling bottles......

Later, I learned that Li Xi couldn't eat food from the trash can, so I went to steal it.

Because it's not fast to trot, I'm beaten up every time, but it's nothing to feed my sister.

It's just that many people stole later, and those people were also on guard, so I changed places to steal......

After a long time, I don't know how many times I was beaten unconscious, and once those people called a kind of adult called the police......

Do you think I'm saved here? Haha, you know what you're thinking just by looking at you.

No, they asked me what about my parents, and I said no, and then I asked Lehi, and I answered them – mainly because it was the first time they hadn't hit me for stealing something – that Lehi's parents had died in a car accident......

That's when I already know what car accidents and death represent.

Then Li Xi was taken away, and they patiently told me that Li Xi was sent to a place called an orphanage, where I could eat and not have to be frozen......

I was happy for my sister, but I stayed there and they said they would help me find my parents.

I don't say the names of my parents, can they find them?

I didn't believe it at the time, anyway.

But unexpectedly, the next day they said they had found it, and they smiled and told me that I could go home.

Family?

Haha, am I home again?

Ha, sorry sorry, I'm a little excited.

I said I didn't want to go back, but they forced it back.

First of all, the father, in front of the police, he was still peaceful, and I was expecting that he had really changed.

But I was wrong.

When the policemen left, he changed back to what I remembered, scolded me, and made me look at my infant brother, saying that it was his son, and I wasn't......

I was carried by him and thrown to my mother, who didn't want it, but the man left directly.

Afterwards......

After that, the woman asked me to come to the house, but it knocked me out...... I lasted for two days, beating me every day because her husband knew he had a son and had a big fight with her

I ran again, to the policemen, and showed them the wounds on my body, because I thought it was because of them that I would be beaten.

There are a few other things going on in between, so I won't go into details here.

After that, they found the two men again, but they didn't want me. There was a lot of trouble, crying and crying, and there was no way, so they had to send me to an orphanage.