Half an hour ago, the diners left one after another, and they were about to start work, Yan Jiucheng and Gu Miqing also left the restaurant, and when they left, Heidi, who was busy in Area C, happened to go to the kitchen to get something.

When she returned to the restaurant with the plate, instinctively, she immediately searched for Yan Jiucheng's figure in the room, and after finding that she was gone, Heidi's nose instantly became sour.

Her eyes were hazy, so she immediately lowered her head and rolled her eyes, and when the haze and wetness were gone, she raised her head again and walked towards the area where she was working.

Crying, in this place is the most useless, Heidi has long understood, so she purses her lips and keeps herself smiling.

I don't know if I am qualified to come to the dinner party in the evening, and even if I am qualified to come, whether Yan Jiucheng will come to eat in the area where I work. A reporter just died, and I heard that this group of reporters will write scripts or something at night, so they will order a meal and ask someone to send it to the room. If that's the case......

Thinking of this, an indescribable emotion permeated her, making her nose sour again.

If you can't control your emotions, how can you survive here?

Heidi took a deep breath and exhaled it heavily.

She knew that she had just brought it to him, and she was a little annoyed, and thought of the scarf she had knitted.

But after thinking about it again, he shook his head.

His girlfriend is here, and giving it to him will make his girlfriend unhappy. Heidi's nose was sour again when he thought of this.

Tears swirled in her eyes, but she couldn't bear it, Heidi's hand trembled slightly, adjusting her breathing repeatedly, she knew that she was not qualified to be sad, let alone jealous of what Gu Mi invited.

She doesn't deserve it.

But she really wanted to give that red scarf to Yan Jiucheng, for Heidi, he was not only a man who was just starting to fall in love, but also her savior. In her limited knowledge, she didn't know what kind of country the big country in the East was, only that it was big, and the people of that country liked red.

And the only red in her hands is her own blood and the sweater left by her mother.

If she could, she was willing to sacrifice her blood and red heart, and give him all the red she could.

So she didn't hesitate to dismantle the relics left to her by her mother, and the only sweater she owned to wear in autumn, anyway, it's not cold yet, let's talk about it when it's cold.

I have to give it to him, I have to send him something to show my gratitude, Heidi thought so plainly, sweetly and happily dismantling the sweater and changing it into a scarf.

She was very envious of Gu Miyu, envious of the pampering when he looked at her, envy that she could hold him, envy that they have their own careers and futures, and that they will have their own families and children in the future.

In Heidi's world, there is no breakup between lovers, in this war zone full of corpses, it is not easy to love each other, to live together, to hold hands and breathe the air of the same sky, is already a godsend, how can this not be satisfied, that dissatisfied to break up?

She was very envious of Gu Mi Please and jealous?

She won't.

"I have to give it to him, that red, his girlfriend looks good when she wears, she is so beautiful. Heidi thought to herself, and as she thought of this, she raised her eyes to look at Sanda.

I don't know if Sanda will help with this, if I can send the red scarf to the room where Yan Jiucheng lives, it's fine. Reporters often order food and fruit plates, and at that time it was not right to call someone to send it over?

But then, her gaze dimmed.

She is not familiar with Sanda, she manages her diet well, how can she help herself with this?

And what about Dani?

Instead of asking Sanda to stop trying to seduce a reporter to get out of the sea of misery, Dani said the same thing in the car with her from the car wash to the reporter's villa: You'd better seize the opportunity to make a reporter fall in love with you, and you have a chance to get out of here.

Comparatively, Dani is a little more likely to help.

In any case, you have to do everything you can to send the scarf to Yan Jiucheng's hands as much as possible to express your gratitude. Heidi made up her mind: to do her best to deliver it.

After the reporters left, Heidi finished her dishes and did her job. Others did the dishwashing, and everyone gathered in the back kitchen, and after a short meeting, it was time to share the leftovers that the reporters had eaten.

She carefully stayed behind the others, standing up straight, staring at the pile full of food, excited and apprehensive. I was thrilled that the work was so good, I could even get some leftover beer with food, food, and even some leftovers.

Worriedly, when she was working, she was deducted a point, and she didn't know what punishment would be.

Sanda walked to the front, looked at the ten little waiters under him, and after sweeping around, he looked at Heidi, whose eyes were stern and cold, and Heidi shuddered.

Not to mention begging her to help deliver the red sweater, Heidi could only tremble and beg God not to drive her away so that she could stay here. Here, at least, you can survive.

