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When the female voice fell, no one dared to speak.

The residents slowly separated, and Aunt Mei came out through the iron gate.

This woman is only 45 years old this year, but she already has gray hair.

She is not handsome, she is the typical middle-aged woman who grabs a lot on the road.

But when she separated from the crowd and walked out, the reporters felt an overwhelming force rushing towards them, and their hearts flinched involuntarily.

"Huh?" Aunt Mei stood in front of the residents, "I've seen the video of you interviewing Dust at the airport, what do you look like with so many people clamoring! Pay attention to the quality of the reporter! Find a representative to speak out!"

Feeling that the despised reporters were silent for a while, the reporter from Xiaodao Entertainment spoke first: "This lady..."

"My surname is Mei, you can call me Aunt Mei! What do you call me?"

"Oh, my surname is Zhao, you can call me Xiao Zhao."

"Xiao Zhao? Okay!" Aunt Mei looked at him, "Say it!"

The surrounding residents pressed half a step forward.

Xiao Zhao licked his lips, avoiding the eyes of the residents, and began to ask: "We saw some people broke the news on the Internet, saying that our Xiaohonghua Welfare Home is privately run. Is this true?"

"That's it?" Aunt Mei raised her eyebrows, "What else?"

"Uh, and..." Xiao Zhao forced a smile, "It is said on the Internet that Shen Mo... oh, Mr. Shen collected money through the orphanage and embezzled special funds allocated by the state..."

Xiao Zhao's voice became weaker and weaker, and he stopped slowly.

No one interrupted him, but the reporters clearly saw that there was no anger in the eyes of their residents, only deep contempt and unexplained sympathy.

"Oh!" Aunt Mei sighed, "It is said that young people should spend less time on the Internet, and help count the money even if they are sold."

She looked up at the reporters: "Come, come, all of you line up to come in, solve all the questions you want to see and ask, and then go home and write the manuscript seriously, and talk to everyone."

The reporters who did not expect to enter the orphanage to interview were stunned.

The residents gave way, and Aunt Mei walked into the iron gate of the orphanage first. Turning around after a while, she frowned when she saw the reporters standing there: "If you want to come, come in quickly. The children are going to eat, who has time to receive you!"

Faced with the urging and dissatisfied gazes of the residents, Xiao Zhao took a deep breath, held up the live broadcast mobile phone, and took the lead to walk inside.

After all the reporters entered, the residents guarded the door again.

Xiao Zhao's scalp was numb, and with this posture, he felt that there was nowhere to complain for beating them up.

Arriving at the dean's office on the second floor, Aunt Mei took out a stack of things from the filing cabinet and put them on the table.

"The welfare home is privately run, right? Have you ever heard of a private non-profit organization? This is the business license, approval form, and tax records!"

"Speaking of the funds of the orphanage, come on, here are the donation records, expenditure records and reports!"

Aunt Mei sat down on the office chair and faced the reporters around the desk: "Take your time and ask questions!"

One of the reporters was an accountant and had a certain understanding of the company's financial statements. He took the lead in picking up the statements and looking at them carefully.

Xiaodao Entertainment's live broadcast room has been broadcasting this interview live. At first, not many people watched it. When the reporters ran to the orphanage, many netizens were attracted.

[Aunt Mei is so imposing, she feels like these reporters are students who have been called to the teacher's office to endorse. 】

【Did those materials be prepared? They were taken out so easily! 】

[There are fewer conspiracy theories upstairs, it’s only been a few minutes since the news came out, are you going to show me one?Can't get enough paper! 】

[Can the reporters understand the report?How about showing us a shot? 】

The reporter who looked at the data frowned more and more at the moment.She looked up at Aunt Mei: "Dean, can I take a picture?"

Aunt Mei saw through her thoughts at a glance: "Why, I found a problem and plan to take pictures to keep evidence first, lest I go back on my word?"

The reporter was dumbfounded.

"I'll take a picture for you!" Aunt Mei sneered, "If there is a problem, today I will take these materials and go with you to the next door police station!"

The female reporter was quite courageous, and she was not intimidated. She took out her mobile phone to take a few pictures, and handed it to Xiao Zhao for him to broadcast live.

"Aunt Mei," she asked, pointing to a form, "Our orphanage has been restructured for 12 years. In the past 12 years, we have not received any government funding, but rely entirely on private donations. There has always been a donor named Mei Jinglan. This is who?"

Aunt Mei looked at her and raised her eyebrows.

