Giant Monster in Marvel

Chapter One Angel Orphanage

Los Angeles, 1989.

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

In the blue sky, even if there is no cloud, the only thing is the hot sea breeze.

The dry and cracked asphalt road, accompanied by the roar of the fuel tank, a black Dodge Challenger stopped.

Next to the ash-gray wall, it is covered with emerald green vines. A brown-black plank is nailed to the wall by iron nails. Through a few green leaves, you can vaguely see Angel Orphanage (Angel Orphanage). These two words.

This is an orphanage that is about to close. The dean is a 75-year-old white lady named Samantha. She likes to wear a long green dress and a white one that has been washed White shirt.

Normally’s favorite pastime is to pour oneself a glass of red wine for 4.8 USD a bottle of red wine in the classic music of the sixties, with the rhythm of the beating fingertips, waiting for the cookies in the oven.

Whenever the music plays, Mrs. Samantha always has a smile involuntarily on his face.

A child asked her why she laughed.

Mrs. Samantha will not say, she will kiss the child on the cheek and tell them that when they grow up, she will tell the child the secret.

So Angel Orphanage’s child always hopes to grow up quickly.

But unfortunately, that was all a few years ago.

Three years ago, Angel Orphanage also had dozens of children, relying on social donations and oneself’s savings over the years, although it was a bit difficult, Mrs. Samantha seemed to never be knocked down. Fighter.

She is tenacious and hardworking. Everyday all is full of enthusiasm and smile. She takes care of dozens of children with 200% love.

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

She used facts to prove that no one can beat her.

But unfortunately, the illness can be.

In the middle stage of liver cancer, in modern society, although this is not an incurable disease, in this era, in Los Angeles in 1986, for Old Dean, who runs a private orphanage, this medical record is not inferior. In a death notice.

Angel Orphanage is not unable to continue to operate, nor is it closed down due to poor management.

It’s just decades of business, and it has long allowed Mrs. Samantha and the orphanage to fuse together. Without Mrs. Samantha’s Angel Orphanage, it is like losing the body of the soul.

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

Yes, but Mrs. Samantha is not sure if she can find that person in this impetuous society with only the time left by oneself.

So since three years ago, the children of the orphanage have been taken away one after another.

Nowadays, Angel Orphanage, except for Mrs. Samantha.

There is only one child named Nagini Tang 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 party’s Asian identity. In Los Angeles, discrimination against people of color has never stopped.

If you want to find faults, then find a shortcoming from this child?

That is that this child is thinner and smaller than peers, he appears not strong and healthy enough.

Actually, the last child of Angel Orphanage should not be Nagini Tang, but another Asian little girl called Daisy.

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

It’s just that Nagini Tang was “ill” yesterday.

Mrs. Samantha had no choice but to send Daisy away.

Although, the couple prefer the excellent Nagini Tang.

But the lovely Daisy seems to be good too. After all, Asian IQ is recognized as excellent in the world.

Mrs. Samantha knows Nagini Tang’s tricks.

Sick?

Don’t make trouble, although Nagini Tang is not strong, his physique is not as bad as imagined. If there is no “sickness” of Nagini Tang, Daisy is likely to stay in the orphanage.

After all, she is not smart, and she is still an Asian. Besides being pretty, she has almost nothing.

This makes Mrs. Samantha very pleased, and at the same time can’t help but feel a little distressed.

In the small kitchen, Mrs. Samantha wiped the sweat from his forehead. The hot Los Angeles and the rotating oven in the kitchen made the 75-year-old Mrs. Samantha feel tired. Fortunately, there are six in his ears. Classic vinyl records of the ten’s.

She poured a glass of red wine for oneself. It stands to reason that liver cancer patients should not drink.

But she doesn’t care.

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

She knows that the road of owning is coming to an end, but she is not at all panic and despair, Mrs. Samantha is very calm, she regards every day as the last day of oneself’s life.

Although the clothes are cheap and the embroidered beauty of the young age is also full of wrinkles at the moment, she is very calm.

At the same time, on the second floor of Angel Orphanage, Nagini Tang, who was already lying on a canopy bed for one day, one night, opened his eyes at this moment.

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

The three ultimate philosophical problems of idealism make Nagini Tang expression bewildered.

There are two memories in my mind, one is a six-year-old Asian boy, and the other is a 31-year-old Oriental man.

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

He respects her very much and loves her very much. In the eyes of the boy, Mrs. Samantha is his only relative.

The 31-year-old Eastern man is a successful man. He is lucky, as if he was kissed by Goddess of Luck when he was born.

Through childhood, he is not excellent, but he is always slightly better than the ordinary person.

This is the case with academic performance, the ability to make friends, the case with graduation from university, and the same with work.

Even parents are healthier than those of other people, and their children are smarter than those of other colleagues.

Every little bit of him is better than others, but all these come together?

He is not rich, he has no power, but he is the kind of real happiness that countless people envy!

The memories of the two merge with each other.

Can’t tell who replaced who, and who swallowed whom.

In short, under the long fusion of one day and one night, this body named Nagini Tang merges and absorbs two memories, and finally forms a whole with the body.

“Dongdong dong!”

There was a knock on the door.

Mrs. Samantha walked in, holding an iron tray in her hand, which contained Nagini Tang’s favorite ladyfinger.

ladyfinger is a very common western biscuit. In this era, almost every housewife can make it.

But not many you did good, Mrs. Samantha is not American, she is Italian Americans, and Italy is the birthplace of ladyfinger.

The ladyfinger she baked is crispy and soft, just like dry sponge bread, very sweet.

until now, this is the favorite of all the children of Angel Orphanage.

Looking at Nagini Tang whose eyes were all smiled because of the sweetness of the biscuits.

Mrs. Samantha’s eyes flashed with affection. She used her fingers covered with age spots and wrinkles to wipe off the crumbs of Nagini Tang’s mouth:

“also, also, no It’s all yours to eat in such a hurry. Drink milk.”

The small glass contains about 150cc of milk.

Nagini Tang took a sip. The sweet ladyfinger was mixed with milk to form a wonderful taste. In Nagini Tang’s memory, this is the delicacy of the world.

Putting down the milk cup, Nagini Tang’s mind subconsciously showed a delicate face one year younger than oneself. His eyes could not help flashed with thought: “Mrs. Samantha, where is Daisy?”

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

Although they are all Asians, unlike Daisy’s withdrawn and rebellious, the skinny Nagini Tang is born with an enviable affinity, and he can talk to everyone in the orphanage.

Mrs. Samantha’s eyes flashed with guilt, she looked at Nagini Tang’s immature face.