Chapter 33 (2/2)

The Dean was a woman in her sixties. She was a little fat. She always had a smile on her face. She looked amiable. Cen Muqi stood up and said, ”don't be so polite. Just call me Muqi.”

The Dean then stood up, and the two men walked toward the corridor at the door. As they walked, they said, ”in a flash, you are so big. When your mother arrived here, she was still a baby without weaning. How time flies.”

CEN Muqi's mother is the illegitimate daughter of the Feng family. She grew up in this orphanage when she was a child. At the beginning, the Dean was not the Dean, but she took good care of his mother. After living for a few years, the Feng family recognized his mother, Feng Yan. Therefore, over the years, cen has donated some equipment and teaching materials from time to time, including the cost of renovation in previous years, which is also subsidized.

His father's assistant used to do these things. This year, when the assistant retired, CEN Muqi took over the work. This is his first time here.

He used to be too young, but later his father had an accident and his mother was depressed, so he never had a chance to visit the place where her mother grew up.

CEN Muqi listened to the Dean talking about the past, but his eyes were fixed on the small playground downstairs. Seeing that he stopped, he followed his eyes and said with a smile: ”these children can smile so happily. Thanks to your help, look at the man who is playing guitar in the middle. He is not from our hospital, but he often comes over these years The children like him very much

”He comes often?”

”Yes, seventeen years ago, their family adopted a seven year old boy here. Unfortunately, the child died 12 years ago, and he came to help him about four years ago.”

Four years ago, when Ji Naitang was 18 years old, he moved out of the main house of the Ji family.

CEN Muqi just stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked down. While Ji Naitang was playing the guitar and singing ”the doll and the bear dance”, dancing with the children.

The afternoon sun is very good, a wisp sprinkled on his body, with his face pure smile, let people indulge in it, can not move eyes.