My years as a menswear boss

The second letter delivered by Jane still went nowhere, and she finally decided to visit the house herself.

Mrs. Gardiner took Elizabeth and Mary to the poorhouse in Salisbury. On the way Elizabeth was not very happy. She had realized that Miss Bingley and Mrs. Hurst would not let Mr. Bingley know that Jane was in London.

Mary has already made a draft in her mind of how to comfort her sister when she goes back. She has never expected to have a good eloquence like now, and feels frustrated in her heart.

The carriage slowly came to a stop at the entrance of the almshouse, and Mrs. Gardiner looked at the row of apartment-like houses in front of her with a smile on her face, "This is really nice, what a beautiful and tidy house!"

"Yes, Mr. Hyde must have put a lot of thought into it." Elizabeth stepped out of the carriage and looked at the gate in front of her, on which was the sign of the Bird of Paradise Relief House.

"You are Mrs. Gardiner!" A tall woman stood at the door, her hair was neatly coiled on her head, her clothes were neat, her eyes lit up when she saw someone coming.

"Yes, I made an appointment to visit here the day before yesterday." Mrs. Gardiner smiled, turned her head and directed the strong groom to move down boxes of donated things on the car, "This is a little heart for the birds of paradise, It's not something valuable, I hope you don't dislike it."

"How come, I really hope there are more kind people like you in the world."

The lady opened the door with a smile on her face, "I'm Ranrisa Pent, a volunteer here. You can just call me Lanrisa. The dean is receiving another guest, and she asked me to show you around first."

Elizabeth followed the two of them. She watched the immature graffiti on the wall with great interest. From time to time, she walked by a little girl in a uniform dress from the poorhouse. Although she was thin, she was full of energy and said hello to Lan Ruisha obediently.

Mary noticed the bookshelf in the living room, which said Book Corner. She said hello to Mrs. Gardiner, went to the bookshelf, took a book from the top and looked through it. It was a very interesting book of fairy tales.

She looked at the pages and couldn't help frowning, for no other reason, these books are too new, there is no trace of flipping through them, even if they are cherished, there is no crease.

She flipped through several books in a row like this. Although the books on the bookshelf were divided into categories according to different age groups, the books that had not been flipped through were not as good as the vases in the living room.

However, Mary found that there was the latest novel published by "Daily Fun News". The author is Paul Winston. She is a fan of this author and would buy every novel. The style is witty and interesting, but vaguely reflects the status quo of contemporary society.

The latest novel published by Mr. Winston is called "I Became a Stray Cat". It mainly tells the story of a young lawyer who suddenly wakes up one day and finds that he has become a stray black and white cat on the street. From the perspective of a stray cat Look at the little things that happen every day.

The writing style is relaxed and concise, in the eyes of children it is a book of fairy tales, in the eyes of adults it is a book that satirizes some social reality.

Mary was fascinated at the first glance when she opened it, but she didn't notice that a thin figure approached quietly.

In the office of the dean of the Birds of Paradise Asylum, Mrs. Sharp is receiving a distinguished guest, more precisely, the benefactor of the Asylum.

"You've done a good enough job. I'm afraid I can't do everything like you."

Jiqiu flipped through the details of every bill in the poorhouse, even a bottle of ink was recorded on it.

"You are joking, Mr. Hyde. Without you, we would not be where we are today." Mrs. Sharp handed the young man a cup of black tea, "We have nothing to repay you for what you have done to us."

"As long as the poorhouse can continue to operate, it is the best reward for me."

Jiqiu put down the account book in her hand, reached out to take the teacup, she blew on the tea foam on it, took a sip and put it down, "Also, remember to do a good job of returning visits to the adopted children."

"Don't worry, Mr. Hyde. I have been engaged in this work for 30 years, and I am very experienced. This month, five girls have been adopted. The parents have been selected and inspected by us. According to the letter, the five girls have been adopted. The two children have integrated into the new home and become a part of their family." Mrs. Sharp said with a smile, "In another month, I will visit the house in person."

"That's really good news." Jiqiu couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth. Most of the children abandoned in the poorhouse were girls, and there were a small number of boys with physical defects. The frail children all died there. On the way of migration, the children who survived to London had no major health problems except for some malnutrition.

"Every adopted child can be accepted by all members of the new family, which is really lucky." Jiqiu said warmly.

Mrs. Sharp looked a little hesitant, but she still told the truth, "Not every adopted child can adapt to the new home. There were originally six children who were adopted this month, but one of them was sent back by the adopter. It is still there today. In the brig."

"Huh? Is it the child's problem that he was sent back and kept in the confinement room?"

Jiqiu believes that Mrs. Sharp is not a mean dean and will not make things difficult for a child.

"Hmm." Mrs. Sharp poured herself a cup of black tea, "Gwendoline Hardy is a special child. Her father, Bob Hardy, is an alcoholic. Unbearable, she fled that home, leaving Gwendolyn behind.

