The day I left the village, the whole world went crazy

When he mentioned this, an embarrassed look appeared on his pig face for a moment. He didn't think he was going crazy, but he stepped on his head to get out.

"Um, second uncle, I've been having a hard time these past few years. I haven't made any money, so I don't have the nerve to go back." The pig-headed chef said with a miserable face.

When Liu Ye heard this, he immediately felt the same. He didn't know if he didn't come out. Although it was nice outside, it was really difficult to survive. If he hadn't had the enthusiastic help of the driver brother and others, he wouldn't have been able to do it so quickly. settle down.

"Second uncle, don't worry, I will also work here from now on. Let us uncle and nephew make good money together, and then go back to the village to build a big house!"

As soon as he said these words, the pig-headed chef's eyes almost popped out of his head.

"What? You work here? What do you do? As a security guard?"

"What a security guard, I'm a teacher here!" Liu Ye said proudly.

"You don't know how to read, what kind of teacher are you?" The pig-headed chef shouted in a broken voice.

"Why can't I be a teacher if I can't read? I teach well. If you don't believe me, ask my students."

Liu Ye turned his head to look at Huang Mao and other strange people.

What could Huang Mao and the others say? They could only nod in agreement with a sad face.

Looking at their looks, the pig-headed chef knew what they had been through. After all, what they had gone through was what he had left from back then.

Liu Ye is a little better when he grows up. You must know that when he was a baby, that guy...

Thinking of that scene, the pig-headed chef couldn't help but tremble.

"Uncle, give me some food. I'm already hungry. I've missed your craftsmanship all these years." Liu Ye said with a smile.

What can the pig-headed chef say? Just fix it, otherwise this little ancestor might be talking nonsense.

Then he entered the kitchen and brought over an iron pot of soup. There was a gap in the iron pot, and I didn't know if it was an illusion, but the iron pot seemed to be shaking.

And when the soup came out, everyone present and the weird ones went crazy, and they all rushed towards the soup pot uncontrollably.

But the pig-headed chef suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, which instantly caused these people and Weird to fall to the ground.

Except of course Liu Ye.

The pig-headed chef was not surprised. After all, this kid grew up eating the food he cooked.

You must know that his food is not something that ordinary people can eat. After ordinary humans and low-level weirdos eat it, they will become deeply addicted and eventually give everything they have.

But for high-level Weirdness or Liu Ye, these foods are a great supplement.

Liu Ye looked at the pot of soup with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"It's still this pot. This is the one I bit into back then... Huh? Why is this pot trembling? Second uncle, are your hands shaking?"

"no!"

The pig-headed chef suppressed the iron pot with all his strength to prevent it from escaping.

"By the way, Second Uncle, do you know where the Fourth and Fifth Uncles are? I remember seeing them once when I was a child, and then I never saw them again. Second Uncle, you... Huh? Second Uncle, what are you doing? Cried?"

"It's okay... I miss them too! Woohoo..."

The pig-headed chef didn't miss them, he was just scared.

I think there were ten brothers at the beginning, but in the end there were only three left. If he hadn't been so skilled, he would have followed in the footsteps of his brothers.

Speaking of his second uncle's sadness, Liu Ye also sighed, and then called out to Huang Mao and other weird people who were shivering behind him.

"Come over and have something to eat together. It's okay. They are all relatives. I'll treat your teacher."

When Huang Mao and others heard this, they immediately came over cautiously, then honestly filled a bowl of soup, and drank it in small sips. The soup liquid entered their mouths, with a happy expression on their faces.

But the next second, several pictures suddenly flashed in Huang Mao's mind.

In the picture, all of their faces were full of fear, and fierce quarrels broke out among the students.

That seemed to be the scene when they were still alive.

Something terrible happened to their class, and students died tragically one by one... What was it?

The screen flashed and Huang Mao saw a terrifying figure.

"The game is on!"

boom!

Huang Mao suddenly sat on the ground.

He remembered, he remembered how he died!

At that moment, the Yin Qi in his body surged, the remaining rationality in his mind gradually disappeared, and a strange look began to appear on his face.

But the next second...

"Snapped!"

He slapped him on the head and slapped him back.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly fall down?" Liu Ye said nervously.

You know, falling down is not a trivial matter. For example, even if he falls down all the time, his talent will not grow.

"Old... teacher..."

Huang Mao came back to his senses. His state just now made him frightened. He almost became a thoughtless ghost.

He glanced at Liu Ye gratefully, but heard Liu Ye suddenly say.

"That little Bu, you don't make the teacher feel too reassured. If so, the teacher will go to your dormitory to sleep tonight and have a heart-to-heart talk with you!"

Yellow Hair: "..."

Liu Ye looked at Huang Mao's 'excited' expression and nodded with satisfaction. He just felt that there was something wrong with Huang Mao's expression. The manual said that you should always pay attention to the students' mental conditions and talk to them if you have nothing to do.

And before leaving, they also paid before the meal.

"Why doesn't he have to pay?" someone said strangely and angrily.

"He is my ancestor, aren't you?" Zhutou glared at him.

"Not only do you have to pay for your food, but you also have to pay for his share! Hurry up!"

He can't pay for it

Everyone is weird: "..."

They had no choice but to gather their strength and pay before the meal, which made them even weaker.

That night, Liu Ye came to Huang Mao's bedroom holding a pillow.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled a musty smell.

"Oh. Your dormitory is quite big." Liu Ye said with a frown.

Huang Mao and the others gave a weird and awkward smile. In fact, they don’t have dormitories. They are all dead. They can just find a place to stay. Sleeping is just a habit for them, but it is not a necessity. Time is important to them. , has no meaning.

This dormitory was their dormitory when they were alive. Because of their deaths, no one has lived in it for many years. He borrowed all the bedding from the West Campus.

This is a dormitory for four people. Huang Mao and three other unlucky guys tidied up the dormitory so that it could at least be habitable.

"Teacher, why don't you sleep on my bed, and I'll go to another dormitory to squeeze in with someone else," Huang Mao said.

After he finished speaking, the other three looked at him strangely!

What a great plan, I actually want Jin Chan to escape from his shell!

But Liu Ye held him back.

"No need to bother, I can just sleep on the floor. It's just the right time for the two of us to have a heart-to-heart talk." Liu Ye said kindly.

Yellow Hair: "..."

What else could he do after he said so? I had to spread the mattress for him.

Liu Ye asked as soon as he lay down.

"Tell me, what did you think of in the cafeteria today?"

Upon hearing Liu Ye's question, Huang Mao's expression changed. He leaned on his hands and spoke slowly.

"Teacher, have you heard of the red envelope game?"