"Heidi, one point deducted. As soon as Sanda spoke, everyone else looked back at her, and Heidi's heart was furious.

"Eat one by one, Heidi, you go to the back first. Sanda clapped her hands, turned around, picked up her plate and walked to the front, the chef dividing the food into portions.

Heidi swallowed pitifully, looked at the so many leftovers piled together, and felt that these people should have finished dividing them, and they could still save a little for themselves.

Even if you keep a piece of meat, you haven't eaten meat in years.

This work is really good, everyone has a large plate of food, enough to eat, these years, there is such a place with meat and vegetables and can still be full, is there anything better in the world?

It is precisely because it is rare enough that everyone here cherishes their work, and works hard and attentively, which also creates what the reporters say: a very professional and comfortable dining environment.

A reporter once wrote a manuscript about the catering here, in which he wrote: What is surprising is that in this region, where the only remaining three countries will not be at war in the years of war, they are surprisingly professional in entertaining journalists. It can be said that I have been to many of the top hotels in the world, but none of the service here is professional.

Joke, because any waiter in a top hotel will not face a threat to his life just because he loses his job, can it be the same?

Ten girls bowed their heads and ate their meals, without any other language, less talk and more action is the rule of survival here.

After the waiter finished dividing, the people in the kitchen came out to divide the food, followed by cleaning, and seventy-seven-eighty-eight added up to thirty people. Heidi stood at the back and watched as they shared their food.

Smack, a drop of saliva actually flowed out of her mouth and fell onto the back of her hand.

She hurriedly wiped it off with her sleeve.

It's been too long since I've eaten enough, it's been too long since I've seen meat, I haven't smelled meat, which makes Heidi swallow her saliva frequently, and her stomach screams like a symphony.

But Sanda didn't call her over to eat, nor did she look at her.

All she could do was listen to the gurgling of her stomach, which made her saliva run down so uncontrollably, it was too painful, and the smell of the smell mingled with the sound of a group of people chewing food, making Heidi feel even more hungry.

She even felt a wave of dizziness.

She didn't eat anything early in the morning, and in just half a day, she was pulled out of the car by the man in gear, thrown on the bed and stripped of her clothes; then, she scrubbed the car from five o'clock in the morning until sunrise, and then, non-stop, went to the reporter's villa and began to work as a waiter.

In just half a day, a sixteen-year-old girl was hungry and experienced so much sadness all the time.

The people around her were all eating with their heads bowed, no one looked at her, and there was no sympathetic gaze, the people who lived here couldn't take care of themselves, where could they take care of Heidi?

If you deduct points, you won't have anything to eat, that's the rule.

Heidi only felt dizzy, she leaned her back against the wall, and wanted to cover her nose so that she could not smell the food, but she was afraid that if she didn't smell such a fragrant smell, she would not be able to smell it in the future.

If you can't eat it, you can smell it.

Thinking of this, she put her hand on her gurgling belly, then gently closed her eyes, the sadness on her face gradually faded, and suddenly, a smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

Sanda glanced at Heidi and was stunned to see her mouth open and close slightly, and the hand on her purring belly began to beat rhythmically, and then her head nodded gently and rhythmically.

The smile on his face bloomed like sunshine, and his face was full of happiness.

She ...... Sanda couldn't help but open her mouth, and the people next to her couldn't help but look at her when they saw her so surprised.

People looked at it.

"What are you...... A cook opened her mouth curiously, and as soon as she spoke, someone next to her interrupted her.

"Shh......h

The two girls quietly approached Heidi, and listened closely, and could hear Heidi making a very subtle sound, it was singing! and it seemed to be accompanied by the rhythm of the hungry gurgling in her stomach, and although she sang very softly, she was very devoted.

"You're singing!" the girl scoffed, interrupting Heidi.

"What? singing?"

"It's really singing, I watched her beat and wondered if it would be singing, ahaha!"

Everyone around laughed, and Heidi opened her eyes with a look of fear as she looked at Sanda. That gaze, like a sad lost, panicked.

"You didn't make a mistake, rest assured. Sanda was saddened by her gaze, and her voice was rarely soft: "What are you singing?"

Heidi, who heard this, instantly lowered her head, not daring to look at Sanda, her hands were clenched slightly, and her eyes flickered, as if she was hiding something.

"I ...... I...... ”

As she spoke, the tip of her nose was covered with sweat, and her expression was extremely flustered.