Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

Chapter 118 I Want to Be a Good Dad (65)

Jingli then noticed that the TV was playing an edited version of the latest episode of "Let's See Yin and Yang".

The two deans have always been concerned about him, treating him like family.

This heartwarming scene made Fu Zichu, who was near the door, feel a little uncomfortable, and he shifted awkwardly.

"Isn't this young Fu?" Dean Lin pushed the wheelchair a couple of steps toward the door. "Come on in, everyone, don't just stand there."

Dean Qian put one arm around Jing Li and took the other hand towards Fu Zichu.

"Child, come in first."

When he saw Fu Zichu, the tears in his eyes welled up even more.

"Yes, yes, don't stand there, good boy, come in first."

Fu Zichu felt the other person's rough yet warm hand gently caress her wrist.

These hands didn't feel the same as Jingli's, yet they still made Fu Zichu's heart itch, while also giving her an indescribable sense of warmth.

Fu Zichu was flattered and followed Dean Qian into the house and sat on the sofa.

Fu Zichu had little recollection of anything about Angel House, but sitting in this unfamiliar room, his earlier awkwardness gradually disappeared, giving him the illusion that he was very familiar with the two deans in front of him.

The room was on the first floor, not very big, a bit crowded but well-organized.

The interior is filled with traces of life, each trace telling a story of this room.

The plates on the coffee table in the living room are always full of candy and cookies because the children from Angel House like to come and play with the two directors in their free time.

Every door in the house has a small horizontal line drawn with a different colored pen, and each color corresponds to a name, recording the children's growth.

Needless to say, the photos are numerous. Angel House's photo albums fill three entire bookshelves. The framed photos displayed on the outside are not certificates or photos with investors, but group photos of every batch of children who have graduated from Angel House.

Fu Zichu was surprised to see himself as a child in one of the photos. Beside him was another well-behaved boy, whom Fu Zichu recognized as Jing Li when he was a child.

Dean Lin noticed Fu Zichu's gaze and said, "When this photo was taken, you secretly ran in to play with Little Koi. The volunteer who organized the group photo that day was new and didn't know you weren't a child from Angel House, which is why this photo was taken."

With a nostalgic look, she said, "It was fate; luckily, this photo was taken back then."

Dean Lin didn't say anything more, afraid of touching on painful memories.

Dean Qian walked in carrying a chilled watermelon: "That's right."

The glass plate holding the watermelon made a crisp sound as it collided with the coffee table, releasing a sweet aroma.

This was an experience Fu Zichu had never had before.

Dean Qian pushed the watermelon in front of the two of them, his expression complicated.

"Young Fu, you've suffered all these years."

When Jiang Yuanqi came to take Fu Zichu away, everyone was genuinely happy for the child.

But no one expected what happened next, and this secret was only recently revealed.

After the first phase of "Let's See Yin and Yang" ended, Dean Qian suffered from insomnia for several nights, consulted many people, and revised the adoption rules of Angel House.

He would never allow the same tragedy to happen again.

"Why are you bringing this up, old man? Let's not talk about those things."

Dean Lin said this, but his voice was choked with emotion.

She had previously suffered from depression and was naturally sensitive and empathetic. She felt a lot of self-blame after learning about Fu Zichu's accident. But because of her sensitivity, she was more willing to protect the children's self-esteem and avoid mentioning past painful events.

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about it. Come and eat some watermelon. Oh right, there's some lychee cold brew tea I made in the fridge. I'll go pour some for you."

As Dean Qian spoke, he ran back to the kitchen.

Dean Lin gave the two of them an apologetic look.

That gentle expression softened Fu Zichu's heart a little.

"It's alright, Dean. I'm doing very well now."

This was the first time Fu Zichu had spoken politely to someone other than Jingli, without any ulterior motives.

Dean Qian brought over his lychee cold brew, and the four of them chatted about interesting things in the house and the plans for Angel House while drinking tea and eating snacks.

"When the group of little angels you rescued arrive, the Angel House will be even more lively."

Dean Qian exclaimed, "The area set up for these little ones has been arranged. Shall I take you to see it?"

Jingli and the other person naturally agreed.

The number of babies rescued this time was not large. After some were taken away by their mothers, only three remained: one boy and two girls.

The story of Qianshan has garnered considerable attention due to the spread of the documentary series "Let's See Yin and Yang." After the situation of these three babies came to light, many people contacted the program team expressing their desire to adopt them.

However, because these children are in special circumstances, having been affected by both the altar and the spirit of the infant in Qianshan, and without a mother nearby, they need to be gathered together and nurtured for a period of time.

The program team was not professional in assessing adoptive parents, so they simply handed the matter over to Angel House. After the children were discharged from the hospital, people from the security bureau would come to decorate their rooms and cleanse them of any lingering resentment.

Dean Qian pushed Dean Lin and led Jing Li and Fu Zichu around the Angel House. Jing Li was worried that the two of them would get tired, so she suggested that they walk around alone so that the two deans could rest.

"Okay, don't run away after you're done shopping. Your dad will cook dinner for you today."

"Know it!"

Watching the two former deans leave, Jingli and Fu Zichu exchanged a glance and smiled.

Jingli took Fu Zichu's hand and led him to a fenced-off amusement area.

This playground is where Jingli played when she was a child. It's not big, but it was her castle back then.

This playground is getting old, and there are some building materials piled up next to it, so it looks like it needs to be repaired.

The area was quiet. Jingli led Fu Zichu across the fence and sat down on a small horse.

"Do you remember this place?"

Fu Zichu looked around.

The slide, which was only slightly taller than him, already showed signs of rust on both sides, and the cushioning pad under the seesaw was also damaged. The pony sitting in the scene was also missing an eye.

All of this looked so much like the desolation of the Island of Life Paradise, but Fu Zichu felt no sadness at all.

The dusty memories have been polished a little brighter.

“This was our previous secret base, right there.”

Jingli pointed to the corner of the wall, which is now overgrown with weeds. Outside the wall, a large tree blocks out the sun, its branches extending through the wall into the yard.

Fu Zichu remembered what Uncle Zhong had said about "climbing over the wall," and his eyes blinked. He seemed to see himself, a tiny little version of himself, climbing up the tree outside, leaning against the wall, and softly calling out, "Little koi, little koi!"

Then, a small figure would come panting, carrying a ladder much taller than himself, and carefully place the ladder against the wall. He would then cup his little hands into a megaphone shape and softly respond:

"Yuanyuan, be careful."