The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

Following the team outside, Su Qinghe saw the bus at the door.

"Let the teacher ask, everyone, wait here for a while."

I saw a teacher walking up to the bus and communicating with the driver.

"Is that the car that's coming to pick us up?" Han Wenjie looked at the bus curiously.

The other children were also looking around. They all came here at once and felt novel everywhere they looked. Their big black eyes were full of curiosity.

A group of children with yellow skin and black hair stood very conspicuously at the entrance of the airport, and passers-by could not help but stare at them.

Song Zhijun couldn't see it with her eyes. It was her first time going abroad and she felt that everything was different.

Just when Su Qinghe was about to lose his footing and wonder why the teacher hadn't come back after being away for so long, he finally saw him coming back.

Ji Zhengkun went to verify the information with the driver. Although he had already checked the bus license plate number, there were so many children. To be on the safe side, he checked the driver's ID cards one by one, so it was a little slow.

To make travel easier, drivers are hired from local people.

"Everyone, line up. We are about to get on the bus. Remember to bring your schoolbags with you."

The steps on the bus were a bit high, and it was a bit difficult for a group of children to step on them. Fortunately, the teachers had experience.

One is following from the front and the other is supporting from behind.

When we got to the car, we took a roll call again to confirm that no one was left behind before letting the driver start the car.

In the car, the teacher introduced everyone to where they would live for the next period of time.

The school has rented two houses for everyone nearby, and they have been cleaned.

It's past two o'clock in the afternoon, which is the hottest time, and there is no air conditioning in the car. A group of children who were originally very energetic now have no energy.

He was sitting listlessly, his little face was all red from the heat, and the sweat on his head kept flowing down.

Due to Su Qinghe's physical condition, although it wasn't very comfortable, it was still much better than others.

The teachers who led the team were also a little anxious. What they were most afraid of was that the children would get sick. Foreigners were unfamiliar with the place, so it would be very troublesome if they really got sick.

"How long until we arrive?" A female teacher asked the driver.

I heard the driver chattering a lot, and the female teacher didn't look very good.

The children in the car had been taught bilingual lessons since they were young, so they naturally understood what the driver said clearly. It was still an hour's drive from where they lived.

"I forgot to buy a few bottles of water at the airport." A female teacher regretted that she would have bought a few more bottles of water if she had known it was still so far away.

"Teacher, I feel so uncomfortable and want to vomit."

"I'm so thirsty, I want to drink water."

"It's so hot. I want to go home. I want my mother."

Some people cried while talking, and one person's crying directly affected other children in the car.

The two female teachers were anxious to get angry. They themselves felt uncomfortable with the heat, and they had to comfort these children.

What I was most afraid of before coming here was that these children would have to find their mothers. Children in the first grade were the most difficult to take care of, as one of them would cry if he didn't manage to do so.

What's more, these children have been pampered since childhood and have never suffered at all. Someone has taken care of them when they go out.

Listening to the noise in her ears, Su Qinghe's already depressed mood became even more irritable.

"Teacher, can you ask the driver to stop in front?" Su Qinghe suddenly said.

"What's wrong with Student Su? Do you want to go to the toilet?" the female teacher patiently asked Su Qinghe. You can't stop for no reason.

Su Qinghe pointed to a colorful car not far away, "There is an ice cream truck there."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of children who were still crying suddenly fell silent and rushed towards the window to see the ice cream truck Su Qinghe was talking about.

There is no water in the car now, and the teacher is afraid that something will happen to these children. They look at each other. Yu Ji Zhengkun goes to ask the driver to stop and goes down to call the ice cream truck.

"Don't be anxious, everyone. Teacher, go down and call the ice cream truck. Don't run around."

With ice cream as an introduction, a group of children cooperated very well, staring at the teacher who got off the car with longing eyes.

I saw the teacher walking to the ice cream cart, talking to the people inside, and pointing to their cart.

Soon, they saw the ice cream truck that everyone was looking forward to driving towards them.

The two cars were parked side by side, and the window of the ice cream truck faced the inside of the car. A group of children saw the car approaching and couldn't wait to stick to the window.

There is a small blackboard next to the window of the ice cream truck. The ice cream inside is painted on the blackboard with the price marked on the side. There are also some childish little patterns around it.

"Come one by one, line up, everyone has a share, don't be anxious."

Su Qinghe was lucky. Her seat happened to be facing the window of the ice cream truck. She didn't rush to queue with everyone, and studied the menu first.

Each one looked delicious, so Su Qinghe had a hard time choosing.

"Qing He, come here and line up." Han Wenjie saw that his friend was not in a hurry. He was so anxious that he pulled his friend to line up.

"It's okay, there are many more there, don't worry about not being able to buy them." Su Qinghe comforted him.

After hearing Su Qinghe's words, Han Wenjie felt relieved and stepped forward to see someone buying it in front of him.

"What flavor do you eat?" Han Wenjie was a little confused. Everyone seemed to be buying different ones. He was confused and didn't know which one to choose.

"I eat the original flavor." Su Qinghe was afraid of stepping on the wrong side, so she chose a conservative taste. Foreigners hate sweetness, but Su Qinghe was afraid that it would be too sweet.

Seeing someone next to him choose the crispy tube, Su Qinghe reminded them that it is best to choose the crispy tube in the paper cup. If the crispy tube is eaten too slowly, it will melt quickly, and the hands will be sticky by then, which is very troublesome.

After listening to Su Qinghe's words standing in front of and behind them, they originally wanted crispy cones, but thinking that there were crispy cones to eat after eating the ice cream, they also changed their minds. Everyone didn't want their hands to be sticky.

The teachers guarding them also heard what Su Qinghe said and decided to ask for paper cups later.

Su Qinghe took a spoon and carefully took a bite and put it in his mouth. His eyes lit up. It was delicious!

It has a very strong milky fragrance, a very creamy texture, and is not overly sweet. It is within her acceptable range and it melts very quickly.

Song Zhijun chose the nut flavor, and the two of them shared it. The ice cream had chopped nuts in it, which was also delicious.

After eating ice cream, everyone felt much better, and even the air didn't feel very hot.

The only regret was that the teacher only asked them to buy small cups, but they ran out quickly. Even Su Qinghe felt they didn't have enough.

However, she also knew that the teacher was worried that some people had bad gastrointestinal problems and would suffer from diarrhea and stomachaches if they ate too much. If the heat was not unbearable, he would definitely not agree to her suggestion.

"Next time, let's buy a larger portion." After finishing the last bite, Han Wenjie began to think about the next time.

Su Qinghe didn't say anything. She found it difficult. Not to mention whether it was a big portion or not, just whether she could eat it next time was a question.

She noticed that the teachers were discussing secretly after getting on the bus, and their voices were not loud. Su Qinghe judged it by the shape of their mouths.

After Ji Zhengkun paid, he also brought a box of water up. It looked like it should be at room temperature, but he kept it in the corner so that no one could see it.