The icy snowstorm arrived in the evening and flooded the port. The hard walls were covered with thick snow. The snow left by each snowstorm would compact into solid ice and wrap the walls of the port buildings tightly.
If you want to clear the whole port of snow enough to shovel the engineering shovels of a warehouse, if you ignore the port, you will be like a lady wearing a snow-white fox fur. No matter how heavy makeup you put on the fox fur, you can't hide the fat little girl under the clothes.
My stomach...is like a greedy potato and beef stew that I ate too much!
Probably the children in the port can only think of potatoes and beef stew when they think of a fat lady, just like the peasant women in ancient times envied the empress for her pancakes rolled with green onions, and she could dip them in as much sauce as she wanted without feeling distressed at all.
.Their vision is limited by their imagination. Maybe they will never know for the rest of their lives that there are delicacies like salmon rolls and caviar tiramisu in this world. At least as far as they are concerned, the high-ranking officials and celebrities of the motherland are the most luxurious.
Life is an unlimited supply of oranges and goulash, right?
Stalin in the underground palace was holding a goblet one-third full of orange juice. The table in front of him was filled with potatoes and beef stew. The ladies and dignitaries were all smiling... This scene was quite humorous, too.
…seems to be going too far.
Renata, who was at the front of the team, swallowed her saliva. The aroma of potato stew and beef stew in the iron pot in front of the big-shouldered nurse forcibly brought her back from her thoughts that drifted behind some porcelain blue and white clouds. She couldn't bear to be greedy.
He took a step forward with the dinner plate in front of the nurse and raised his head, trying to influence the nurse's hard heart with a 100% pitiful look.
The long queue of children behind her were holding empty plates with their own expressions on their faces. It seemed that everyone wanted to transform into an Oscar winner and win tonight's 'Best Beef Award' at this moment. Children in Hong Kong
Everyone doesn't like to eat beef stew with potatoes. The hot and spicy beef floats in the red soup with the fresh potatoes. It shines with an attractive luster under the lights of the canteen. The children holding the metal plates are all in tears.
He drooled and stared at the head nurse preparing the dishes, hoping that the spoon scooping out the beef would use more force to scoop up such a full spoonful and put it on the dinner plate.
The head nurse glanced at Renata and frowned obviously, but she quickly relaxed and took the spoon and turned it around in the iron bucket. Her movements were so rough that it reminded people of cement workers, so heroic.
The action inadvertently caused the children in the queue behind to take a breath of air.
But when Renata's eyebrows almost flew up and her eyes couldn't hold back a small surge of joy, the iron spoon she took out from the iron bucket was full of potatoes and red oil, with only one or two pieces of beef missing.
.This contrast completely stunned Renata.
"Let's go after the beating, don't delay!" The head nurse stared at the paper doll expressionlessly, as if she wanted to see a frustrated and sad expression on the other person's face, but in the end she still didn't get what she wanted, and the other person
He just stared at the beef, put away his smile, and showed no expression on his face. He turned around and walked towards the table without looking back, holding the dinner plate.
“Oh, it’s Khorkina. She’s pretty and her skin is fairer. She really looks like me when I was young.”
Behind Renata was Khorkina. The head nurse looked at the girl with an iron spoon and smiled, then poured a full spoonful of beef and potatoes into her plate, and put Anton who was waiting in line behind her.
My eyes widened when I saw it.
"Thank you, head nurse." Khorkina nodded with a smile. Under the satisfied gaze of the head nurse, she took the dinner plate and turned around, walked to a corner of the cafeteria and sat down alone.
"Khorkina is a good girl because she is very beautiful. Beautiful girls are not too bad, just like me back then. I gave up cruelly to support my lovely Natasha who was studying in university in Moscow.
Instead of a high-quality job dancing in a Moscow club, I came to this useless place to earn a high salary to support my family!”
The above are what the head nurse often says to herself.
The head nurse said that Khorkina looked like herself when she was young, but from now on, it seems that she who can take off her clothes and wrestle with the strongest soldier in Black Swan Port has nothing in common with the tall and beautiful Khorkina.
The only similarity between them is probably their hair color, they are both blond.
