Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Bright Orphanage.

A little girl about five years old opened her eyes, and the eyes flashed with light, which was fleeting; after settling down, the eyes were full of aura.

"Huahua, wake up. The headmaster stopped the children from performing today; I heard that someone is coming to adopt a child. When the time comes, you should behave well and try to make them look after you, so you can leave the orphanage."

A nurse patted the little girl on the shoulder with a smile and coaxed her softly.

The little girl named Huahua is Minghua who has thrown herself into the small world. Her real name is also Minghua; she is a descendant of a martyr. When he was just over one year old, he was sent to an orphanage.

Since then, she has grown up in an orphanage.

Fortunately, the original owner is a well-behaved, sensible, and intelligent child.

She was unanimously loved by the dean and the nurses of the orphanage, so she was raised fat and white.

Therefore, Minghua is now a chubby little chubby girl; fortunately, she has big eyes, regular features, and she is very cute.

"Auntie~"

Minghua is still a little unaccustomed to elongating her milk voice; as a person who has grown up for countless tens of thousands of years, suddenly becomes a child again, even if she is prepared to run down, the impact is not small.

"Hey, Huahua, get up." The nurse picked up the little guy, saw her sleepy-eyed, cute, and kissed the chubby face.

Minghua (ΩДΩ).

She is a majestic sage, but she was kissed by someone other than Tongtian.

"Huahua is so cute, come on, would you like to wear a little princess dress today?"

Minghua quickly shook her head, she was not the original owner, and she didn't like princess dresses, "Auntie~ I want to wear pants, not skirts."

"Skirts are so pretty! Don't you like skirts the most? Huahua in a skirt looks like a little princess." The nurse didn't give up, and still wanted to coax her into wearing a skirt.

The little chubby girl is wearing a pink, tender, tender skirt, so cute.

"No, no, no, wear pants." I was almost being led astray, and the repeated sound was about to come out.

Minghua is helpless with the child's language system, and it seems that he should pay more attention to his speech in the future; if he can't make a double sound, it is purely accidental if he really wants to make a double sound!
(*/ω＼*).

The nurse was amused by her, and he also knew that she should have wanted to talk about trousers when she paused for a moment.

"Okay, let me put on your pants, how about a pink suit?"

"Okay!" The milk voice reappeared, Minghua was powerless to save her, and could only follow the law of human growth.

The nurse found out a set of pink clothes and trousers for her to put on. The pink, tender, and tender clothes were paired with pink and white dumplings. Minghua was dragged and kissed twice by the nurse's aunt.

Minghua sighed.

Life is not easy, Huahua sighed.

She does not reject the benefits of being cute.

The nurse's aunt put her on the ground, "Huahua went to the cafeteria to have breakfast by herself, and Auntie is going to dress the other children."

"Okay, aunt~"

The long sound seems to be dragging weakly, but it is extraordinarily pleasant, soft and waxy.

The nurse's aunt especially loves to hear her call people like this. Other children call her aunt, and Minghua calls her aunt since she was a child~.

Every time I hear her call aunt~, my heart softens.

Minghua da da da ran out of the room, stood in the corridor, and went to the cafeteria along the road in memory; when he arrived at the cafeteria, there were only a few children in it, probably this was the welfare of the favored children.

Children who come first, get to pick their food.

The food in the orphanage is not rich, and the breakfast is even more monotonous.

She looked at the soy milk in the big basin, and there were fried dough sticks and steamed buns beside it; the buns were stuffed with vegetarian vegetables, without meat, and the orphanage was not rich, so there were very few opportunities to eat meat.

There are not a lot of each item, there is a daily quota, and the quantity is not large.

She came early and could choose soft foods such as soy milk and steamed buns; children who came late had no choice but to eat whatever they had. Some children were young and had soft teeth and couldn't chew deep-fried dough sticks.However, you have to eat in order not to be hungry.

After breakfast, there was something in his belly; Minghua continued to follow the habit of the original owner, and went to play in the grove of the orphanage when he was full. The orphanage is self-sufficient in vegetables, and there is a sum of money left to buy vegetables.

She wandered around the grove, but went back without finding anything interesting; when she arrived at the play place, she found a crayon, and wrote and drew on a discarded wooden board.

She has no purpose, but just draws what she saw today; she has been influenced by many years of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even if she is a little rusty without practicing all the year round, the results of her paintings are good.

The nurse aunt who took care of the children in the playground praised it after seeing it.

"Huahua is amazing, the painting is really good, just like the real thing."

The discarded wooden boards were very old, and Minghua painted a vegetable garden in a small forest on them, which added a bit of vitality to it; the yellowish black wooden boards seemed to have become a piece of fertile land, no wonder the nurse boasted.

Hearing the praise, the dean followed the praise and looked towards the nurse. His eyes softened a lot when he saw Minghua.

A man, a woman, and a boy beside the dean also heard it. The little boy stared at Ming Hua curiously, and a man and a woman were also watching the chubby little dumpling talking to the nurse's aunt.

"Hey." Minghua smiled brightly, and she looked a little silly when she was chubby.

"How old is she? What's her name?" the man next to the dean asked.

"Mr. Yan, this child's name is Minghua. He is five years old this year. He is a very obedient and sensible child. It is common for children of her age to cry and fuss a lot. She doesn't know how to tell her when something happens. She will listen; sometimes she will help take care of disabled children, she is very kind and caring."

Yard picks all good things to say.

Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan knew it naturally, but they could tell that the child was well-raised; the clothes on her body were clean and tidy, even though they were half-worn clothes, they looked good on her.

Chubby, cute and cute when he smirks.

"Why was she sent to the orphanage?" Mrs. Yan was tall and slender, wearing expensive clothes, showing a strong and polite posture.

The Yanjia kid's ears moved, and he stared straight at Minghua.

The dean hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his smile, and said: "She is a family member of a martyr and was sent here in her early one year old; her father was a soldier and died on a mission, and her mother died of a serious illness within two days. After everything was divided up by relatives, they sent Minghua to the orphanage."

"She is too young and has no guardian, even if she wants to fight for property, she can't fight for it; her parents left in a hurry and didn't make a will. This child should have been happy and happy, but now she has nothing. She grew up so lonely gone."

Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan were very moved after hearing this. Mrs. Yan caught a glimpse of her son staring at other children's good eyes out of the corner of her eyes, and her eyes flickered; she glanced at Mr. Yan and motioned him to see her son.