Reborn 1980 The Thousand Gold Peasant Girl

Chapter 314
It took Ning Qiu more than an hour to find the nearest bus stop. At this time, she was drenched in sweat, her face was bloody cut by grass blades, and her body was covered in grass clippings and mud prints.Those shoes are even more dirty and can't be seen, worse than those who go to the fields to do farm work.

After finally waiting for a bus to arrive, Ning Qiu didn't care where the bus was going, it was only after getting on.

There were not many people in the car, and her panicked appearance startled the conductor.

"Girl, are you okay?"

Ning Qiu smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, it rolled down the grassy slope. Excuse me, does this car go to the city?"

"Go, the ticket is fifty cents."

Ning Qiu bought a ticket, found a place to sit down, and finally had a rest.Although the body can get a temporary rest, Ning Qiu's head is running fast.

She remembered the first time she saw Ma Dongling, her mother beat her severely with a branch.How old was she at that time, eight years old?nine years old?Ning Qiu couldn't quite remember what Ma Dongling looked like at that time, but those eyes that shone with a faint light left a deep impression on her.

Even a person like her, who has lived her whole life, can't see the emotions in those eyes.Is it cold, numb, forbearing, or crazy under extreme depression.

Unknowingly, the car drove into the urban area. Ning Qiu spotted a busy street and got out of the car, directly hailed a taxi and rushed to the orphanage on the outskirts of the city.

Huailin Village on the outskirts of the city has undergone many changes compared to a few years ago. The original farmland has become a factory building, and the narrow and potholed dirt road has become a spacious and straight cement road.

Ning Qiu got out of the car and walked in the direction of memory.

After walking for a long time, I found a villager to inquire. The old man hunched over and pointed to a place to the west.

"The Yongen Orphanage you mentioned was originally there. The year before last, I heard from the village chief that the orphanage had no money, and it was a problem for several children to eat. After that, a big truck came and took the remaining children away. Picked up, and the orphanage closed without children."

"closed!?"

"Yes, that piece of land has already been bought, and I'm afraid you won't be able to see that house in a few days."

"Where's Mr. Huang from the orphanage? Also, where are those children?"

"I don't know about that, go ask the village chief."

"Oh, where is the village chief?"

The old man showed Ning Qiu the way, and after thanking him, Ning Qiu went to the village committee.

A few years ago, Ning Qiu and Yun Yuanchu had visited the orphanage, and also met several old people in the village, including the village chief.Even Ning Qiu has almost forgotten now, let alone the elderly village chief.

"Are you here to see Teacher Huang?"

"Yeah, I've been here before, and I didn't have the chance to come because I went to school in other places. I came back this time to see Teacher Huang and the children."

The village chief sighed, "Not long after the orphanage moved in, there were fewer and fewer people who came to donate. The money from the government alone is not enough. Mr. Huang has traveled all over the enterprises and companies in Luoyang, and the donations he received are not enough to support the orphanage." In the end, even she herself fell ill."

"Ms. Huang is sick?"

"That's right, I don't know exactly what disease I have. But I still have the contact information of Teacher Huang, and there is her home address on it."

"Can you tell me her contact information, I want to see her."

The village head searched for a long time, and finally came out with a cardboard box.

"It's all here."

"so much!?"

The village head explained, "Later, the orphanage couldn't survive, and Teacher Huang was admitted to the hospital. Some of the remaining children were transferred to other orphanages, and the younger ones were adopted by kind people. I went through all the procedures. It was done. These are the documents left over from the formalities, probably more than a dozen.”

Ning Qiu flipped through the pages, "Village Chief, can you give these documents to me?"

"This one……"

"Don't worry, I won't throw it away. I want to take it to Teacher Huang and make a copy. I want to find a child. I might be able to find these documents if I have them."

"You want to bring it to Teacher Huang... that's fine. If she recovers from her illness, remember to ask her to come back and have a look. Many people in the village still talk about her, so she is a good person."

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring the words to you."

Leaving the village committee with the box in her arms, Ning Qiu walked west, she wanted to see the building that was about to be demolished.

The original gate has disappeared, and more than half of the courtyard wall has collapsed. The original gate can still be vaguely identified by the two turned pillars at the gate.

The large yard is overgrown with weeds, and the swings and seesaws built by the villagers for the children have long since been damaged and corroded, making a 'creaking' sound when the wind blows through.

The walls of the red brick house built in the 50s are intact, but the windows have been broken long ago and only the window frames are left, and the door is gone.The gloomy house was full of dust, with broken wooden stairs between the first and second floors.

There are several holes in the high roof, and the sunlight shines in through the holes.Where the sun shines, several green plants have broken through the ruins.

Ning Qiu still remembered the time when he came here a few years ago. Although the things were worn out, they were all wiped clean. There were the sounds of children running and laughing on the wooden stairs and corridors.And now everything is like a phantom, existing only in memory.

A piece of paper caught in the ruins looks like a butterfly fluttering in the sun.

Ning Qiu walked over and carefully took the piece of paper out of the dirt.

It was a piece of drawing paper on which all the children in the orphanage were drawn.Children surround a tree with three birds.One of the largest birds throws its neck back, while the other spreads its wings to protect a fledgling bird.

Ning Qiu's hands were trembling. It turned out that the children still remembered the story about the little bird and hope.

Ning Qiu carefully folded the painting and put it in the bag he carried with him.He glanced at the dilapidated house again, and left with the cardboard box in his arms.

Coming out of the village, Ning Qiu felt dizzy looking at the fiery red sunset in the west.It was only then that she remembered that she hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.I don't feel hungry even if I touch my stomach, I should be too hungry.

After buying a pack of biscuits and a bottle of water at a grocery store at the entrance of the village, Ning Qiu took the bus back to the city.

The car was very crowded, all the workers who got off work from nearby factories.Ning Qiu was holding the cardboard box with both hands, and the shoulder bag was still tightly clamped under his arm, and it was very difficult to move.

Moved step by step to the position of the rear door, attracting complaints and blank stares all the way.Ning Qiu turned a blind eye, and was relieved until he reached the rear door and stuffed the cardboard box into the space under the seat.

She carefully placed the satchel on her chest, protecting it with one hand.You must know that in the 90s, there were still many thieves in cars, especially in such crowded cars.

The car drove into the urban area and stopped at a station, and Ning Qiu got out of the car with the box in his arms.It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no time to go back to the small building, so Ning Qiu directly hailed a taxi to find the address on the note.

(End of this chapter)