Elder Mo’s face bloomed with a special brilliance, and he tucked the gray hair around his ears, and smiled: “When I was 30 years old, my family died in a car accident. I am alone.”
“I thought about suicide several times until I took in a disabled child who was abandoned on the street.”
“I took in that child, raised him and grew up, and watched him walk into society with my own eyes. , And lead a normal life.”
“I am sincerely happy and gratified, and I have found the direction of
my life.” “Later I took in more children, and the government allowed me to establish this orphanage. I took care of the children. , Hard and poor, but I also
enjoy it.” Song Pingting praised: “Grandma Mo, you are an ordinary person, but you have done extraordinary things. I kind of admire you.”
Dean Mo was a little embarrassed and said quickly: “Go, please come inside, I will show you Miss Song with the children to visit the children’s rooms, canteens, classrooms and other places, so that you can understand us better.”
Song Pingting said: “Okay!” The
orphanage actually used to be. It is a church with a large courtyard and an old church building.
The church building has a total of seven floors, in the style of an ancient European church, and is still built with wood as the main body.
This old building is also the home of the children in the orphanage.
The first floor is the kitchen and the utility room, the second floor is the children’s canteen, the third floor is where the children read and study, the fourth floor is the office floor of Dean Mo, and there is also a floor for storing things.
The fifth to seventh floor is the dormitory!
Song Pingting and her entourage, accompanied by Dean Mo and the children, went from the restaurant on the first floor to the dormitory on the seventh floor.
After arriving on the seventh floor, Song Pingting said to Mo Qiongmei: “Dean Mo, where you live, this building is mainly made of wood, and it is rather dilapidated.”
“In addition to poor environmental sanitation, there are also hidden dangers to safety.”
“You see there is no escape route in this building. Once a fire breaks out, it will be difficult for the children to escape.”
Dean Mo said embarrassingly, “I am also in this situation. I know, but there is no money and no conditions for improvement…”
Song Pingting immediately instructed the Ningda Group executives next to him: “In the name of our Ningda Group, donate another 10 million to build a new dormitory floor. The children live.”
Tong Ke and others said: “Yes!”
Dean Mo became excited, and the children cheered.
Dean Mo repeatedly thanked Song Pingting and said, “Miss Song, in fact, we often teach children about fire prevention, and we often simulate fire escape training…”
She hasn’t finished her words yet!
Suddenly everyone heard a burning smell, and she exclaimed: “What smell, is there a fire?”
Soon everyone and the children on the scene exclaimed.
It turned out that there was a fire in the kitchen on the first floor.
And the fire was very big. The raging fire had burned from the first floor to the second floor. At this time, everyone on the seventh floor realized the fire later.
Song Pingting’s pretty face is pale!
She didn’t expect that the things she was worried about actually happened.
The wooden building caught fire and trapped them and more than two hundred children in the building.
The children were so scared to cry!
Mo Qiongmei and the others were like ants on a hot pot, rushing around in a hurry, but there was no escape route.
Song Pingting quickly comforted everyone not to panic, and then told Qin Que to report the fire.
The fire was very swift and quickly spread to the third floor. At this rate, it is estimated that the fire could reach the seventh floor before the fire arrived.
The children’s sorrowful cries resounded.
And on the street opposite the orphanage, inside a humble black Land Rover.
Xiang Mingyue and Luo Shaoming were sitting in the car, looking at the fired wooden building in the orphanage on the opposite street through the window glass.
Luo Shaoming was full of pride: “Burning Song Pingting to death, Yash Nics probably will be heartbroken, right?”
Xiang Mingyue sneered: “Hehe, Luo Shaoming, you did a good job, just want Yash Nics to die.”
