Chapter 81: Sixteen year old, teenager Shen Ke.

The blazing summer sun hangs high in the sky, like a golden waterfall of sunlight pouring down from the azure sky, the large yard is empty, only the cicadas chirping, screaming this annoying summer.

It was one of the most unusual afternoons at the "Flower Buds" orphanage in Nanta County.

Teacher Pei after taking care of the children's nap, out of the dormitory, gently closed the door, through the small window on the door and looked at a room of children sleeping peacefully, and only then cast his eyes to the yard that is sitting quietly under the old acacia tree that small group, sighed gently.

Teacher Pei walked into the courtyard with the blazing midday sun, until she stood under the shade of the old acacia tree, then she quite stopped her steps and softly called out to the little group.

"Little Lin Jian?"

After a long time, the little boy whose name was called turned his eyes away from the big iron gate of the yard, and did not agree, but just twisted his head to look quietly at the teacher in front of him, and after two seconds, he turned back again without a sound.

Only four years old child, like a beautiful and delicate but can not speak porcelain doll, snow-white face by the outdoor heat steamed out a little thin red, a pair of black grapes like big eyes, but no emotion at all.

Mr. Bae sighed silently once again.

She took two steps closer, squatted down in front of little Lin Jian, and said softly, "The other children have already fallen asleep, the sun is too hot today, let's not sit here, the teacher will wash our faces, and we'll go to sleep too, okay?"

And the little clump of children were as unresponsive as if they hadn't heard it, their clear eyes just staring longingly at the iron door, not speaking or moving.

The weather forecast says that the temperature outside today has reached 38 degrees and at this rate the child could be at risk of heat stroke.

Teacher Pei can not care so much, after the third sigh, directly held Lin Jian put on the knee of the small hand, slightly force, will be small group of people from the stone bench pulled up, mouth but always keep coaxing: "go go go go, wake up and eat fruit with the children, the little Lin Jian the most good oh."

The small hand was unexpectedly held by a warm palm, little Lin Jian subconsciously stymied his steps, the corners of his mouth pursed tightly, and his dark pupils looked at little Mr. Pei without a moment's notice.

Usually chubby and very smiley teacher Pei is the favorite teacher of the children in the orphanage, there is no one, but at this time this young female teacher was gazed at by a small child with such a quiet gaze, but the heart suddenly apprehensive.

Just because of those eyes, they were so still.

But for the child's pity and love still prevailed, Mr. Pei silently did three seconds of self-psychological construction, once again smilingly shook Lin Jian's little hand: "Go ah."

Unexpectedly, this time Lin Jian just looked at her for a few seconds at the same place, and then slightly lowered his eyes, but actually really did not say a word and took a step with her.

Teacher Pei was first stunned, then smiled more gently and softly complimented him, "What a good boy!"

Although as quiet and uncaring as a snowball, he is an obedient and pliable good boy.

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In the early morning, Guan Jia of the Shen family mansion came out of the secondary building, passed the workers who were building the lawn, and walked into the main building with slow and soft steps.

It was still early, and the entire main building of the Shen Residence was unusually quiet at this time.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the fact that the owner's family has always preferred silence to noise.

Guan Jia walked through the rustic and elegantly decorated first-floor hall, around the wood-carved landscape screen, first to the kitchen outside the side hall, to check the progress of the master chefs in preparing breakfast, and only after receiving the answer that the meal would be ready in half an hour, did he walk back to the center hall, and then down the winding, wooden staircase to the doorway of the second-floor living room, which was next to one of the bedrooms.

In the living room, the head of the Shen family had already finished washing up, and Shen Zhangqian was accompanying his wife to softly recite today's morning scripture.

They are sitting in a double sofa filled with morning sunlight, one murmuring softly, the other listening quietly, no matter who sees this picturesque scene, will have to secretly praise the people in the picture of the qin and se, husband and wife in love.

Seeing Guan Jia coming to look for him, Shen Zhangqian made a slight gesture towards him.

Guan Jia, who had been in the middle of the conversation, did not come forward to interrupt until Cong Wan had finished the last chapter of the scripture, and then he spoke up and called out, "Sir, madam, you may go downstairs and get ready for breakfast."

"Good." Shen Zhangqian naturally took the scripture in Cong Wan's hand and put it back into the bookcase on one side, only to turn around and say, as if suddenly remembering something, "Is Xiao Ke not up yet?"

