Chapter 3: :New beginning

"Doctor?" Hearing the words of Du Di'an, a young woman in a crowd dressed in gray and long-haired, suddenly blinked and said to Du Di: "Children, I am a doctor, are you willing to be my child?"
Du Di'an had already noticed her. She didn't expect to wait for her own inquiry. She took the initiative to open it. Originally, he took the risky attitude to reject the Mr. Gardener. He thought that other people were afraid of offending each other and would not choose themselves. It now seems that the identity of the other party does not seem so terrible.
Du Di'an does not know that doctors in this world are even rarer than he imagined. Although they are still civilian occupations, they are among the many civilian occupations. Only a few can reach the noble occupations. If Meier’s When the management came, naturally no one would dare to ask his fancy children, but a gardener in the district could only hold up some "miners" and "tailors" first-class ordinary civilians.
Du Di'an looked at her positively. The lines on her cheeks were very soft. There were two shallow dimples in her smile, which made him feel the gentle appearance of his mother preparing breakfast for himself. His heart was sour and he was silent for a while. Lightly nodded: "I am willing."
The previous middle-aged face was a bit ugly, but when I looked at the young women, I still resisted saying nothing, but my heart was secretly sorry for Du Di'an. After all, the age is too small, the knowledge is short, the doctor is good, but not every Doctors' children can learn the skills of their parents. This is a very difficult job. If you spend a lot of energy, you still haven't learned it. If you want to switch to another, it is too late to become a low-level coolie.
The gardener is different. As long as the memory is good, it will soon be able to start, and as the gardener of the Meyer family, not only can it immediately get rid of such a dirty place as the slum area, but he can inherit his gardener status in the future and stay in Meyer for the rest of his life. Home life, this is a good thing that other people can't dream of.
It’s a pity, unfortunately!
The middle-aged man shook his head.
Other children who saw this doctor's career have chosen Du Di'an, can't help but look ugly, Barton and other deformed children are better, although a little embarrassed, but more envious, and for those who are healthy, this is undoubtedly It was Du Di'an who took away their precious opportunities and couldn't help but resent and sorrow.
Auntie’s eyes were smiling. Du Di’an was one of the few children in the orphanage that made her look pleasing to the eye. It’s not important to be stupid, at least the white and clean skin makes people look comfortable. She turns back to the young woman: "Du Di'an is very obedient to us here. I hope that you will take good care of him in the future and wish you a happy family."
"I will." Young women smiled and they were extremely happy.
"Mina, you take them to the residence registration procedure." Auntie said to a middle-aged woman next to her.
This middle-aged woman named ‘Mina’ waved to Dudian and smiled at the young women:
Come with me.

"Dean, come on!"
"Dean, don't forget us!"
"Remember to come back and see us!"
Barton and other deformed children are reluctant.
Du Di'an took care of them for three months and smiled. "I will be back, but you should not be too discouraged. Maybe when you come back, you are all adopted."
Although Barton and other freakish children have a lot of thoughts about themselves, they still laughed.
"I will choose you." When Du Di'an was about to leave, he suddenly heard the words of the middle-aged gardener, and couldn't help but look at him. He saw Lisa in the crowd and smiled and said: "Little girl, you are quite How clever, what about my daughter?"
Lisa stared at him blankly, looking disbelieving.
Other healthy children surrounded by her can't help but look at her enviously.
Du Dian glanced back and took his gaze. He walked over to Mina Auntie and followed her and the "mother" who was about to become her own name and left the open space.
From then on, he and the other children of this orphanage will live in their own families. From then on, each party may not meet again.
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The procedures for registering an orphanage are simple.
First, verify the identity of the adopter.
Second, verify the work certificate of the adopter.
The above two points are intended to confirm whether the adopter has the adoption conditions prescribed by the law.
If you don't have a job, or if your work is the cheapest, you don't have the qualification to adopt a child.
The last third point is to sign the contract and confirm the adoption relationship between the two parties. At the same time, the orphanage will apply to Du Di'an for the household registration and transfer to the adopter's name.
Finally, and most importantly, adoption is the adoption!
That's right, this is the main source of income for orphanages in this world. In the orphanages of the old days, it was only necessary to have adoption conditions, and no money was needed. But here is different. It is said that adoption is actually equivalent to "selling". In a sense, it is the same as the nature of the old-time traffickers. The only difference is that here it is legal.
Du Di'an has never seen the coins of this world. I saw that his own nominal "mother" pulled out a thick pile of green banknotes, similar in size to the old-age banknotes, with a tall wall on it. It is quite like the giant wall of Sylvia.
Seeing that she handed the stack of coins that had been clearly cleared to the smiling face of Mina, Du Di'an knew why they had just accepted themselves when they first came to the orphanage. The hospital is so tight, the surrounding environment is so dilapidated, but they have unselfishly separated the food and residence to give him this irrelevant stranger. It turns out that they can live with them for only a few months. Come to such a big sum of money.
The heart sighed softly. Du Di'an felt that he might have to recognize the difference between the two worlds. The fittest survived, or adapt to the world, or let the world adapt to himself.
At this time, after paying the adoption pension, the young women put away the contract signed by both parties, bent over and touched Du Di'an's hair, and gently said: "Child, I will be your mother in the future, my name is Jura."
Du Di'an looked at her pale brown eyes and knew that this woman would be the only one she had to grow up in the future. He was silent for a while and said, "Can I call you aunt first?"
A little glimpse.
Mina, who was sorting out the contract, said: "Don't be unruly. From now on, she is your mother. If you want to be good to her, don't lose the name of our orphanage."
"Nothing." Lola smiled and touched Du Di'an's hair, gently said: "You want to call me aunt, you will auntie, I will wait until you get used to it."
Du Di'an had a warmth in his heart and whispered: "Thank you."
He is really grateful, because he knows that once he is adopted, his life and death are in the hands of the adopters, and he also knows from other children that in this world, even parents have killed their children. , also... is legal.
Gila smiled. "Let's go back and take you to see your new home."
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The home of Gala is in a residential area.
The people living here are ordinary residents who have jobs. The living environment is very different from the slums. The smell in the air alone is much fresher, there is no smell of feces, and there is no smell of rotten.
In the huge residential area, the living conditions of Jura are also relatively upstream. The family lives on the south side of the residential area. The price of the land here is twice as high as that of the north, because the north is close to the slum area, while the south is close to the commercial area. Area.
Those who can live in the business district, either big men with military positions, or wealthy businessmen, and the money they spend on their hands, are astronomical figures that people in some neighborhoods can't earn in their lifetime.
There is a high wall blocking between each area. The gates are only opened during the day, and the division is strict. There is a saying in the giant wall of Sylvia: not facing south. The north is a slum, and the south side of the slum is a residential area. This means that people in the residential area are free to go to the slums. People in the business district are free to go to the residential areas. People in slums want to go to residential areas, it is absolutely impossible, and residential areas are the same.