With Yan Qingwen's mind, Bai Youwei believed that he had guessed seven or eight points. There are also Li Li and Zhu Shu. Although their visions are limited, they should have their own answers as to what the final reward is.
How they guess is their business.
Whether she says it or not, it's her business.
If she really told her rewards in detail, Bai Youwei felt that it was something only a fool would do. Who dares to ensure that among these people present now, they will "sell" her in the future
Of course, until that happens, they can be friends.
In today's world, one more friend, especially one more smart friend, is more useful than one more prop.
…
Later, everyone talked about their future plans, and avoided the topic of rewards intentionally or unintentionally.
The children dozed off early. When they were chatting, Pan Xiaoxin kept nodding next to Teacher Cheng, and dozed off like a chicken pecking at rice.
In the tent lay the injured chatter and laughing. Originally, three people slept together, but now it is inconvenient.
Zhu Shu gave up her tent. She went to sleep in a tent with Su Man at night, but Su Man did not object.
After the children and the elderly were placed, the others also washed and rested.
The night is getting darker, darker and quieter.
Holding the golden key, Bai Youwei tossed and turned in the tent, unable to sleep.
When Shen Mo came back, she sat up and asked, "What did you talk to them about again? We talked for so long."
"Have decided with Yan Qingwen about tomorrow's route."
Shen Mo sat down beside her, took out a few puzzle pieces and put them beside her: "Yan Qingwen asked me to give you five puzzle pieces."
"It's quite trustworthy." Bai Youwei put away the puzzle and asked closer, "Are you sure you want to go to Shanghai?"
Shen Mo: "Well, I want to see that Professor Song. I asked Teacher Cheng and Xiaoxin, and they have no opinion."
"It's not that they have no opinion, are they out of ideas?" Bai Youwei couldn't help saying.
- Now that the world has become like this ghost, what city does it make a difference
Shen Mo smiled and asked her, "What about you?"
Bai Youwei's eyes rolled around and said, "I have no opinion."
Shen Mo raised the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, "Go to sleep now."
Bai Youwei: "Wait a minute~"
She snorted suddenly, which caught Shen Mo's attention, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
Bai Youwei held the golden key in one hand and his hand in the other. In the dim tent, her eyes were shining.
"Shall we go to the doll's house?" she said.
"... Now?" Shen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Bai Youwei blinked, "How about... Wait another half an hour? When everyone is asleep, we will... "
The more she talked, the more reverie it became, Shen Mo held her hand in a funny way, "Let's go now."
Bai Youwei opened her palm, and the golden key was still dazzling even in the dark, just as attractive as the gold coin had brought them back then.
"Hold the key... half-turn clockwise to open the dollhouse in any space."
Bai Youwei took the key and looked around the tent.
"There are no restrictions. It stands to reason that it should also be possible here..."
She was a little nervous and a little excited, holding the key on one of the tarpaulins of the tent, and twisting it half a turn like opening a door—
Click.
Familiar voice.
When they were trapped in the doll house, the door would make this sound every time a guest was invited in!
"Open." Bai Youwei looked at Shen Mo.
Shen Mo reached out and touched it. The tarpaulin still looked like a tarpaulin, but he could clearly feel the metal door handle.
Reach out and hold.
Push again.
The living room of the doll's house appeared before their eyes!
It was the same house, but this time, there was no sense of weirdness. All the furniture in front of me were ordinary and quiet, like an ordinary home that couldn’t be more ordinary.