At the same time, several girls who were huddled together quickly moved away, no longer huddled together and talking in other native dialects that they could not understand.
The food this time was really good, so fragrant that all the girls in the room were devouring it. Before, it was all cold steamed buns and cold water. There was nothing delicious. Even a sick girl was eating it.
I got up and took a few bites.
"Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't swallow it." Rong Jingshu was still afraid that the girl around her who was eating fiercely would swallow it, so she took a bite and tried to persuade others.
The result was that while eating, someone suddenly started crying.
Crying is normal. There is not a day without crying.
Rong Jingshu's nose felt sour and she almost shed tears. Cry, crying is also a way to vent. It's better than being like two puppets on strings, lifeless and not even wanting to speak.
Several sick girls ate a few mouthfuls of food, and when they heard someone there, they put down their bowls and chopsticks in a daze.
"Eat what you have to eat. At least, you still have to eat now. Think about it this morning, she didn't even have a full meal when she left!" Gu Chen spoke indifferently, the one who was only ten years old
A girl from Henan who has not graduated from primary school at the age of six is probably lifeless now.
Compared with her, are they just a little bit more lucky?
After talking to Rong Jingshu for a few words, the girl named Juanzi finished her meal and said, "Did you hear that? If you want to live or die, you have to have enough to eat. You will know that all day long.
Cry, cry, cry, do you want others to have a safe meal?"
Locked together without any communication, who knows whom?
Except for the first day when Rong Jingshu spoke to them enthusiastically and huddled together to introduce herself, no one dared to huddle together and rely on each other anymore.
No one dares, for fear that his sister-in-law will betray him midway, accept his fate, and be wasted.
Those who can cry show that they still have the strength to cry. Those who are sick have no strength to even eat. How can they cry? If they continue to cry, they will faint from crying.
Rong Jingshu pursed her lips and did not stand up again.
The few who cried were from the same province, and they could still speak their hometown dialect. Sometimes they huddled together secretly, not knowing what they were saying, and no one else could understand them anyway. For them, Rong Jingshu did not
Not much good feelings.
"It's none of your business if we cry. We just want to cry. Can you still care about it?"
"That's right! Who do you think you are? You don't care if others cry. We just want to cry, we just want to cry!"
It was nothing at first, but suddenly there was a quarrel, which made Gu Chen's face suddenly darken. These girls were from the same province and could speak the same hometown dialect. Except for the fact that their mouths were sealed with tape in the car, as long as they were closed
In the house, they would huddle together and talk secretly.
There was only one person in Juanzi, and there were three of them. If there was such a quarrel, it was obvious that Juanzi was the loser.
"You are the boss, you really do take care of it! What does it have to do with you if others don't eat, and if you eat and swallow, it has nothing to do with you? The Ni Bodhisattva is crossing the river, and you can't even protect yourself, and you still come to meddle in other people's business. You just have to eat and hold on!"
"You, you!" Juanzi didn't expect that her kind words would turn out to be nothing in their mouths, making her tremble with anger.
She is a girl from Sichuan Province, and she has a hot temperament. She stood up when she couldn't explain it, "It has nothing to do with me. If I say mine, it has nothing to do with you. Why should I cry? I just called your names."
