Chen Yuanyuan was still in a state of palpitations at this time, and as soon as she heard a man whispering to her, she reflexively shuddered.

"Huh?"

"I, I'm not dreaming. I just felt a little cold, so I woke up freezing. ”

Chen Yuanyuan didn't know why, she just didn't want to reveal the dreams she had just had.

She thought, that dream just now was crazy.

It's so crazy that it doesn't seem real.

It's no wonder that when she began to be reborn through corpses, she didn't recall these bad things.

When Wang Angang was about to talk to her, the people in the room all woke up as if they had heard the movement.

Some even shook their beds.

"Cook, cook, cook when you get up!"

I don't know who I'm yelling at.

When Wang Angang went to bed last night, he didn't take off his clothes, so after putting on his shoes for a while, he directly lifted the door panel where he slept last night.

Then let it stand against the wall.

Chen Yuanyuan noticed the movements in the room, she didn't hesitate, and after dressing herself, she put on shoes again.

When she went to bed last night, she didn't even take off her pants.

After all, as long as he thought of a big man sleeping by his door who was not very familiar with her, he felt a little unsure.

Of course, this kind of unsteadiness is not because of some precautions for a soldier, but because she always feels a little awkward in her heart.

Besides, it's the first time she's slept in someone else's bed.

Although there was no smell on the bed, she felt that the body odor that did not belong to her was slowly permeating this room.

There were nearly twenty people sleeping in the room.

As long as this one person gets up together, the others will get up very loudly.

Of course, it's not just them, but the people in the entire tube building are basically like this.

Chen Yuanyuan saw this big scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping, and she sighed in her heart, it was really like the kind of collective dormitory where sixteen people lived when I was in high school.

At that time, all the people in the big dormitory slept in the Chase bunk.

If you want to go to the toilet, you have to queue up early in the morning.

I wanted to go to the sink and brush my teeth, and five or six people were huddled there side by side.

When I raise my hand to brush my teeth, I feel inconvenient, and sometimes I will hit others.

……

"Let's go! Brush your teeth and go to the balcony again, don't squeeze me! ”

"My hot water, who used my hot water? I just boiled this hot water! ”

"Oh my God! How do I feel that my face towel has a strong foot smell on it, which immoral ghost used my face towel to wipe his feet? ”

“……”

Today, the people in the whole big room seemed to smell a strong smell of gunpowder.

All of them are like fighting cocks with cross-eyed eyes, you quarrel with yours, I quarrel with mine.

Wang Angang seemed to be used to this.

A man stood there motionless.

Look at the girls in this room, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, arguing and scolding each other.

When Chen Yuanyuan saw these people like this, she first took a small basin of tap water.

I washed my face with cold water.

On such a cold day, according to his previous habits, she usually wipes her face with warm water, but the conditions do not allow it at this time, so she is not so particular.

While washing her face with cold water, she secretly said in her heart: "The original owner has been slowly boiling out like this for the past two years, and when it is his turn, he may not be able to do it." ”

What she is better than these people at this time is that she at least has a place to reserve supplies.

There are so many good things, and it is enough for her to live a good life comfortably for twenty years.

As long as she finds a good way out for herself, she will never live such a grievance in her future life.

Besides, it's best not to mess with the people in this room.

Otherwise she will be a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Definitely not going to make these people feel better.

Eating for such a large group of people is actually a problem.

However, it is also a dormitory for the staff of a steel plant.

There is still a cauldron for cooking.

Chen Yuanyuan saw that on the coal-burning stove, the cauldron used at this time turned out to be the kind of cauldron with a diameter of almost one meter that she had only seen when she was filming in the countryside.

This cauldron is available in ordinary cafeterias.

Today, it was supposed to be Chen Yuanyuan's cooking. But Wang Liantie is a very interesting person, she saw that Chen Yuanyuan was like a nobody, following her little uncle, not saying anything, nothing was bad, so she took the initiative to take this matter down.

What is going to be done and what to eat in the morning, at noon yesterday, the head of the family, that is, Ding Dani, had already arranged all this.

She arranged five catties of cornmeal!

The pale yellow cornmeal, which was ground to pieces, was fine, and it was barely a fine grain.

At least to some extent, cornmeal is much stronger than sweet potato flour.

Wang Liangang proposed to make corn flour tortillas. But Wang Liantie felt that it was only five catties of noodles, and it was not enough for so many people to eat.

So, she made a big pot of corn paste.

When she made this corn paste, she put at least half a pot of water in it.

This person has not eaten for ten days and half a month, and when he is hungry to the limit, even if he has a plate of water in front of him, someone will be willing to eat it.

But if a person is hungry for only one night, no one will want to taste a plate of water.

Wang Liantie's talent for cooking is not particularly good.

No matter how fresh the ingredients are, no matter how luscious the raw materials are, as long as they reach her hands, they will become miserable things.

The things that Wang made of iron can only be said to be able to eat.

It can't be called a gourmet sentence.

Corn paste is actually one of her specialties.

But today she forgot to wash the pot.

Therefore, the corn paste is yellow and black.

The color is very unsightly, and it is extremely easy to mistake it for something that cannot be carefully described.

But even if it is so unsophisticated, the twenty or so people in the room still eat it bowl by bowl.

Today, Wang Liantie, as a person who serves rice to everyone, when she served corn paste to Wang Angang, she filled a full bowl.

When it was Chen Yuanyuan's turn, she didn't politely give her a full spoonful.

Chen Yuanyuan's life in the past was very exquisite, and she was also particular about the color, flavor, and flavor when she ate.

She looked at the ugly-colored corn paste in her bowl, and her appetite was subconsciously a little bad.

She felt that such a whole bowl of mush, she should go and play.

So, he said to Wang Angang: "That,...... So much, what should I do if I can't finish eating? ”