Mrs. Hardy's escape not only did not change the alcoholic Hardy in any way, he became more brutal, sometimes not only when he was drunk, but even when he was sober, he would beat and scold Gwendolyn.

A few months ago, Hardy collapsed on the side of the road because of drunkenness. It was too dark, and the coachman didn't notice him and just rolled over him.Gwendolyn became an orphan. "

"Does she have no other relatives?" Jiqiu asked.

"There was an uncle who was Hardy's younger brother. But he didn't want to adopt Gwendolin, and he disappeared without a trace after receiving the compensation. So Gwendolin was sent to the poorhouse by kind people."

Mrs. Sharp put down the teacup in her hand and crossed her fingers on her knees. "Unfortunately, Gwendelyn was influenced by her father and has a tendency to be violent towards anyone. Volunteers have repeatedly seen her beating other children. We There was no choice but to punish her by skipping dinner or in solitary confinement."

"Is this method useful?" Jiqiu poured a little milk into his tea and stirred it gently with a teaspoon.

"It's kind of useful, at least it can keep her quiet for a while." Mrs. Sharp said, "Although I haven't seen a second child worse than Gwendolyn, I have to say that she is very beautiful.

So we're here to house the first adopted children.We thought she would get rid of her bad habits in the poorhouse when she got to her new home, but we were wrong, she still didn't change anything, but got worse. "

"The adopter was a very nice gentleman who wanted to take a girl to be with his daughter.

So he came here with his wife and chose Gwendelyn.But half a month later, the gentleman sent her back. "

"Gwendelyn put earthworms in her adoptive father's teapot, put the dead snake on the adoptive father's adoptive mother's bed, and tried to push the adopter's own daughter down the stairs. Fortunately, the servant stopped him in time."

Jiqiu tapped on the armrest of the sofa, "Can I see this child?"

"Of course, but I advise you to stay away from her. This bad boy has already bitten many volunteers. He also secretly hid a fork and used it to attack other children." Mrs. Sharp said with a sigh.

"Don't worry, I will pay attention." Jiqiu got up and followed Mrs. Sharp.

Mrs. Sharp led her into the locker room of the poorhouse. It was a small room without a window. There was a small window in the door. She took the key from her pocket and opened the door.

Jiqiu saw the girl curled up on the plank bed at first glance, and then looked around. There was no light source inside, only a ventilation hole on the door.

It was basically pitch black when the door was closed, and the only furniture was the wooden bed under Gwendelyn.

Gwendolyn was tied around her ankles with an iron chain, and the tray on the floor was clean without a single crumb of bread.

Hearing the movement at the door, the little girl slowly raised her head from her knees, and stared at the person coming with cold eyes.

Jiqiu saw Gwendelyn's appearance and knew that Mrs. Sharp was not lying. This girl does have a good appearance.

She has light golden curly hair, deer-like gray-blue eyes, drooping mouth, and still has baby fat on her face. With her indifferent eyes, she looks like a world-weary face judged by later generations.

Gwendolyn stared at the person at the door without blinking her eyes. She moved her feet, leaned forward slightly, and made an unknown sound in her throat.

Jiqiu immediately realized that she was about to make an attack, and took a few steps back quickly, but she didn't expect the little girl to throw a few unknown objects very quickly. She looked at Mrs. Sharp who hadn't reacted, and reached out to grab the things the girl threw.

"My God, Mr. Hyde!" Mrs. Sharp looked at the hand in front of her, and the young man's hand began to ooze bright red blood.

"It's a piece of broken porcelain." Jiqiu slowly spread out her palm, and there was a sharp piece of white porcelain lying inside. She moved her finger and felt a little tingling, but luckily it was only a skin trauma.

She looked down at the plates on the tray, and saw the girl with an ambiguous smile, "Destroying public property is a bad act, Gwendolin."

"You have to deal with the wound now!"

Mrs. Sharp said anxiously. She took a stern look at the culprit, thinking about dealing with Mr. Hyde's affairs before punishing Gwendolyn.

Jiqiu looked at the panic-stricken Mrs. Sharp, so she had no choice but to follow her out first. Before leaving, she picked up the broken porcelain on the ground. She exchanged glances with Gwendolyn, who was grinning on the bed, without saying anything.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Sharp, it's just a small injury." Jiqiu looked at the gauze-wrapped palm and comforted Mrs. Sharp gently.

"Please forgive me for a moment, we must hold a meeting immediately to discuss the punishment of Gwendelyn. We will give you an explanation."

Mrs. Sharp looked stern. She helped Jiqiu bandage the wound and left in a hurry.

Jiqiu looked at Mrs. Sharp who was leaving. She looked around the dean's office boredly, and finally decided to go out for a walk.

She came to the living room and saw a familiar figure.