No one knows what the head nurse looked like back then, but I heard that this woman was once famous. She even worked as a famous dancer in Moscow for a period of time to pay for her daughter's college tuition - someone who could work as a dancer in Moscow's top club.
They are all good embryos, this is definitely true, so there are rumors in the port that the head nurse once had an affair with the doctor...but probably not now, unless the doctor has a unique taste.
The life history of the head nurse is very complicated. The story is as twists and turns as the growth rings of the Dracaena tree on the Canary Island in distant Africa. She worked as a nurse when she was young, and later went to the battlefield to rescue the wounded. She followed her on the battlefield.
One of his wounded soldiers fell in love, and the two of them faced a family crisis after they retired. When the war broke out again, his husband responded to the call and joined the army again, but this time he failed to come back.
The head nurse, who was left pregnant at home, accepted the will brought by his comrades.
In just half a life, one can write a book of Vasily Grossman's "Survival and Destiny". It is probably for this reason that Dr. Herzog, the person in charge of the port, hired people in Moscow.
The middle-aged woman in a red dancer's uniform with beautiful black stockings covering her legs was not because of her beauty, but because of the bullet wound on her left breast exposed by her low-cut dress.
Everyone who comes to this port has a story, except for the children, who are orphans and were born in this port, so they have no story, or their stories have not yet begun.
But there is a child that is different. Although he is also a child, he seems to come from the outside world, and people who come from the outside world mean that they carry stories with them. No matter whether the story is happy or sad, people who have not read him always think
Come and read it.
At the front of the food queue, the head nurse stared at Sergei, who was standing one meter away holding a dinner plate without leaning over, and tapped the edge of the big pot with a spoon angrily, "Don't want to eat? Then get out of the way.
The location, people in the back still want to eat.”
"No, Miss Head Nurse, I didn't mean that." Although Sergey was rated as the most masculine boy by the girls' group, now that he was stared at so fiercely by the head nurse, he was almost scared to the point where his legs were shaking.
Don't live on the dinner plate.
“What does that mean? At this distance, do you want me to put the bucket on your head and feed you?”
"It's not my turn yet..." Sergey grimaced and pointed in front of him.
The head nurse was startled for a moment, raised her eyebrows and stuck her head out, looking down. Sure enough, there was a little boy standing in front of the meal counter. However, this child was too thin, as if he had just been born.
He was wrapped in a white cotton coat like a beast, holding a dinner plate and looking up at her timidly, not daring to speak.
“The new child left behind by the doctor...” the head nurse muttered. No wonder she was there. She was 1.9 meters tall. It was normal for her to stand behind the stage and not see this little guy who was not even as tall as a dining table.
“Help me,” the head nurse ordered, glaring at Sergey.
Sergey immediately put his dinner plate into the hands of his companion behind him, took the dinner plate from the short boy's hand and handed it over. The head nurse threw the pot and spoon and scooped out a big spoonful of beef mixed with it.
The potatoes were on the dinner plate. I scooped out a spoonful as if it wasn't enough, so I put another spoonful in. The rice was almost invisible on the entire dinner plate, and it was all potatoes and beef.
Sergey looked at the plate full of happiness and almost swallowed it with his tongue, but under the threatening gaze of the head nurse, he could only keep his mouth closed and help the little boy carry the plate to the table next to him... Just right
Putting it in front of Renata, the little boy followed without saying a word and sat on the dining table.
"You've made me miserable." Sergey put down his plate and looked back at the team with expressions of despair on his face. Sure enough, he had been squeezed out of the position he had worked so hard to grab. He ran over in dejection.
He had to go back to the back of the queue, and probably wouldn't even be able to eat the potatoes by the time he got there.
Looking at the little boy in front of the dining table, he didn't feel guilty at all. He didn't even say thank you to Sergey. He just stared blankly at the plate in front of him. The smell of chili, potatoes and beef was steaming up with the white steam.
He sniffed and smelled the taste, his little face was full of doubts, and he had no intention of eating at all.
"It's going to be cold if you don't eat." Renata stared at the little boy's plate, swallowed silently, and couldn't help but remind her in a low voice.
The little boy looked up at Renata, then at the dinner plate, and said in a voice as soft as if it would be drowned out by the wind, "Can...eat?"
