Hey, you picked up the wrong wife. [Quickly wear]

Chapter 144 Love Variety Supporting Role [Extra]

In early December, on the second day when the New Year atmosphere in Xinqi City was getting stronger, the first heavy snowfall of the year ushered in.

The heavy snow fell like goose feathers, like pieces of paper, and stayed on the walls, roofs, and swings in the small playground. In a short time, it accumulated as thick as half a knuckle.

Pingkang Welfare Home received the last batch of material donations at the end of the year, because this time there was an unprecedented amount of materials. The middle-aged director wearing glasses was directing the teachers to bring the children who were old enough to carry the materials.

Snowflakes were flying, and teachers in cotton-padded jackets and scarves were on the sidelines to maintain order, shouting loudly: "Be careful where you step, don't slip! Watch the road when you walk! No joking!"

The little boy walking at the end of the moving team had a fair and beautiful face. The worn and patched cotton-padded jacket he wore was handed over from another boy who had grown up. The cotton had become stiff and could not bring any warmth. , he shrank his neck and put his hands in his pockets that were not warm, trying to warm his sore little hands from the cold.

"Be careful! Watch your step!"

Long Mi lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered his eyelids, like a small black fan. He lowered his head and walked slowly, following the pace of the child in front of him. His hands were cold and his feet hurt from the cold. Every step he took was like walking on the tip of a knife.

"Hehehehe, Long Mi, what can you move at such a young age?" While the teacher was distributing supplies and maintaining order in front of him, the little boy in front of Long Mi suddenly turned around, with purple chilblains on his face that was red from the cold. He turned around and took a look, then pushed Long Mi onto the deserted lawn next to the gravel road.

Long Mi kicked his hands in his pockets and had no time to dodge. He screamed and fell down, hitting his head heavily on the gravel. He suddenly started whimpering in pain.

His cry was very weak, like a kitten that was bullied before it was full-term, sobbing and choking, and big tears rolled down his cheeks.

"I just know how to cry! Crybaby!"

The little boy who pushed him stuck out his tongue at him and jumped forward in line.

Long Mi slowly sat up, rubbed the back of his head awkwardly with his red hands, sniffed and continued to cry aggrievedly. No one noticed him, and he didn't ask anyone for help. He stood up on the snow-covered lawn and patted the dirt on his butt.

It can't get dirty. It's hard to wash clothes in winter, and the teacher will scold him for not being clean.

Long Mi was sobbing while walking on his feet that were so cold that he couldn't feel anything. He kept pace with the team carrying supplies, but he was very careful to stay away from the little boy who pushed him.

Outside Pingkang Welfare Home, a middle-aged man in a black coat stood outside a black business car, holding a big umbrella with a solemn expression. Under the umbrella stood a half-year-old boy wearing a gray down jacket.

The young man put his hands in his pockets and looked at the children of different ages who kept coming out of the orphanage, with a nervous and searching look on his face.

"Master, has he come out?"

Nanhe stared at the door of the orphanage: "No."

"Who are you looking for?" Could it be the illegitimate son of the gentleman who lived outside the home, and the young master came here to lure the snake out of its hole in the name of supplies and then kill him?