"No...it's you, right?" The female reporter was a little timid under her gaze, "I didn't expect you to be so rich!"

"Tch," Aunt Mei seemed to be laughing angrily, "After Yang Yunlai left, there is still some money left in the yard, and the rest of the money comes from here!"

Aunt Mei took out a thick notebook from the drawer.

The book has been used for many years, and the cover has been patched and patched with scotch tape.

There are many receipts, notes, and handwritten records posted inside.

The reporters gathered around.

The female reporter opened the book hesitantly, and on the first page, she saw Shen Mochen's name:

[On October 2012, 10, Shen Mochen received 20 yuan as a model fee. 】

Behind it is his immature signature.

Aunt Mei looked at the line and sighed: "This is Ah Chen's first income as a model. He took commercials for the clothing city. On the day he got the money, he still took pictures until late at night. There were no buses at night. He was reluctant to take a taxi even with the money in his pocket, so he just walked back from the clothing city for more than two hours, and handed over 500 yuan to me, not less than a penny."

The reporters all looked at her.

Aunt Mei's eyes shone brightly: "That kid almost wanted to drop out of school to make money, and I scolded him. But after that, he has been working hard to make money with part-time jobs, and every penny is worth a lot. Leave the land to me. His own food and transportation expenses are still earned by working with Zhuzi and others in the repair shop and collecting rubbish in the streets."

The tears in her eyes were fleeting: "At the beginning, we didn't know that the orphanage had been transferred to the private sector. This is a good thing Yang Yunlai did! Later, we couldn't receive the appropriation, and we found out after many inquiries. There will be a one-time subsidy for the people, and he was probably forced by the creditors, so he used his brains on this matter.”【1】

[Fuck, how could there be such a person? 】

[That Yang, isn't the director of welfare? 】

【The dean is not being threatened... I'm dizzy, what's going on? 】

[Look at this mess, let me sum it up: Yang is the dean, because he needed money for private use, he transferred the welfare home from public to private to get subsidies, then ran away, and then, the children in the home and Aunt Mei made money to support the family? 】

[What the hell is this!How can there be such a thing! 】

The reporter continued to flip through the book backwards.

This dilapidated notebook has recorded almost all the trajectories of the orphanage over the past ten years.

In the beginning, Shen Mochen worked as a part-time model, Zhu Zi and other children helped in the auto repair shop, while Mei Jinglan, a single mother who was originally a childcare worker in the welfare home, brought her children to live in the welfare home and rented out her house. , Use the rent to subsidize the expenses in the hospital.

On weekdays, neighbors also donate, but the amount is not much.

Half a year later, with the help of the community, Aunt Mei opened a restaurant in Shitong Alley and invested the profits of the restaurant.

Two years later, Shen Mochen graduated from high school and officially started his modeling career. The money he got back increased, and Zhuzi and a few other children bought the repair shop and started to make money.

Shen Mochen's donations have increased year by year, and in the most recent year, it has reached 300 million!

"There are quite a lot of children in the welfare home, but how can the expenses be so high?" The female reporter asked everyone's question.

Aunt Mei was about to answer when a crisp child's voice sounded at the door: "Dean, the flower class is about to eat, can you go and have a look?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, the children have to eat. The flower class is a bit special, I have to take care of it." Aunt Mei stood up, "I'll come back when I go, you can read the information here."

Aunt Mei hurried out, and a group of reporters looked at each other.

Xiao Zhao said hesitantly: "Could she have run away?"

In the barrage, netizens also have the same question:

[How do you run away when you get to the key issue?Didn't you say that there are answers to all questions? 】

[300 million a year, this expense is indeed too high, could it be washing money? 】

[It's quite suspicious, I want to hear the dean's explanation. 】

In the dean's office, Xiao Zhao discussed with his colleagues in a low voice, and walked out quietly with the live broadcast mobile phone.

The camera shakes slightly, and three reporters walk into the corridor.

The restaurant was at the end of the corridor, and there was some faint commotion, as well as the sound of plates and spoons colliding.

Looking at the sign at the door all the way, the reporters arrived at the door of Huahua Class.

The live camera moved up quietly, looking in from the window.

The room where the flower class is located is very large, and the nurses are all here now, feeding the children.

Behind the blurred glass, the children's expressions were unclear, but the whole atmosphere was very strange.

A dozen or so older children, who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, had been lying on the bed without moving, until the nursery staff came to help them, and they sat up from the bed with the help.

