Chapter 70: Out of the Mist
"With so many mouths to eat, isn't it too troublesome to make porridge?"
Bai Youwei said while eating:
"Making porridge is very time-consuming, and you can't eat enough, and it's easy to cook if you're not careful, if it's not because the patient has a weak stomach, why bother to boil porridge? β¦β¦ A few days after the accident in the city, the food should be sufficient, and what to do is not good but to make porridge. Look, there's dried shrimp and shiitake mushrooms in the porridgeβ"
Bai Youwei picked up a spoonful of porridge and shook it in front of Shen Mo's eyes.
Then he stuffed it back into his mouth and said vaguely: "Etiquette is still exchanged, we can't take advantage of others in vain, you can take some food and go upstairs." β
The corners of Shen Mo's mouth were furious: "Just to send food?" Don't you want me to go up and find out? β
Bai Youwei's expression remained unchanged, and her movement to eat porridge did not stagnate at all, "Don't you want to?" β
Shen Mo smiled faintly and generously admitted: "Yes." β
The difference between his and Bai Youwei's personalities is 108,000 miles, but somehow, their ideas always coincide.
Shen Mo thought about it again and said, "Let Teacher Cheng go, they are all teachers, and they are easy to speak." β
"Bring a joke." Bai Youwei said, "Don't let the old man be bullied. β
Shen Mo: "What, protect the short?" β
Bai Youwei was stunned, didn't know what to think, and after a pause for a few seconds, she said lightly: "He is good." β
Shen Mo took a deep look at her, got up and went out, stood at the door and said, "Teacher Cheng, come over for a while......"
β¦β¦
Bai Youwei and Shen Mo analyzed the teachers and students upstairs in the dormitory, but they didn't know that the people upstairs were also studying them.
"A tall man, a bad youth, an old man, a disabled ......"
The students sat around and looked at each other.
Such a combination, no matter how you look at it, is very strange.
"Don't worry too much." The female teacher sat in the middle of them and spoke softly, "If they can take in the elderly and take care of the disabled, they will definitely not be vicious people. β
A girl with a double ponytail muttered, "But that cripple is so fierce......"
Before he finished speaking, he was stared at sternly by the teacher.
The girl knew that she had said the wrong thing, and she was also a little aggrieved, so she whispered: "I didn't say it, she said it herself." β
"She can say she's crippled, but we can't." The female teacher looked at the student in front of her and told again, "When you go out, you must not be quick to speak, it is not good for others or yourself, you know?" β
"Got it, Mr. Tu."
The students echoed, and the girls with double ponytails nodded uncomfortably.
Another student asked, "Teacher Tu, when are we going to go into the fog?" β
Teacher Tu was silent for a while, then turned his head to look to the side-
Over there, a pale-faced male student lay on the bed in the dormitory, with a thick white gauze wrapped around his chest, his eyelids half-drooping, quietly listening to everyone's discussion.
Tu Dan sighed silently in his heart and withdrew his gaze, "...... When Zhang Tianyang's injuries are better, we will go in again. If the food is more than half consumed and we haven't come out of the fog, the people who stay behind will take the food south along the Yangtze River...... Let's find a refuge again. β
"Teacher Tu ......"
"Teacher Tu, don't go ......"
Several girls had moist eyes, and they reluctantly pulled the corners of the teacher's clothes, and the boys also had red eyes.
Tu Dan looked at the immature faces, with mixed feelings in his heart, took their hands, and said word by word: "We must go to the fog, this is a clue that everyone exchanged their lives for." I ask you, what is the first rule of the game? β
The students choked up: "Refuse the game, become a doll!" β
"Yes...... Rejecting, avoiding, will only increase its bad feeling and will not help anything. Tu Dan looked at them, "We, we must go to the fog." β