Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

Because the companions came back, Lu Qihuai finally became honest, and Xia Mingchi pasted all the remaining three corners of the latte art.

Hu Caiwei is very talented in drawing, and wrote artistic words in the center of the blackboard.

They also drew cute animals in the blank spaces. Qian Duo and Meng Yijie only need to fill in the colors, and Xiong Xiaoding handed them chalks.

The horn hanging in the corner suddenly rang, and lively music sounded from inside.

Along with the music, there is the nursery rhyme.

The lamb yawns, the obedient sheep leads the circle, and the disobedient baby sleeps on the floor~

Only this time, the chanting voice was not a child's voice, but a mechanical voice synthesized by AI, without the slightest emotion, and with an electric sound.

Xia Mingchi turned around, and he saw the children sitting obediently, with their little hands behind the chairs and their mouths closed.

It wasn't the kid who sang it.

"Puppet clothes?!" Hu Caiwei was shocked.

Everyone followed her gaze, and the fluffy clothes came to life, as if the inside was inflated, from shriveled to bulging.The headgear, which was separated from the body, was worn on top of the clothes at some unknown time.

Did the clothes come to life, or did something get into them?

Brown bear, white rabbit, blue elephant, orange fox, gray cat.

They jumped up holding hands, and their buttocks twisted and twisted.

The dance moves are exaggerated and hilarious.

The children who were the audience did not have the slightest joy on their faces, but panic instead.

The doll jumps up to the player, and asks in a coaxing tone, "Are you good?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Qian Duoduo was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at these dolls.

Xiong Xiaoding said: "It's pretty good..."

"Although I smoke, drink and dye my hair, I am actually a good boy."

The brown bear doll opened its mouth, satisfied with the answer, "Then you have to follow us..."

"Ah???" Xiong Xiaoding regretted, who knows where they will lead him.

Xiong Xiaoding immediately changed his words, "I'm not good! I often skip class and fight!"

The brown bear said again: "Then you are Snow White..."

"..." Xiong Xiaoding despaired.

It seems that no matter what the answer is, the ending is death.

Hu Caiwei picked up her chair and threw it at the brown bear doll, "Princess, you're fucking b*&...￥#%@!"

The head of the doll rolled on the ground, bounced back up again, and took back the doll clothes.

Hu Caiwei was dumbfounded.

The music on the stereo started to loop again, and the dolls continued to sing.

"The little sheep yawns, the obedient sheep lead the circle, and the disobedient ones sleep on the floor~"

They do not actively attack the player, but circle around the player.

Xia Mingchi felt his head dizzy. It turned out that these dolls used a method similar to mental attack.

They just sing to the music.

Thinking of this, Xia Mingchi picked up another chair from the ground and threw it hard at the speaker.

The stereo began to murmur, and the doll's singing was out of tune with the music.

The dizziness subsided a little.

Hu Caiwei understood what Xia Mingchi meant, picked up the chair, and smashed the speaker like Xia Mingchi did.

She was very strong, and within a few strokes, the sound was completely broken.

The music stopped, and the doll seemed to be sucked out of its soul, and fell back to the ground softly.

The children were no longer frightened, and the expressions on their faces returned to normal.

Xia Mingchi asked Qian Duoduo: "Have you heard this ballad?"

Qian Duo put down his hands covering his ears, and answered honestly, "I have."

He predicted Xia Mingchi's next question, and said directly: "But I don't know what it means, I'm just an ordinary kid here...I'm not always here."

Xia Mingchi walked up to the little devil again, "What does 'bring back the circle' mean?"

The little girl with the watermelon head said softly, "I just took it away."

"Where are you taking them?"

"I don't know! I'm not the one who took it away."

Xia Mingchi was very patient, "Who are you? Are you disobedient?"

The little girl with the watermelon head thought for a while, "I am Snow White. The director said that Snow White always sleeps under the floor."

???

If it's child abuse, denying them a bed should also mean "sleeping on the floor".

What the hell is under/under the floor?

Because the child was still too young, Xia Mingchi asked again, "Snow White sleeps on the floor, right?"

The little watermelon-headed girl had an affirmative expression, "No, she slept under the floor."

Lu Qihuai guessed: "Does it mean sleeping in the basement?"

"There is another possibility," Meng Yijie said, "it was buried."

The child is obviously not human. Meng Yijie's guess is not unreasonable, but it is also the last thing everyone wants to see.

From the roster, there are a total of 16 children in the kindergarten. Are they not missing, but buried?

At this time, Chef Qian, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, walked in.

He looked around the activity room and was stunned when he saw a lot of money, then laughed and said in a strange tone, "Are you there too?"

Qian Duoduo was so frightened that he held Xiong Xiaoding's hand, not daring to look at Cook Qian.

The six children sitting on the small bench instantly sat upright, not daring to talk or laugh casually.

Chef Qian wore a greasy apron and said to the players, "Two girls, please come and help me cook."

Meng Yijie said, "Okay."