In this room, almost all the children have to rely on the help of the nursery staff to get up with difficulty.After getting up, he still couldn't walk, or sat or stood by the bed, and it was very difficult to move.

When eating, many children's hands holding the spoons kept shaking, and their movements were strange and laborious.

There are also some that are very difficult to swallow. After a while, the children choke and cough together.

Aunt Mei and the nurses shuttled indoors, sweating profusely.

The reporters quietly took back the live broadcast mobile phones and went to the next room.

As in the previous room, a group of children were lying on the bed, waiting for the nurses to arrive.

Xiao Zhao couldn't stand it any longer, pulled his two colleagues, put away his mobile phone and ran back.

"Okay, it's scary!" Another reporter who went with Xiao Zhao gasped, "Those children seem to be quite awake, but they can't do anything! They just lie down and crooked, relying on childcare The staff feeds them. I guess they need help even when going to the toilet.”

"What's the situation? Orphans are illegally abused and disabled in orphanages?" Another reporter answered imaginatively.

"No!" The female reporter who read the report handed over an adoption registration form, "In this orphanage, among the more than 100 children, nearly 300 are children with cerebral palsy. , Fostering more than [-] children with cerebral palsy.”

The reporters fell silent.

Children with cerebral palsy are a heavy topic, and the "Huaguo Children's Concern Day" that just passed focused on this group. 【2】

Just one child with cerebral palsy brings huge financial and mental burdens to the family, let alone seventy?

The female reporter found a list of the treatment budget and rehabilitation equipment expenses for children with cerebral palsy. The total figure in the lower right corner is shocking!

Shen Mochen is not considered a top performer in the entertainment industry. The few starring and participating dramas currently released are all online dramas, and the salary and advertising endorsements have not reached the level where he can casually spend 300 million and don't care.

The people present were all entertainment reporters, and they could tell that he almost used all the funds he could provide to support the operation of the orphanage.

When Aunt Mei walked into the dean's room again, the reporters were all quiet.

"What's the matter?" She wiped the sweat from her forehead, and her hair was a little messy, "Where did we just talk?"

"Aunt Mei!" The female reporter took a step forward, her voice trembling slightly, "You have worked hard for so many years!"

The dean was a little surprised by the change in her attitude, but accepted her praise frankly: "It's nothing, it's all for these children. You... finished reading?"

"It's over!" The female reporter nodded, "Aunt Mei, can you copy a few copies of the report back for us, we will definitely write the report seriously."

"Okay! But..." The dean looked at the old printer in the office, "The copier in the courtyard has been broken for a long time, you have to go outside to make copies. I will give you how much it costs!"

There was a whimper in the barrage:

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooac 】

[I didn't expect that it turned out to be like this! 】

[I said why brother Chen has accepted so many advertisements and endorsements, it turned out to be for these children! 】

[What kind of fairy did I fall in love with, woo woo woo, cry so hard! 】

[My relatives also have a child like this. The child is actually very smart, but it is difficult to move, and the family members are worried to death! 】

[Why didn't Brother Chen call on everyone to donate?Wouldn't the burden be much lighter this way? 】

[Hey, in the previous part, some people said that I paid the full amount for embezzlement and embezzlement. If Brother Chen called for donations, what would he be scolded for today? 】

When the last barrage was sent out, everyone was silent.

Soon, a new entry was topped in the hot search——#What's wrong with this world? #

The first post in the entry is a self-expression of a fan:

[I don't know what's wrong with this world. 】

[Since I was a child, I have been told that good people are rewarded with good rewards.

So I have always believed that good deeds will be praised, that people will be appreciated if they treat others kindly, lies will be exposed, and those who do bad things will be punished...]

【But what did I see in Brother Chen?For all his dedication and dedication, all his love and warmth, all he got was speculation and slander?

If Aunt Mei and the residents hadn't stood up today, would we have sighed in front of the computer screen again, a star has fallen like this, rich people will rot, and kindness is not the right way in the world? 】

[So, who can tell me, tell us who are keen to eat melons on the Internet and follow the crowd, what should we believe and what should we reject?

I am very confused, because this world is no longer what I can understand. Is the saying that good people are rewarded with good things really no longer applicable? 】

Soon, Zhang Yunchen liked the post and forwarded it, followed by Zheng Qi, Cheng brothers and sisters, Lin Qianqian and Nie Yongjun, as well as An Zhe, Lin Tao, Ying Feng and the entire challenge program group.Pei Xucheng couldn't get in touch with Fu Xingyun, so he didn't dare to say much, so he just followed suit and gave a thumbs up.

