The man lay quietly on the recliner.

A hand dangled from one end of the recliner.

Through the window, you can see his wrinkled skin, which looks like paper wrinkled by water, with deep and shallow grooves and countless blue veins.

Those are the blue meridians that are arched by muscles that have lost water after aging.

"Mr. Ming, what's wrong?" The dean came over hurriedly.

When she followed their line of sight and saw the person on the recliner, she exclaimed.

"Mom! Why are you sitting here alone again!"

“More sun!”

The dean ran over and woke up the old lady who was already fast asleep.

Turning around, he said helplessly to Ming Nuan: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ming, this is my mother. Can you let me take her back to her room first?"

But at the same time, she was a little confused because Ming Nuan had just come directly in this direction.

But she clearly didn't lead Ming Nuan this way.

"Dean, there's no need to worry." Ming Nuan smiled gently.

Looking at the old lady, "Is this your mother?"

The dean wanted to pull the old lady up from the recliner.

But unexpectedly, the old lady didn't want to get up at all and even shook her hand away.

"Mom, I have an important guest coming!"

The dean blushed slightly.

Just about to talk to Ming Nuan.

Ming Nuan said, "Your mother was the previous dean, right?"

"Yes." The woman was a little surprised, "You know."

"of course."

Ming Nuan smiled and said, "You can even search for news from that year."

"Your mother was a great person."

A woman who treats children in orphanages the same as her own children.

"Back then, your mother discovered that the person who adopted one of her children was a criminal disguised as a philanthropist."

"She stood up and exposed him without fear of the oppression of the powerful."

"And got the child back."

“I admire her very much.”

When the woman heard Ming Nuan say this, her face slowly turned red.

But there was also a look of pride in his eyes.

Her mother was indeed a great woman.

She treated the children in the orphanage as her own.

As a result, she has many brothers and sisters. Everyone feels a sense of belonging to the welfare home and sends money back home after entering society.

It can be said that was the most difficult time.

We are able to survive thanks to this group of young people, some of whom contribute a few hundred yuan, some of whom contribute a thousand yuan.

"How's that kid doing?"

Ming Nuan asked softly.

The woman opened her mouth to speak.

But the old lady who had been keeping her head down suddenly raised her head and stared at Ming Nuan with her cloudy eyes.

Ming Nuan could feel that her gaze was warm.

No offensive power at all.

"That child."

“He found someone exceptionally good.”

"Good fortune is yet to come."

"Really?" Ming Nuan was stared at in this way.

Her eyes also became softer, "Then who is that person, grandma?"

She bent slightly.

The light from outside the vegetable garden jumped onto her eyebrows.

Light and agile.

Gently kiss the curve of her cheek.

The old lady narrowed her eyes.

He stared at Ming Nuan closely for two seconds.

Suddenly he grinned, revealing a somewhat silly smile.

"I don't remember."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ming." The woman couldn't help but take a step forward. "My mother is old and can't remember things clearly."

"It doesn't matter." Ming Nuan smiled without changing her expression. "I just asked too many questions in the first place."

She seemed not to care.

at this time.

Suddenly there was a 'bang' sound behind me.

Ming Nuan turned around.

He met Kui Jin who was carrying a lot of bags.

What he was holding fell to the ground.

He looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"younger sister?"

"How will you be here?"

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