Du Deming was the closest to the girl, and when he saw this situation, he hurriedly ran over and helped the girl up.

"Someone, someone here has passed out!" Du Deming's face was worried, and he turned his head to look around, shouting.

I was about to go up and see what was going on, when not far away, an impatient male duck's voice came.

"What are you screaming about? Let me see who's playing dead over there. ”

As soon as the words fell, the bald uncle named Uncle Liu came over with a bucket of water.

When Du Deming heard this, a defensive look appeared on his face.

He quickly reached out and probed the girl's forehead.

"She's not pretending to be dead, she's having a fever! I can guarantee it! His eyes looked straight at the bald Uncle Liu, and he didn't back down.

Uncle Liu stood in front of Du Deming and the girl.

"I'll say it one last time." His face was very ugly, and he glared at Du Deming with a gloomy face: "Get out of the way." ”

"Don't."

I don't know which of Du Deming's tendons is wrong, he hugged the girl, but he just didn't let go.

"Deming." I whispered to him, shaking my head slightly, telling him not to be strong.

However, Du Deming looked at Uncle Liu as if he hadn't seen it at all.

Obviously, his actions angered Uncle Liu.

"Good, good." Uncle Liu trembled with anger: "Since that's the case, then I'll let you both sober up!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted the bucket and threw it hard in the direction where the two of them were.

I was about to step forward, but I was a step too late.

Crash~

The whole bucket of water instantly splashed on Du Deming and the girl's bodies, and the two of them were suddenly soaked in cold water and embarrassed.

"Holy!"

I was immediately enraged by the scene in front of me, and I just wanted to step forward, but I was stopped by Zhao Qiqi, who didn't know when to walk to my side.

I turned my head to look at her, and she just shook her head at me silently: "Don't be impulsive, be careful of deceit." ”

With that, she glanced meaningfully at all the children in the room.

I calmed down at this time, thinking of the boy named Fu Hao, and then looked at the children with different expressions in the room, and suddenly understood what Zhao Qiqi meant.

Among the members of the other team hidden, it's hard to say if some of them will become children.

If we're too high-profile now, wouldn't that be all self-destructing?

After these thoughts flashed through my mind, I suppressed my emotions.

silently looked in the direction of Du Deming and the girl, but his fists were clenched fiercely.

The cold water dripping down from the two of them made the girl even more pitiful.

However, not long after the bucket of cold water was splashed, the girl really coughed a few times and woke up.

It wasn't until she opened her eyes that I realized...... The girl's right eye was kept closed.

Thinking that the whole welfare home is full of disabled children, is it possible that she is blind in her right eye?

While I was thinking, the girl straightened up, coughing incessantly, her brow furrowed, her face turned blue, and she looked very pained.

"Look! I knew it. Seeing that the girl woke up, Uncle Liu glared at Du Deming fiercely: "Don't pretend to be dead if you're not dead, get up quickly and continue to work, if you can't finish today's workload, don't think about eating in the afternoon!" ”

After speaking, as if he was not relieved, Uncle Liu raised his foot and kicked towards Du Deming's upper body.

Du Deming was kicked and hit the edges and corners of the work table behind him, and his face turned pale with pain.

I cursed that hateful Uncle Liu in my heart, and I couldn't figure out why Du Deming had to force his way out of the game world under such circumstances.

However, when I looked at the girl again, I guessed seven or eight points.

Because, the girl's appearance is a little similar to Du Deming's sister in the photo I saw before.

This would explain why he was so disrespectful.

"Are you alright?"

Du Deming ignored Uncle Liu, stood up with pain, and reached out to pull the girl up.

The girl was a little taboo and didn't look away, she staggered to her feet quickly.

"I ...... I'm fine, thanks. After whispering quickly, she hurried back to her work desk, trembling and continuing the work at hand that had been stopped because of a sudden fainting.

The girl still coughed violently from time to time, but she never looked up at Du Deming again, as if she was afraid of causing some trouble to herself.

I looked at the situation over there, but my hands continued to work.

I don't know how long this time lasted, in short, just a moment before I was about to take it anymore, the copper bell hanging on the wall at the front door was suddenly sounded by Liu Bo.

He pulled the rope attached to the brass bell next to him and shook it a few times, then turned his face to stare at all the children in the room with indifference and fierceness.

"It's time to eat, you two, go to the cafeteria and bring the bucket over." Uncle Liu said to the two taller boys by the door.

The two boys nodded and ran out the door quickly.

After a while, there was the sound of wheels running over in the hallway.

The iron door opened again, and two boys walked in, pushing a cart.

The first trolley had a stainless steel vat about 80 centimeters high, and I couldn't tell what it was in it from my vantage point.

On the second cart were two stainless steel buckets, one large and one small, and the smaller one seemed to contain dishes and chopsticks.

"Not yet? Don't you want to eat it? Seeing that everyone didn't move, Uncle Liu immediately glared at everyone fiercely.

When the children heard this, they swallowed saliva and trotted in the direction of the cart.

The four of us looked at each other, and then followed.

We stood at the outermost edge of the line and saw that the children in the middle had already been given the dishes and chopsticks.

At this time, they were staring at the stainless steel vat on the first cart and swallowing.

Curious, I stood on tiptoe to see what was inside.

However, when I saw what the first child had taken out of it, my eyes widened in surprise.

It's just a potato that's not too big.

The potatoes that have turned black and green still have a little mud sticking to them, and they don't look like they were made.

He quickly took a potato out, scooped a bowl of something in the bucket of the cart next to him, and then ran back to the work table, gobbling it up like a baby.

One by one, after receiving the food, the children returned to their original work positions and ate silently.

In the end, it was the turn of a few of us.

I took a few steps forward and came to the cart.

Looking down, he looked at the few remaining black and blue potatoes inside, and frowned slightly.

However, he reached out and took one out of it, and turned his head to look at the large bucket of the cart next to him, and it turned out that there was soup inside.

It's not so much soup as muddy and dirty water, and there is a slight sour smell coming from it, and it seems to have begun to deteriorate.

Fighting back the nausea, I barely managed to scoop half a bowl out of it, then turned back to my seat.

The same is true for most of the other three members of the team.

In this way, the other children in the room ate the unpalatable food in silence, and only the four of us did not eat any of it.

After eating their own food, the children next to us looked back and forth in our direction several times.

Seeing that we really didn't eat it, we tacitly reached out quickly, took the potatoes, and swallowed them in a big gulp.

I didn't say anything more.

After eating, the supervisor instructed the children to clean up their own house, and then told us that it was time to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

The four of us followed the other kids.

Walking out the door, about two minutes or so into the left side of the hallway, dozens of us children were herded into a large, old, gray room.

Presumably, this is the so-called children's dormitory.

As soon as we walked in, the door of the room was locked from the outside by Uncle Liu.

I turned my head to look inside.

There are dozens of end-to-end sheets inside, and the quilts are neatly folded, but the color has become old and black.

The quilt smelled of musty, and I subconsciously frowned.

However, just as we were about to find a place to sleep, there was a sudden sound of rustling outside.