Shen Mochen and his team completed the notes smoothly.

As Zhang Zhenglin said, the other party reported the crime of intentional injury, and he will be prosecuted according to law.

The police officer who took the notes for him was very gentle: "Because it is a public prosecution case, according to the regulations, you need to be detained before the trial, but because your case does not cause serious harm to the society, you can apply for bail pending trial with a guarantor or bond."

Zhang Qinqin on the side has already taken out a stamped blank check: "Sister, police officer, help us with it. I brought the money."

Shen Mochen looked over in astonishment, and Zhang Qinqin smiled at him: "Mr. Du gave me the check yesterday. She originally planned to be the guarantor, but Lawyer Zhang said that just pay the money, hehe!"

"But I should pay for the money..." Shen Mochen said.

"No, no, no!" Zhang Qinqin stood up, "Anyway, the money will be refunded after the case is over, no matter who gets the money!"

The police officer laughed, "Why are you so confident?"

Zhang Qinqin smirked: "How can you not have confidence in my brother? Sister, let's go through the formalities!"

When they walked out of the police station, the atmosphere at the door was a little weird.

The reporters did not swarm him to embarrass him, but only asked a few questions routinely.

At this stage, the details of the case cannot be disclosed, so Zhang Zhenglin came forward and briefly explained the process of making the transcript and the results of the bail pending trial, and the reporters dispersed.

Shen Mochen didn't go home, and went directly to the orphanage to live.

All his work was suspended during this period, and both Zhang Heng and Du Yun called to reassure him that he would be on leave pending the trial.

Now that he has done everything he can, Shen Mochen is calm.

Talking and laughing with the little mud monkeys in the yard every day, accompanying the children with cerebral palsy to recover, and even busy in the kitchen with Aunt Li, I really lived a life of vacation.

However, when joking with the children, I would think of a boy who used to brush his teeth in the big ditch with the children in this yard, and watched himself and the children fight water, but hid aside and secretly laughed ;

I will think of him sitting in the kitchen obediently, watching the steam in the cauldron, and then softly praised: "Everyone who can cook is amazing!"

I will think of him being in a hurry to change the diapers of the children, and being bullied by the active Xiao Qi until he sweats, but he is afraid that the children will be cold, and his face is anxious.

In the dead of night, I will also think of his warm and gentle kiss, the cool mint taste on the lips and tongue, and the softness and warmth in my heart when I was held in his arms.

On New Year's Eve, Zhuzi bought a lot of fireworks and put them off late with the children in the courtyard.

When the last big firework rose, the golden light like a waterfall illuminated the small courtyard, and Shen Mochen walked slowly to the small gate of the backyard by himself.

There was once a teenager who paced here nervously, but the moment he saw him, starlight rose in his eyes.

At that time, I thought that I should explain things clearly to him.

But I didn't expect that it would end like this.

Shen Mochen took out his mobile phone, opened the dialog box between the two for the umpteenth time, and read all the conversations between them carefully.

There were still many photos of the two of them together in the phone, and the one sent by Lin Qianqian was displayed as the cover of the album.

He knelt in front of the young man on one knee, holding the young man's hand, and the young man's eyes never left his face.

Behind him is the bright moonlight in Turkey, just like the night when Xing Yun stayed in the orphanage for the first time.

Shen Mochen's heart moved, and he clicked on "Mecha Future".

The game has been revised several times, and when I boarded it, I downloaded several versions of patches.

Watching the progress bar move forward bit by bit, his heart suddenly beat faster.

Will we see him in the game?

As if having exhausted all his patience, Shen Mochen finally boarded the game.

In the friend list, there is a separate unnamed group, click on it, there is only one person in it.

The romantic flowers between friends are still delicate and beautiful, and the cursive characters bloom among the flowers:

Between you and NEBULA, the distance is 8279 kilometers.

Only one word is missing, and it is thousands of miles away.

Is that the long distance from city A to Europe, or the distance between two hearts?

In three more days, the first court session will be held, and Zhang Zhenglin, who has been busy all the time, has come to see him.

Before leaving that day, Zhang Zhenglin saw Yang Yunlai's injury report on the Internet.

He immediately contacted his colleagues to verify the authenticity of the injury report, but the feedback was not optimistic.