Without waiting for Guan Jia to reply, Cong Wan replied warmly and softly, "Last night he drew pictures until the middle of the night, so let him stay in bed and take a nap today."

Guan Jia, standing eyeball to eyeball, could hardly disagree.

"Better go get him up." Mentioning his only son, Shen Zhangqian's tone also had a vague pride in it, but on a daily basis, he still had to maintain the image of a strict father, and instructed, "In the morning, I'm going to visit a county orphanage underneath the outer city, so tell Xiao Ke to get ready and go with me."

Guan Jia had no choice but to go to the third floor again after being ordered to wake up this young master of the Shen family.

The young master's room was the one at the far end of the third-floor hallway, with a large separate terrace and a small gym.

It is said that the young master of the Shen family, who has been known as a "gifted child" since childhood, likes to do most at home on weekdays is to sit on the wooden floor of the balcony, sketching and copying the green hills and faraway décor as far as the eye can see, or spreading his design manuscripts, which are incomprehensible to the Guan Jia uncle, all over the floor, and sitting on the clean white snowy sketches for several hours. He sits in the middle of the snow-white sketches and draws for hours in peace and quiet.

I thought that the person who drew pictures until midnight last night was still sleeping, but when Guan Jia walked to the door of the bedroom, he just realized that the door was open.

Guan Jia stood in the doorway, knocked on the wide-open door, and tentatively called out towards the room, "...... Young master?"

After a few moments, probably hearing Guan Jia's voice, the door of the inner gym was suddenly pushed open from the inside out, and the young master, dressed in a short athletic outfit with a white sweat towel around his neck, walked out of the gym.

"Uncle Fong."

Teenager forehead corner still hangs a few drops of sweat beads want to fall not fall, body posture is slender and straight, just after the exercise exposed in the sports short suit outside the limbs covered with a layer of smooth lines of thin muscle, with a teenager's characteristic clear and refined hardness, belongs to the age of the most unique handsome handsome.

Especially that pair of eyes, warm and calm and gentle, perfectly neutralizing the touch of sharpness and sharpness hidden in the temperament.

This is Shen Zhangqian and Cong Wan's only son, currently in his sophomore year at one of China's top universities, majoring in landscape art and design....

Sixteen, Junior Shen Ke.

Guan Jia briefly explained his purpose, and Shen Ke was not too surprised to hear it, but just raised his eyebrows slightly and asked him to make sure again, "You want me to come along?"

"Yes." Guan Jia thought for a moment and added, "Actually, in addition to Shen's high annual budget for charitable funds, Mr. Privately will always personally visit those children in the surrounding orphanages from time to time, and this time it just so happens that you're at home, so it's ......"

Although Shen Zhangqian has been passionate about public service for many years, he has rarely been featured in either emerging media or traditional news topics. For one thing, Shen Zhangqian is a low-profile person, and for another, ...... he never uses the children to make a nice honorary article for himself.

"...... Okay." Shen Ke thought about it and naturally nodded his head in agreement, "Tell my parents that I'll change and come downstairs after I take a shower, so they can have breakfast first and don't have to wait for me."

Although the orphanage Shen Zhangqian is visiting today is in a different city in the same province, the distance traveled is the farthest compared to the past.

Shen Zhangqian father and son after packing, Shen's a special car has been waiting outside the Shen residence, in addition, there is a loaded supplies "front four rear eight" type of large box cargo.

The trip would take over five hours each way.

They left South City in the morning and arrived at their destination just after 2:00 pm.

In front of the "Flower Buds" orphanage, the headmistress with five or six teachers and three or four nursery aunts were already waiting at the gate.

Shen Zhangqian's assistant, Song Zhi, also accompanied him, and when the car stopped, Song Zhi took the lead in getting out of the passenger car, going around to the back and pulling open the door, bowing slightly and propping himself up on the top of the door with one hand.

Shen Ke came down one step before Shen Zhangqian, and then nodded lightly to Song Zhi, saying in a faint voice, "Assistant Song, I'll do it."

He then took over Song Zhi's position and stroked the top of the door for Shen Zhangqian.

The director and teachers of the orphanage were very excited to see Shen Zhangqian, especially the director's aunt, who is already over 50 years old, held Shen Zhangqian's hand for a long time, with tears of gratitude in the bottom of her eyes, and said with a cry, "Chairman Shen, thank you so much! You have been sponsoring our children for so many years, and today you even came to ...... in person, I don't know what to say!"