If the nurse hadn't cleaned the earwax of each child regularly, Renata would really not have been able to hear what the little boy was saying. Even so, she still spent a few seconds analyzing the other person's mosquito-like words to make sure she heard correctly.
Then he said, "Of course you can eat it...haven't you ever eaten beef and potatoes?"
"...No." When the little boy learned that the food in front of him was edible, he boldly picked up the spoon. Looking at his slender arms stretched out from his cuffs, Renata was almost suspicious of raising the spoon.
Is this considered a weight training exercise for the other party? Where has the doctor hidden this child for so many years, or was it really just like what others said, and was he just picked up from outside the port?
"It's edible, but it's a bit spicy. It has to be served with white rice." Seeing the little boy holding the handle of the spoon with all five fingers, Renata couldn't help but say a few more words, stretched out her hand and grabbed the spoon.
The little boy scooped a piece of beef on his plate and demonstrated, "Look, use the spoon like this."
Seeing Renata eating with a spoon nonchalantly, the little boy tried to scoop up a piece of potato, but obviously the first attempt ended in failure. He picked the potato up from the plate.
, flew out of an arc and fell into Renata's dinner plate.
The little boy looked up at Renata in horror, dropped the spoon and shrank under the table. Renata was also frightened by the other party's movements. She stayed stunned for a while before lowering her head and looking under the table, and found him.
He was curled up in a ball holding his head, as if he was afraid of the coming beatings and punishments.
"Don't be like this..." Renata was a little at a loss. She looked up at other places in the restaurant from time to time, fearing that others would notice them... This look always made it look like she was bullying the new kid.
It's as if they want to monopolize each other's potatoes and beef.
How pitiful she is, she just wants to have the courage to eat a few pieces of beef from the other party... He can't finish the full plate like this! It won't hurt if she eats a few pieces of beef!
As if realizing that the beating and scolding were not on his head, the little boy put down his hand and glanced at Renata, who was staring at him with her waist lowered. She sat back on the chair tremblingly, picked up the spoon and repeated the previous action.
..Then things went wrong, a piece of beef flew onto the dining table and left a mark.
It was only then that Renata confirmed that this little boy not only had physical problems, but was also mentally stupid to the point where he couldn't even use a spoon!
“You’re going to do it like this...” Renata walked up behind the little boy with a grimace, held his hand, and helped him scoop out a piece of beef.
If I am right, this is probably the first time Renata has taught others to do things. She never thought that she would one day become a teacher. You must know that she is always the one at the bottom in some usual tests.
The little boy held up the beef with difficulty and looked up at Renata, as if he was asking for his opinion. Renata didn't react at first, but after watching the other person's swallowing action, she understood what he meant and where he was troubled.
He nodded and said, "Of course you can eat it...this is your meal."
After receiving the consent, the little boy immediately stuffed the spoon into his mouth. With a bang, Renata swore that he definitely heard the sound of the other person's teeth colliding with the iron spoon. Then the little boy seemed to finally understand the use of the spoon and learned how to use it.
This skill starts by continuously scooping beef and potatoes into his mouth.
When Renata sat back in her seat, she was horrified to find that half of the food in front of the little boy was missing. Although this child was very stupid and in poor health, he was surprisingly able to eat...especially good at eating! Head nurse
Even a boy might not be able to finish the super double plate of food. Almost all of it went into the little boy’s stomach in just half a minute!
After finishing all the potatoes and beef, the little boy seemed to be licking the spoon with some unsatisfaction. He looked up and saw Renata who was still in a daze holding the spoon. His eyes slowly fell on her plate...
“This is mine!” Renata immediately protected her plate.
“Don’t be stingy, he’s so hungry, what if you give him more food?” Someone beside Renata said teasingly.
The little boy moved his eyes away from Renata's hand protecting the dinner plate and looked at the girl who walked to the back of the dining table and sat next to Renata. There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Renata was also startled when she turned her head and saw the girl sitting next to her. She picked up Zorro on the table, jumped up and looked at her fearfully, "You are...!"
"Am I? What am I? Am I Snow Girl? Can I scare you so much?" The blond girl who sat down with a dinner plate glanced at the little boy and then at Renata.
, smiled and said, "Why, haven't you seen a beautiful lady having lunch?"