"The injury report is true, and the date is within half a year after the incident, but so long has passed, the hospital at that time has been changed several times, most of the files have been lost, and the doctor has resigned, so there is no way to prove that his injury was caused by that year. That push of yours was a disability you made later on yourself." Zhang Zhenglin frowned, "But if he insists that you caused it, this level should be between a minor injury and a second-degree serious injury, and the sentencing is very delicate."

"If it is regarded as a second-degree serious injury, the sentencing will be based on intentional injury. Considering that it may be excessive defense, the penalty will be reduced, and it will be about three years in prison or criminal detention; if it is determined to be a minor injury, you can exempt from criminal punishment. Responsibility, therefore, the other party will definitely bite the bullet and be seriously injured.”

"Of course, we won't just let them make trouble. The authenticity of the evidence is their biggest doubt. We will seize this point and try to prove that the other party's evidence is invalid."

Shen Mochen nodded: "I understand, thank you for your hard work. For me, there is not much else to do besides telling the truth."

He smiled, and that smile turned out to be very free and easy: "This matter has always been on my mind. I have been holding it in my heart for ten years, and I am often worried. Now that it can be resolved, I am actually very happy."

Zhang Zhenglin smiled, and wanted to comfort him, a loud voice suddenly sounded in front of the gate of the orphanage: "Does Shen Mochen live here?"

During this period of time, the surrounding residents were very vigilant. When the loud voice came out, all the fathers, mothers, uncles and aunts went out to look over.

Aunt Mei also rushed out fully armed.

Shen Mochen hurriedly got up and chased after him. In front of the big iron gate of the orphanage, a tall and strong man was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

"What's the matter, why did you find someone to surround you?" a loud voice yelled, "What are you doing?"

"What are you looking for Xiao Shen?" Uncle Wang asked vigilantly.

"I'm here to deliver something," the loud voice continued to yell, "Who are you, get up!"

"Hello!" A voice came from behind the crowd, and Shen Mochen came out, "I am Shen Mochen, are you looking for me?"

"Oh, what a big star!" The loud voice became less violent when it met someone.

He reached out and grabbed two handfuls on his head: "I have something for you, can you go in and say yes?"

"Okay!" Shen Mochen nodded, and turned to the neighbors in a warm voice, "Thank you everyone, I will take him in, everyone go back."

Uncle Wang was still staring at the loud voice: "Look carefully, if you are bullied, just call out, we are all here!"

"Okay." Shen Mochen laughed, "With you here, who would dare to bully me!"

Uncle Wang nodded arrogantly, and waved to the people around: "Okay, let's leave!"

Shen Mochen took the big man to his room, Zhang Zhenglin was also there, Aunt Mei thought about it, and followed him in.

With a loud voice, he put a briefcase in his hand on the desk with a "clack", and pushed it in Shen Mochen's direction, still speaking loudly: "Someone asked me to pass this to you, saying that you need it now .”

Shen Mochen picked up the briefcase and opened it. Inside was a kraft paper file bag. Judging from the shape of the bag, it should be quite old.

"Give it to me." Zhang Zhenglin took the file, opened the file bag skillfully and began to read it.

"What's the name of this brother?" Shen Mochen called everyone to sit down, Zhang Zhenglin and Aunt Mei sat at the desk, and he and Lou Lou sat on the edge of the bed.

"My name is Chen Bao, and others call me Brother Bao."

"Brother Bao, thanks for your hard work," Shen Mochen greeted politely, and pointed to the documents in Zhang Zhenglin's hand, "Who asked you to bring these things?"

With a little secret hope in his heart, Shen Mochen waited nervously for his answer.

"I don't know him either. A man is not tall and looks ordinary. You can find dozens of them on the street."

The little hope was shattered, Shen Mochen smiled wryly, and looked at the man in front of him again.

"But why didn't he send it himself, and asked you to come over?" Shen Mochen was a little puzzled, "Is there any purpose for asking Brother Bao to come here?"

"Oh!" Brother Bao slapped his thigh, "I forgot to tell you, I'm here to testify."

"Testimony?" Aunt Mei's voice came.

"Yeah!" Brother Bao stood up, "Yang Yunlai's grandson's disability was caused by me, and it has nothing to do with you!"

The author has something to say:

In this world, good people should be rewarded, and bad people should be punished... Although it is idealistic, I still hope that these can come true.

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[1] I don’t know the policy of welfare enterprises turning from public to private. This is for the article. Please point out if there are any mistakes.

【2】Compiled by the author

About Zhang Qinqin's check, well, checks are rarely used these days, but I just think it's cool to have a blank check!Let's just have fun.

Also, Happy Lantern Festival everyone!

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