Our whole class has traveled through time

Chapter 8 A hot meal and hot dishes

A few people were sitting lazily on the chairs in the main room and really didn't want to move their fingers. There was no convenient transportation at this time, so they had to walk the whole way.

Qian Xiaoxiao thought about the road she had traveled in the past two days and shook her head. She really didn't want to take another step.

A quarter of an hour later, Qian Xiaoxiao stood up, patted the non-existent ashes on his body and went to the kitchen.

Guan Miao also followed. Now that there are only two of them as adults, they naturally need to pay more, not to mention he is still a man.

"Teacher, let me help you."

A few girls walked in.

"It's okay. You are so exhausted today. You are still growing. Teacher is okay. You can help me tomorrow. You can make the beds, take a shower and go to bed early after dinner."

"Okay, teacher, Uncle Guan, thank you for your hard work."

Several people exited the kitchen and went to make the bed with the quilts sent by Cloth Village.

Guan Miao went to wash the rice.

Qian Xiaoxiao went to check out what vegetables they bought.

White radish, cabbage, and a piece of pork about ten pounds.

Qian Xiaoxiao trembled when he looked at the pork.

From now on, cooking every day will be a scary thing, with such a big piece of meat. Qian Xiaoxiao was instantly discouraged.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Guan Miao noticed Qian Xiaoxiao's frustration, picked up the pork and put it into the big basin. "Just go and wash the vegetables. Leave the rest to me and try my handiwork."

"Ah ha, big pot rice." Qian Xiaoxiao joked.

"Well, it's a challenge."

Then the two of them didn't exchange a word the whole time. They really didn't know what to say. Maybe they were too tired and their minds were confused.

after an hour.

Have dinner.

There were two pots of vegetables and one pot of rice on a table in the main room.

Braised rice in iron pot.

Pork stewed with radish.

Stir-fried cabbage.

There were not enough chairs, so everyone gathered around the table and stood aside to eat after picking up the dishes. No one complained.

"There is also crispy rice porridge in the pot in the kitchen. If you want to drink it, you can serve it yourself. It's very fragrant. You can try it."

"Crisp porridge?"

"I haven't eaten."

"I want I want."

"Well, go pretend it yourself." Guan Miao picked up the rice in a bowl.

Qian Xiaoxiao brought out a bowl of crispy rice porridge from the kitchen: "I didn't expect Chef Guan's skills to be quite good. This crispy rice porridge is so fragrant."

“When we were little, we used to have iron pots like this at home, but there were no electric rice cookers. The rice was stewed like this, and there would be a layer of crispy rice on the bottom, so my mother would pour the rice soup in and cook it into crispy rice porridge. It's so comfortable to drink a bowl after a meal," Guan Miao said.

"Well, it's very comfortable. Students, you can try it. It's really delicious."

After a meal, everyone was full of belly.

Only then did everyone feel alive.

Ever since Qian Xiaoxiao came back from shopping, he had arranged for someone to boil water and take a shower first. Otherwise, how long would it take for more than thirty people to take a shower?

A large pot can wash up to three people.

From the moment the fire started in the pot, until about ten o'clock in the evening, the pot never stopped.

Around eleven o'clock, everyone was lying on the soft quilt.

In the dead of night, everyone calmed down their hearts.

Miss dad.

miss mom.

So many things have happened in the past two days. At their age, apart from going to school and checking their mobile phones, nothing major has happened.

Even if there are any difficulties at home, their parents will not tell them.

Those parents who divorced settled the matter quietly.

It seems that the parents of their generation, parents are parents and children are children, and they can't fit in at all.

Adults have their own world, and children have their own world.

Adults always think they are doing this for the good of their children.

The child thinks that if you don't tell me anything, forget it. I don't want to know, but I don't really care. This is how conflicts arise.

On the surface, everything was calm.

But every frame in Rebel shows that they really care.

Qian Xiaoxiao didn't fall asleep immediately.

She also missed her parents and her younger brother at home.

She is only twenty-five years old.

I don’t know how the parents would feel knowing that no one in the bus went back.

I'm afraid I'll be heartbroken.

But Qian Xiaoxiao knew that she couldn't change, and she couldn't show negative emotions. Her emotions would affect her, and then the whole team would be difficult to control.

Especially these are a group of children who are in the rebellious stage. She didn't dare to think about what they would do when they were emotional.

Headache.

go to bed.

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