"Teacher Yao, please don't work so hard in the future, hire more people, after all, you are also getting older,"
Xiao Yaning said with some heartache.
"It's okay, I'm still quite fit, but as children increase, we definitely will need more help,"
Teacher Yao carefully hid the check close to his body.
"Teacher Yao, I want to ask, how did I come to the orphanage back then?"
Xiao Yaning suddenly asked.
"Oh, that matter, let me think,"
Teacher Yao frowned and thought a bit before saying:
"Actually, you were brought here by a farmer. Over twenty years ago, the area north of the orphanage had not yet been developed; it was all farmland. One farmer went to the fields early in the morning and suddenly found a little girl sitting on the ridges of the field, crying, her face all dirty."
"That farmer thought she belonged to a nearby family, but after waiting for half the day and seeing that no one came to claim her, he had no choice but to bring her to the welfare institute."