After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

Warm sunlight shines through the windows of the orphanage and onto a little girl.

The girl sat alone by the window, wearing two cute buns. She looked at the outside world quietly, her eyes showing a kind of indifference that was not appropriate for her age.

"Yiyi"

An old voice broke the silence.

The girl turned her head and showed a big smile, "Grandma!" She trotted over and supported the old man who came over.

This is the grandmother of the orphanage, the head of the small orphanage, and Jingyi's only relative.

Grandma touched her little hand lovingly, and followed Xiao Jingyi's support to sit aside.

Xiao Jingyi stood aside obediently, her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and she was very smart, "Grandma, are you looking for me?"

The smile at the corner of the old man's mouth softened, and there was a trace of unbearability in his old eyes, "That's it, your parent-teacher meeting tomorrow..."

She and her daughter were the only ones running the orphanage. She had already made an agreement with her daughter, but her daughter suddenly had to work overtime tomorrow and she had to watch over her at the orphanage.

After all, Jingyi is not the only child in the orphanage.

Xiao Jingyi was stunned, and a moment of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and she still smiled obediently.

"It's okay, grandma. I won't say anything at the parent-teacher conference anyway. If the teacher says anything, I will come back and convey it to you. By the way, the teacher praised my progress in my grades last time. Let me tell you..."

Xiao Jingyi changed the topic calmly.

She understands that grandma is very busy and has to take care of other children, not her grandma alone.

It seemed that the group of people would have a new topic to laugh at her tomorrow.

Under the sun, little Jing Yizheng was talking to her kind grandma. Both her grandfather and grandson were smiling, but why was the smile so forced?

In a primary school classroom, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the notice of the parent-teacher meeting was written on the blackboard. The parent-teacher meeting came as scheduled.

The classroom became very lively, and the students excitedly communicated with their parents, sharing interesting things about the school and their learning progress.

But none of this had anything to do with Jingyi. She started to pack the things on the table and left first as usual.

The teacher came over, gently stroked her head, and comforted: "Yiyi, don't be sad. Although your parents are not around you, they must love you silently somewhere. I know you are a You are a strong child, and you perform very well in school. Your teachers and classmates like you very much..."

This is not the first time Jingyi has heard this. To be honest, she is very grateful to the teacher. After all, this is one of the few kind words she has heard.

However, why do some people always think that parents will love their children? Has the teacher forgotten?

She is a child in an orphanage.

In fact, she has nothing to do with it. Compared with other classmates who have to wait for the parent-teacher meeting to end, she can go back to the orphanage earlier and help her grandma clean.

But Jingyi couldn't say this to the teacher, because saying it would only get a more affectionate look. She smiled and politely thanked the teacher, and after the teacher turned around to entertain other parents, she continued to pack her things.

"Baby, who is that little girl? She's quite cute."

"She is the orphan of our class."

"The orphan is so pitiful. Then doesn't she have no one to hold a parent-teacher conference for her?"

"Yes, grandma also asked when she came a few times ago..."

Xiao Jingyi sighed softly, so how many times do you have to hear the same words?

The sky has been dyed red-orange, and the sunset is trying its best to use its remaining heat.

Xiao Jingyi was carrying her schoolbag and was about to walk out of the campus. She was a little nervous and didn't know if those people would restrain themselves because of the parent-teacher conference.

While thinking about it, she quickly prepared to walk out of the school gate.

It's just that God, as always, is not on her side.

Xiao Jingyi stopped and looked at the classmates standing in front of her warily.

She is a classmate whom the teacher said ‘all like her’.

"Jingyi, why are you leaving so early? Aren't you going to have a parent-teacher meeting?"

A few little boys, in other people's words, teased her because they 'liked' her.

But Xiao Jingyi hates this kind of 'like'.

She said nothing, her round almond eyes full of defense.

"You forgot that little Jingyi has no parents! She was picked up from an orphanage!" The boy behind him shouted loudly, as if he was afraid that people passing by wouldn't hear him.

"But didn't she say her grandma would come?"

"I've seen it, and her grandma didn't come at all! Her seat is empty, and no one came to hold a parent-teacher conference for her."

"You're a liar, Jing Yi is a liar and a liar!"

"Tomorrow I will tell other students not to play with liars!"

The boys around him started laughing. Xiao Jingyi silently clenched the strap of her schoolbag and tried to pass by, but was blocked by this group of people.

"Don't leave!"

A boy stepped forward and pulled her schoolbag. Xiao Jingyi felt helpless and a little scared.

She pretended to be calm and said: "Let go, or I will sue your parents!"

But the little boys were not frightened by her words, "Go ahead and sue! All it takes is an apology."

This is not the first time. Whether it is suing the teacher or the parents, it is nothing more than asking them and Jing Yi to apologize. What's the big deal?

Several people came forward and tore off her schoolbag. They rummaged through the contents at will, and the contents were scattered on the ground.

And Xiao Jingyi was pushed to the ground by several people.

…

"Brother, where is this?"

Jing Zeqian followed Jing Zeyou closely, looking at the unfamiliar buildings around him, feeling a little scared.

When he woke up, Jing Zeqian and Jing Zeyou arrived at this place. The key point was that everything was unfamiliar, but why did his brother and him look so much younger? !

After he woke up, he saw Jing Zeyou, who was at most 20 years old, at first glance, and was scared as if he had seen a ghost.

As a result, when he looked in the mirror, he looked like a high school student.

Jing Zeyou calmly looked at the surrounding buildings. The architectural style was very different from that of Jiangbei. This place was more like a small town in a third-tier city.

"I don't know either."

Jing Zeyou didn't understand why he and Jing Zeqian had such an adventure. He could only look around to see if he could contact other people.

The two stopped at the gate of a primary school. It was obviously time to go home, but there were not many people. Instead, there were only a few students standing at the gate, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Jing Zeyou didn't think much about it, and took a step to look to the other side.

In a blink of an eye, he saw a little girl on the ground. She had two buns on her head and was sitting on the ground. Her eyes were full of unwillingness to admit defeat.

Jing Zeqian also looked over and frowned slightly. This group of boys surrounded a little girl. No matter how you look at them, they don't want good things.