"I'll explain again. I don't have any destination. I just want to know some basic information about you. At the same time, I brought you something. After a while, you'll go there to get what you like. You can go and take whatever you want!" Jiang xiaorou pointed to her right hand.

There are a lot of things that children like, but they have extravagant expectations for these children, because they don't have them at all unless someone donates them.

At this time.

Everyone began to follow Jiang xiaorou's words. She asked five-year-old children to stand in the past. Everyone lined up.

"Have all the five-year-old babies come?" Jiang xiaorou asked.

Everyone nodded.

It seems that it's all here. Jiang xiaorou counted eight children, all of whom are about the same size.

"Aunt will ask you some questions. You don't have to be nervous. Just answer honestly. If you answer well, aunt will give you a small gift, OK?" Jiang xiaorou said to everyone with a smile.

Her voice is so gentle, like a mother. These children have no mother. Seeing that Jiang xiaorou is so gentle, they have prepared a lot of interesting toys for everyone. Everyone begins to like this aunt.

"OK." everyone shouted in unison.

"What's your name, little friend?" Jiang xiaorou asked one by one with toys in her hand.

She asked a lot of boring questions. Because these children were thrown away at birth, they had no impression of their family at that time.

Jiang xiaorou will communicate with these children, just trying to find feelings in them. If it's really her son, it must feel different from other children.

Just like when she came back five years later and saw Xuanxuan and blossoming for the first time, Jiang xiaorou would have a different feeling in her heart. Because she was a relative, the magnetic field around them was the same.

Jiang xiaorou has asked all the children, but she doesn't see the familiar feeling in the children's eyes. And their looks are too different from Jiang xiaorou. At a glance, they know that she didn't have the child.

Jiang xiaorou was a little lost, but she didn't show it. Instead, she disguised her emotions. She looked at the children with a smile.

"OK! Let's go and choose what we like! Each child can take several kinds!" Jiang xiaorou clapped her hands, and the children ran over.

They run very fast, but they are very orderly. They don't crowd others because they want to rob things, let alone collide. They are a group of children with special quality.

Jiang xiaorou looked at their backs and had an unspeakable feeling in her heart.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?" Jing Muchen came over and stood with xiaorou.

Jiang xiaorou shook her head: "they don't have a clue. They can't know anything. They can only think of other ways." Jiang xiaorou sighed.

Jing Muchen's palm fell on xiaorou's shoulder and patted it gently.

"Don't lose heart, you can find it," said Jing Muchen.

"Yes." Jiang xiaorou nodded.

"Let's go! Go in and sit with the dean." Jing Muchen said.

"Don't we go?" Jiang xiaorou looked at the master with a question mark on her face. Why didn't he go suddenly? Why don't you stay for lunch?

"Leave after dinner." Jing Muchen said.

Eh!!

Shifu really plans to stay here for dinner! Jiang xiaorou and her master went to find the dean. The Dean was a little bored sitting on the sofa alone.

"You go to chat with the dean." Jing Muchen arranged a task for xiaorou.

"What about you?" asked Jiang xiaorou.

"Cook," said Jing Muchen.

Cooking??

"Master, do you want to show your cooking?" Jiang xiaorou admitted that the master's cooking is delicious. Like Shen Yancheng, Mingming is a big president. Mingming is busy as a dog every day, but he has to spend his time in the kitchen.

They are both people who love life. In contrast, xiaorou is lazy. She doesn't like going into the kitchen at all. She only likes ready-made food.

"Then why don't you go to the show? I can also chat with the dean." Jing Muchen said.

Jiang xiaorou smiled: "no, you'd better cook! I'm afraid the dean of my meal will be poisoned."

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Jing Muchen looked at xiaorou dotingly, and his fingers flicked her nose.

"I'm going to accompany the dean." Jiang xiaorou runs to sit with the dean.

Jing Muchen's tall figure went to the kitchen and soon heard his voice cutting vegetables. Just listening to this voice, you know it must be the chef. If he opened the restaurant, his business would be very hot.

"Dean, did you run this orphanage?" Jiang xiaorou asked.

"Yes! I did it alone. It has been done for decades. It has been with me like my child for half of my life." when the Dean mentioned it, the smile on his face became bright.

"Then why did you choose to run an orphanage?" Jiang xiaorou asked again.

Xiaorou thinks that as a woman, the Dean can do this. In fact, she is particularly great because she has to face some homeless orphans, who need to be taken care of.

"Because I am also an orphan," said the dean.