There is only a desk and an old set of sofas, and some kind-hearted people have donated money, so I have to treat people decently.

"You go ahead and I'll get you some water."

It seems that this orphanage only has two teachers, an old director and an old security guard.

There are just four people taking care of hundreds of children. The oldest is seven or eight years old and the youngest is only about two years old.

"No, that's fine with me."

Ning Fan walked over and poured water for a few people. When he came back, he asked, "Dean, how many years has your orphanage been in existence?"

"It must have been four or five years ago. When it was an abandoned school, I bought it to house the children."

"Did you pay for this place with your own money?" Ning Fan was a little surprised.

"Yes, I saw how pitiful these children were when they were homeless, so I bought them."

Ning Fan nodded and asked again: "Who are most of these children?"

"They are all poor children. Most of them are from other places. They come here to work and cannot raise their children, so they have to be abandoned. Some of them are children abducted by human traffickers. There are many reasons."

"I see."

Ling Fei said: "Dean, how did you apply for the subsidy last time?"

"Hey, the donations haven't come in yet. The previous donations have been almost used, and now we can barely make ends meet."

"How could this happen?" Ning Fan was puzzled.

It stands to reason that things like relief funds should come out soon. Besides, the situation of the children here is like this, why does it take so long?

"Hey, the state's relief is meager after all, and there is also social relief, but they want to package the children for advertising, and I don't allow them to do that, so the social relief funds use various excuses.

....Why......"

Everyone knows that the foundations set up by these capitalists are actually deceptions. If you want to get money from them, you have to listen to them.

It is normal for these children to want to use them for advertising and gain some income.

There are also some orphanages that apply, and those who are good at talking and pleasing people will naturally receive a steady stream of donations.

And the reputation will be very good, which will naturally attract the attention of many people.

Both capitalists and people with bad intentions will receive corresponding benefits.

The old dean just didn't want to do this, so he was so helpless and had to rely solely on state funding to make ends meet.

But there are so many places across the country that need donations, and the state still has to go through layers of reviews, which will be very slow. Once the relief funds are released, the children will just go hungry.

Especially for children, the expenses are relatively high. Although children in the countryside have hardships, they will not go hungry.

But the children in the orphanage are different. If they don't have money, they really don't have food to eat.

Ning Fan took a look at the window and found a lot of bottles and cans packed in clinker bags.

It seems that they usually collect plastic bottles and sell them for money.

There are also several cracks in this teaching building. Although it can still last for a few years, who can say for sure.

"We can't ask for this money, Officer Ling. You have already donated more than 200,000 yuan. I can't keep your money anymore."

Although Ling Fei's script salary is not much, it amounts to tens of thousands of yuan a month including subsidies.

Her expenses are indeed not large, and most of the money is saved for the orphanage.

"Dean, this money is for the children, will you accept it?"

"No, every time you say that I accept it. We are already very grateful to you. We can't have it this time." The dean no longer refused.

Ling Fei's abilities are also limited. Home is home and she is herself. She really wants to help the children outside.

"Dean, please don't be polite. This is Sister Feifei's wish." Ning Fan said.

"I can't have it, I really can't have it."
Chapter completed!