The old dean has devoted his life to this public welfare institution, and has spilled all his youth and blood on the batches of homeless children who have grown up and gone out from here.

Shen Zhangqian in front of the old dean did not have the posture of a famous family and listed enterprise magnate, and even as simple as she no longer cared about those social field of false rituals, at this moment also held the old lady's hand tightly, shook vigorously, and said in a deep voice: "Don't ever say that, and compared with you, and every one of the teachers who have devoted themselves to the work here, what we can do is still too little! is still too little!"

As they were talking, the Shen employees accompanying them had already begun to carry supplies from the box truck to the orphanage's warehouse, and the old dean's gaze, flowing unobtrusively, landed on Shen Ke, who always stood behind Shen Zhangqian, and after silently sizing up the teenager, he couldn't help but ask, "... ...Who is this?"

"Oh, this is Inuyasha Shen Ke, who happens to be home on summer vacation, so I brought him along to see the kids."

Shen Ke did not need Shen Zhangqian's command, and took the initiative to step forward, with a little light smile under her eyes, and greeted the dean in a courteous manner, "Hello, I'm here to volunteer today, so if there's anything I can do, please feel free to send me."

The old dean couldn't stop nodding his head in praise as he looked at the young man in front of him, who was like a green pine and bamboo.

When the children heard that Uncle Shen, who had been sending them picture books, school supplies and beautiful clothes, had come, they all leaned over the window sill of the big classroom and kept looking into the yard, with novelty and innocence in their bright and simple eyes.

They were all orphans or abandoned children who had no choice but to come to the orphanage for one family reason or another, and a few of the children had even arrived at the institution before they were a week old and had already spent many years of their childhood here.

Such tiny human beings, because they have been losing since birth, are at their most sincere and pure in the eagerness and intimacy they express when they meet someone who genuinely gives to them.

It's like standing at the bottom of a barren, gray cliff and having a hard time catching a bit of bright light.

Shen Zhangqian and Shen Ke were surrounded by these little angels as soon as they entered the classroom, led by the director and teachers.

They were so excited that they danced around the two of them with their little mouths full of talk, and they even brought out their own handicrafts and drawings as if they were treasures to give to Shen Zhangqian as gifts.

Father and son in the center of the group of children, the world is a color of innocence.

At this time, the dean aunty clapped her hands, let the group of little angels a little quiet, and then said to them with a smile: "Children, this Shen Ke brother has gone to college, the teacher once told you, how to become a college student again?"

With big, bright, innocent eyes, the angels answered in unison, "Good, good, learning, learning!"

"Right!" The dean smiled gratefully and said, "From today onwards, we'll follow this big brother's example, and in the future, when you grow up, you'll all go to very good universities and become excellent college students as well, okay!"

"--Good!"

So, in the following time, Shen Ke, the "excellent university representative", under the instruction of Shen Zhangqian, gave full play to his own expertise, and gave a vivid and interesting drawing lesson to the children in this classroom.

The little ones sat on their chairs and listened intently, and when it was time to do the exercises themselves, they raised their hands in a decent manner and asked Shen Ke innocent and interesting questions of one kind or another.

For the rest of the time, the sixteen-year-old Shen Ke was not at all impatient or annoyed when faced with these quirky children and those strange questions, but always spoke softly and gently to help them solve their problems and answer their questions, and in a few words, told them about the magnificent and grand world outside the high walls of the orphanage.

The young man's eyebrows are soft, temperament is warm and heavy, although he is only in his teens, but his body already has a gentleman's aura that is as warm and moist as jade.

The hottest part of the afternoon is over, and when the activity teacher smiles and takes the children outside to do an activity, Shen Ke takes a bottle of water from Song Zhi to moisten her parched throat.

He stood at the door of the classroom and watched the group of children in the courtyard laughing and joking after their teacher, but he felt an overwhelming sense of peace and tranquility in his heart.

That's probably the magic of innocence.

Suddenly, Shen Ke put down the bottle of mineral water, his line of sight glanced at the corner of the corridor outside the classroom, and stopped slightly.

There sits a small but very white and thin looking little boy, a teacher is squatting beside him, pointing to the yard is spreading joyful children to say something to him, and time passes by, the little guy but never much reaction, just pursed little lips, quietly looking into the distance.

