1989, Los Angeles.

Affected by the monsoon, Los Angeles was extremely hot this year.

In the blue sky, you can’t see even a cloud, the only thing you have is the hot sea breeze.

A black Dodge Challenger stopped in the cracked asphalt road, accompanied by the roar of the fuel tank.

Next to it is a gray-white wall, covered with emerald green vines, and a brown-black wooden board is nailed to the wall. Through a few green leaves, you can vaguely see the two words angel orphanage.

This is an orphanage that is about to close. The dean is a seventy-five-year-old white lady named Samantha who likes to wear a long green dress and a white washed shirt.

My favorite pastimes on weekdays are to pour yourself a glass of red wine worth $4.8 per bottle in classic music from the 1960s, waiting for the biscuits in the oven with the rhythm of fingertips.

Whenever the music sounded, a smile always appeared on Madam Samantha’s face.

A child asked her why she laughed.

If Madam Samantha doesn't say that, she will kiss the child's cheek and tell them that when she grows up, she will tell the child this secret.

So children in Angel Orphanage always hope to grow up quickly.

But unfortunately, that happened a few years ago.

Three years ago, Angel Orphanage had dozens of children. Relying on social donations and their savings over the years, although it was a bit difficult, Madame Samantha was like a fighter who would never be knocked down.

She is tenacious and hardworking, and is full of enthusiasm and smile every day. She takes care of dozens of children with 200% love.

Suffering cannot defeat her. This is a great woman. Although she is not strong, she can fight against fate like a giant.

She proved that no one could defeat her.

But unfortunately, the disease can be done.

In the middle stage of liver cancer, although this is not an incurable disease in modern society, in this era, in Los Angeles in 1986, for an old dean who runs a private orphanage, this medical record is no less than a death notice.

It is not that the Angel Orphanage cannot continue to operate, nor is it that it goes bankrupt because of poor management.

Just a few decades of operation have already integrated Madame Samantha with the orphanage. Without Madame Samantha's Angel Orphanage, it is like losing its soul's shell.

Is there anyone in this world who is like her who is willing to share the kindness in her heart?

Yes, but Madame Samantha was not sure if she could use the only time she had left to find that person in this impetuous society.

So starting from three years ago, children from the orphanage were taken away one after another.

Nowadays, Angel Orphanage, except for Madame Samantha.

Only one child named Naginitang was left.

This is an Asian boy, six years old this year. This child is smart, beautiful, and very sensible.

What are the shortcomings of this child?

That is the other person's Asian identity. In Los Angeles, discrimination against people of color has never stopped.

If you insist on nitpicking, then look for a shortcoming from this child?

That is, this child is relatively thin, and compared to his peers, he doesn't seem strong and healthy enough.

In fact, the last child in the Angel Orphanage should not be Nagini Tang, but another Asian little girl named Daisy.

That was also a beautiful child, but Daisy was obviously not as smart and sensible as Nagini Tang.

It's just because Naginitang "is sick" yesterday.

Madame Samantha had no choice but to send Daisy away.

Although, the couple prefers the excellent Naginitang.

But the cute Daisy seems to be good, after all, Asian IQ is recognized as excellent in the world.

Madame Samantha knew Naginyton's tricks.

Get ill?

Stop making trouble. Although Nagini Tang is not strong, his physique is not as bad as expected. If Nagini Tang had not been "sick" of Nagini Tang, Daisy would have been likely to stay in the orphanage.

After all, she is not smart, and she is an Asian. Apart from being pretty, she is almost useless.

This made Madame Samantha very relieved, and she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

In the small kitchen, Madame Samantha wiped the sweat from her forehead. In the hot Los Angeles, the rotating oven in the kitchen made Madame Samantha, who was seventy-five, feel tired. Fortunately, she has classic vinyl records from the 60s in her ears.

She poured herself a glass of red wine, which is logically not supposed to drink with liver cancer patients.

But she doesn't care.

In fact, Madam Samantha has never been to the hospital even once since she was diagnosed with liver cancer three years ago.

She knew that her path was about to end, but she was not panicked and desperate. Madam Samantha was very calm and regarded every day as the last day of her life.

Although the clothes are cheap and the embroidered beauty in her youth are covered with wrinkles at this moment, she is very calm.

At the same time, Nagini Tang, who had been lying on the shelf bed for a day and a night, opened his eyes at this moment.

Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?

The three ultimate philosophical issues of idealism made Naginyton confused.

There are two memories in my mind, one is a six-year-old Asian boy, and the other is a thirty-one-year-old oriental man.

The Asian boy has no parents since he was a child. In his memory, he was the director of an orphanage named Madame Samantha. He took him in and took care of him in his growth.

He respected and loved her very much. In the eyes of the boy, Madame Samantha was his only relative.

The thirty-one-year-old Oriental man is a successful person. He is very lucky, as if he was kissed by the goddess of luck at birth.

He has not been excellent since childhood, but he is always a little better than ordinary people.

This is the academic performance, the ability to make friends, the graduates of colleges, and the work situation is the same.

Even parents are healthier than other people's parents, and their children are smarter than other colleagues' children.

He was a little bit better than the others, but these came together?

He is not rich and does not have much power, but he is the kind of truly happy that makes countless people envious!

The memories of the two are integrated into each other.

It is impossible to tell who replaced whom, and who swallowed whom.

In short, after a long fusion of one day and one night, this body, named Naginitang, fuses and absorbs two memories, and finally forms a whole with the body.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

There was a knock on the door.

Madame Samantha walked in, holding an iron tray in her hand with Nagini Don's favorite finger biscuits.

Finger biscuits are a very common Western biscuit that almost every housewife will make in this era.

But not much is done well. Madame Samantha is not an American, she is a mixed American and Italian race, and Italy is precisely the birthplace of finger biscuits.

The finger biscuits she baked were crispy and soft, just like dry sponge bread, very sweet.

This has always been the favorite of all children in the Angel Orphanage.

Looking at Nagini Tang, whose eyes were bent due to the sweetness of the cookies.

A trace of love flashed in Madam Samantha's eyes, and she used her fingers covered with age spots and wrinkles to wipe the biscuit crumbs from the corner of Naginyton's mouth:

"And, there's no need to eat so urgently, it's all yours, drink some milk."

A small glass with about 150cc of milk inside.

Naginetton took a sip, and the sweet finger biscuits and milk mixed to form a wonderful taste. In Naginetton's memory, this is the deliciousness of the world.

Putting down the milk cup, a delicate face that was one year younger than him appeared in Nagini Tang's mind subconsciously. A trace of thought flashed in his eyes: "Madam Samantha, where is Daisy?"

Daisy and Nagini Tang are the only two Asians in the Angel Orphanage. They have a good relationship, or Daisy and Nagini Tang have a good relationship.

Although they are all Asians, unlike Daisy's withdrawn and rebelliousness, the thin Nagini Tang is born with an enviable affinity and can chat with everyone in the orphanage.
Chapter completed!