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In the cafeteria, students from the whole school gathered one after another.
In other schools, hundreds of boys gather together, and I don't know how noisy it is.
Available here.
Everyone didn't make a sound, it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.
No one speaks, no one has an expression, the same numbness, mechanical, walking dead.
Unbelievably oppressive.
I dare not even imagine what method was used to make people 'obedient' to such an extent.
only…
When the rice cooking window is opened, the rich aroma of the food permeates...
Following the function of the body, unconsciously chasing the source of the smell.
Plate after plate of hot food was pushed out.
Su Sanxian...
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes…
Potato Goulash…
Grilled Eggplant with Sliced Pork…
Vinegared Chinese Cabbage…
Stir-Fried Pork Liver with Cucumber…
They are all very common canteen dishes, but they exude a rare overbearing aroma.
The most intuitive feeling is: hungry.
Those devil-like rice cookers in normal times disappeared, replaced by Rong Huai and a few close buddies.
The young boy uncomfortably knocked on the basin with a spoon, dragged his son eighty thousand and said, "It's time for dinner! Take the plate by yourself and line up!"
Everyone dared not move, for fear that this was a dream.
A group of children, looking at the food eagerly, want to eat but dare not eat, like stray puppies and puppies, only dare to hide in dark and dirty corners, and dare not even approach the trash can easily.
In the live room:
—[I really can’t see these when I’m old, tears are streaming down]
—[Ah, give me food quickly! Everyone has to eat two more bowls, you know! !]
—[Train people to be more obedient than dogs, their goal has been achieved, it is their victory, but it is the sorrow of the children]
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Finally, someone was really hungry, slowly took the first step, and walked to the cafeteria window.
Rong Huai clenched the spoon unconsciously, always feeling like the protagonist in a comic, given the important mission of saving the world.
"Which dish to eat?" His tone was fierce, but the rice was served generously. He scooped up a large spoonful of each dish, as if he was afraid that the cook would not be full.
With the first person, immediately there is the second.
The queue was long.
The first child who got the meal took a bite of food and carefully stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes widened instantly.
hot... cooked... and delicious...
smell.
He was stunned for more than ten seconds before he buried his head in frantically grilling the rice. As he ate, tears fell down his face.
More and more children joined the camp of grilled rice, and everyone ate it deliciously, as if it was some precious delicacy in the world.
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Li Jianyu was a little puzzled at first. He tasted it. Although Yimei's cooking skills are good, there is not much room for the big pot of rice to be used. To be honest, the taste of these meals is far worse than the meals she usually cooks.
Xiangli saw his doubts, pushed down the silver-rimmed glasses with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "The best seasoning in the world is hunger."
"..." In an instant, Li Jianyu suddenly understood why Yimei wanted to cook for these children.
because of them…
I'm really really hungry.
He turned his face away and blew his nose vigorously.
"I fucked this bunch of scum..."
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When the last bowl of soup was served, Rong Huai was so tired that he could barely lift his arms, but when he saw Xiangyi approaching, he immediately straightened his back, pretending to be cool and cold.
In the next second, a delicious meat bun was stuffed into his mouth, accompanied by a quiet but gentle voice:
"go for meal."