Shen Ke curiously followed the direction he was looking and realized that he wasn't even looking at the little ones, but at the big iron door of the orphanage.

Shen Ke retracted his gaze, and slightly recalled in his mind, it seemed ...... that whether he and Shen Zhangqian walked into the classroom, or he gave these little children a drawing lesson, or even more ...... even when he gave the children new summer clothes at the beginning, this child was not there. The child was not even present when the new summer clothes were handed out to the children at the beginning.

Otherwise, looking so white and clean, like a handful of snowballs, he would have been able to remember it at a glance.

Shen Ke thought for a moment, walked over to the teacher in the classroom who was cleaning up, pointed to the piece of "ice-cream" through the window, and asked: "Excuse me, what is the situation of this child ......? "

The caregiver looked out the window, saw who Shen Ke was asking about, and first gave an "oh", then sighed long and regretfully, "His name is Lin Jian, and he was sent to our institution by the civil affairs department two months ago."

"This little guy is really poor, mom left when he was born, so many years without knowing the whereabouts of the father originally worked on the site in the county, the results of the site had a safety accident ...... did not run away, parents are gone, the child followed his great aunt's family life, but who knows his great aunt's son is an uneducated jerks, little years do not learn well, and finally raw was forced by loan sharks to go to the robbery, the top sentence of twenty years, the son of a young boy was not learning well. The son of his great aunt is an uneducated bastard, a small age does not learn, eat, drink, whoring, gambling and pumping all five drugs, and finally raw by the loan sharks forced to go to the robbery, the top sentence of twenty years ......"

"Lin Jian his great aunt two families heard, son of this and sentenced to death there is no difference, the brain a hot eye in front of a blindfold, they both sought shortcomings, the last time from the county detention center to see his son back on the road, they jumped together in the artificial lake."

The teacher said: "Although the original small Lin Jian followed his great aunt, this family is not good for this child, but at least there is a place to land ah, the results now ...... became a complete orphan without a home and no relatives ... ... it is said that at that time or their village people followed the county police to identify the body, only after returning to remember ...... that Lin Jiangyue two families are gone so much. ...It is said that ah, at that time or their village people followed the county's police to identify the body, came back to think of ...... this Lin Jiangyue two mouths are gone for so many days, that the child?"

"Rushed to the old forest home to see ah ...... four-year-old children are starving next to the clay stove ......"

"Before being sent to the institution by the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau, this child stayed in the hospital for a long period of time, and only after his body was almost cured was he sent here." The female teacher said this, quickly raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eye, "This child has been here for more than two months, does not love to talk and ignore people, just all day long, either sitting at the gate or sitting elsewhere, a person looking at the gate of the institution, Teacher Pei asked a number of times what he is always looking at, and finally there was a time when the child said... ..."

Shen Ke's brow furrowed involuntarily, "What are you looking at?"

"...... said it was to see when his dad was coming to pick him up."

After saying these words, the tip of the teenager's heart felt as if it had been pinched by a piece of gravel, the force was not heavy, but a short and sharp stabbing pain spread abruptly.

"You see how attractive that child is ......" The teacher sighed deeply, and there was already a noticeable tremor in her voice, "It's just too bitter, ah, to always go on like this, how can it be good... ..."

Shen Ke was silent for a long time after listening to this dreary and heart-wrenching introduction.

Under the window sill of the promenade, Mr. Pei persuaded Lin Jian for half a day, but he did not seem to be interested in the proposal of "playing games with the children", not only uninterested, but even unresponsive.

In the end, Mr. Pei sighed helplessly, stood up and touched little Lin Jian's head, and turned around to go to the yard to help the activity teacher watch the children.

Little Lin Jian sat in the shadows of the porch, watching the figure of Mr. Pei slowly walk away, the little hand placed squarely on his knee suddenly moved for a moment, but then, slowly moved back to its original position, slightly hanging his head.

Looking out from Shen Ke's point of view, one could see the swirl of hair on the back of the snowball's head, like a small, silent swirl in the not-so-harsh light.

Shen Ke stood still and thought for a moment before picking up the drawing he had done with his child on the lecture table, and one of the honey oranges on his dinner plate that his caretaker's aunt hadn't yet had time to put away, and heading out the classroom door toward the quiet mass of snow on the porch.