I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today

Chapter 70 - 70: 70: Into the Fog

Bai Youwei was eating as she spoke:

“Cooking porridge is time-consuming, and it does not fully satisfy the appetite. Besides, it can easily get burnt if you’re not careful. Why should we bother with porridge if the patient’s digestive system is weak?…lt has only been a few days since the incident in the city; there should be plenty of food. Why bother to make porridge of all things? Look, there is even dried shrimp and mushrooms in it.”

Bai Youwei scooped up a spoonful of porridge and waved it in front of Shen Mo. Then she stuffed it back into her mouth and spoke vaguely: “Courtesy demands reciprocity. We can’t just take advantage of them. Go get some food and take it upstairs. ”

Shen Mo’s mouth curved into a smile: “Just to send food? Aren’t you hoping I’ll go up to gather some intelligence?”

Bai Youwei remained calm, her action of eating the porridge not even the slightest bit interrupted, “Don’t you want to?”

Shen MO chuckled slightly, openly admitting: “Yes.”

He and Bai Youwei had completely different personalities, but somehow their ideas always seemed to coincide.

Shen MO thought for a bit and said, “Let’s send Teacher Cheng instead. They are both teachers, so they should be able to converse easily.”

“Bring Tan Xiao with you,” said Bai Youwei, “so that the old man won’t be bullied. ”

Shen Mo: “What, being protective?”

Bai Youwei paused for a moment, as if something occurred to her. After a few seconds, she said plainly, “He’s a good person.”

Shen MO gave her a deep look, got up and left. Standing in the doorway he said: “Teacher Cheng, could you please come here…”

While Bai Youwei and Shen MO were analyzing the teachers and students upstairs in their dormitory, they didn’t know that those upstairs were also analyzing them.

“A tall one, a delinquent, an old man, a disabled person…” The students gathered together, looking at each other.

No matter how you looked at this combination, it was odd.

“You all don’t need to worry too much.” The female teacher sat among them, her tone soft, “If they are willing to take in the elderly and care for the disabled, they can’t possibly be mean people. Let’s just mind our own business and take care of ourselves.’

A girl with pigtails mumbled, “But that lame one is really fierce…”

Before she could finish, she was sternly looked at by the teacher.

The girl, knowing she had said something wrong, was a bit aggrieved and said even more quietly, “It’s not me who said it, it’s her who said it herself.” “She can call herself a cripple, but we can’t.” The female teacher looked at the student before her and reminded her again, “When we’re out there, we absolutely must not indulge in a war of words. It does no good to anyone, understood?”

“We understand, Teacher Tu.”

The students chorused in agreement, with the pigtailed girl nodding awkwardly among them.

Another student asked, “Teacher Tu, when are we going into the fog?”

Teacher Tu was silent for a moment, then turned her head to look to one side—

There lay a pale-faced male student, his chest wrapped in thick gauze. He lay quietly, listening to everyone’s discussion with half-closed eyes.

Tu Dan lamented silently in her heart, then withdrew her gaze, “…We’ll wait till Zhang Tianyang’s wounds heal a bit, then we’ll go inside. And when we go, we can’t all go at once. We’ll have to leave half of the people behind. If more than half of the food is used up and we haven’t come out of the fog, those left behind should take the food and move south along the Yangtze River… to find another refuge.”

“Teacher Tu…”

“Teacher Tu, don’t go…”

A few girls with moist eyes reluctantly held on to the teacher’s clothes, the boys also had tears in their eyes.

Tu Dan looked at the young faces before her, feeling a mix of emotions. She held their hands and said word by word: “We have to go into the fog. These are the clues that we have risked our lives for. Let me ask you, what’s the first rule of the game?”

The students choked out, “Refuse to play, become a puppet!”

“That’s right…Refusal, evasion, they will only increase its resentment and are of no help.” Tu Dan looked at them, “We have to go into the fog..”