Xiong Xiaoding was worried, he patted Qian Duoduo on the shoulder, pointed at Xia Mingchi and Lu Qihuai, "You stay with your two brothers obediently, and they will protect you."

Qian Duoduo said to Chef Qian again: "If more than one person can cook the meal quickly, I'll go too."

"That's fine," Cook Qian said to his so-called nephew, "Be obedient and don't make trouble for the volunteers."

Qian Duo's body was tense, and the thin young man wiped the sweat from his brow, tremblingly said, "Yes."

Xia Mingchi could tell that whether it was Qian Duo or the six children, they were all afraid of Chef Qian.

The kitchen was a mess and there was water all over the floor.

After Chef Qian came in, he casually mopped it with a mop.

Xiong Xiaoding couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to apply for mopping the floor.

On the ground is a large red plastic basin, which looks like a baby's bathtub, and it is full of rotten vegetable leaves.

Chef Qian said to the two girls: "You guys are responsible for choosing the dishes."

Meng Yijie cooks by herself when she has time, so choosing dishes is not difficult for her.

Hu Caiwei is still studying, busy with her studies, and basically doesn't do housework, so she has to follow Meng Yijie's example, pinch off the rotten vegetable leaves, throw them into the trash can, and tear the whole vegetable into leaves.

Chef Qian cleaned the pot and began to ramble.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Meng Yijie was puzzled: ...?

Chef Qian fished out the rotten leaves from the trash can and put them back in the bathtub, "These vegetables are edible, don't throw them away."

Meng Yijie: "..."

She is not a person who wastes food. The leaves she throws are all black, and they will rot directly if she squeezes them with her hands.

Chef Qian said again: "You children, if you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how much firewood and rice are. Listen to me, don't throw away the leaves."

Hu Caiwei didn't know the criteria for judging whether vegetables were edible, so she looked at Meng Yijie.

Meng Yijie said: "We were wrong, we listen to you."

Only then was Chef Qian satisfied, and cleaned the pot again.

In fact, he didn't need to brush at all, because since entering the kitchen, Meng Yijie found that the pot was cleaner than Chef Qian's greasy face.

Can't see any fishy smell.

She didn't know if it was done in advance, or if she didn't cook hard dishes at all.

The vegetables in the pot are not fresh, they look like the ones sold at a discount when the supermarket is about to close.

It was wilted, soft and collapsed.

Meng Yijie wondered, are these things for children?Is it healthy for them to eat?

Xiong Xiaoding looked unreliable, but he worked very hard.After mopping up the kitchen floor, he came over to help choose vegetables.

In a few minutes, a large pot of vegetables was selected.

Chef Qian was very happy, "It's faster to have someone to help with the work!"

He connected the black rubber hose to the faucet, took the water into the tub, and rubbed it casually like washing clothes, and it was considered as finished.

Some of them were originally rotten vegetable leaves, which were directly broken into the basin after rubbing.

The water in the basin turned light green.

Hu Caiwei looked a little disgusted.

Chef Qian quickly turned on the gas stove, heated up a pan, and poured a little oil into it.

Meng Yijie said: "Is there too little oil? After all, the amount of food is here..."

"A lot, a lot," Chef Qian interrupted her, "The green vegetables can't be made too oily, otherwise the child will easily have diarrhea after eating."

It sounds plausible.

Before the oil was hot, Chef Qian threw the vegetable leaves into the pot, and then kept stirring them with a large spatula.

Hot air rose from the pot, and Chef Qian was sweating profusely, and his sweat even dripped into the pot.

Hu Caiwei asked cautiously: "Well...do we volunteers also eat?"

"Volunteer?" Chef Qian said, "If you don't eat it, this is a children's meal."

"The contract signed with you clearly states that when you come to provide services, we are only responsible for issuing social practice certificates, not your meals."

Hu Caiwei breathed a sigh of relief and let her eat, she would rather die.

But Meng Yijie found something unusual. Logically speaking, the volunteer matchmaking should be done by the person in charge of the kindergarten. Why does the cook know so clearly? ?

Was he not just a cook?

Chef Qian didn't stir fry a few times. After identifying the bottles and jars beside him for a long time, he picked up one of the bottles and scooped two spoonfuls of lethal white powder into it.

Meng Yijie was dumbfounded.

Chef Qian explained with a smile: "Oh, I'm worried that there will be no taste. There are too many dishes, so add more salt."

Meng Yijie smiled: "It's okay, I haven't cooked a big pot of rice, so I was a little scared just now."

There are several plates of dishes.

Xiong Xiaoding asked: "Do you want to do anything else?"

Chef Qian shook his head, "No need, the children have a small appetite, and they can't finish eating too much."

He told the players to bring the dishes to the restaurant, and then asked the children to eat.

Xiong Xiaoding sighed, "The babies here are so pitiful, do they just eat these?"

Meng Yijie said to the two companions: "I suspect that he is not a real cook, the bottle he took is actually sugar."