When erling looked again, Ruan Tang was talking to the child again, with a warm and soft smile on his face, as if he had just had a dream.

Er Leng forgot what he did when he went in. He was dazed and went out.

Xiao Zhou asked him why he had gone. He also asked him why he was going in?

I can't remember.

"Sister, I'm hungry." Jiaojiao touched her little belly and looked very bent.

A group of children instinctively kept quiet and defensive in a strange environment that made them extremely uneasy. Ruan Tang's affinity gave some of them psychological sustenance, a sense of security and the courage to express their ideas.

When Jiao Jiao finished, Balala rubbed her belly and said he was hungry, too.

In the morning, Lao Wang threw them some dry cold steamed buns. Most of the children were spoiled. They didn't know how dangerous and bad they were facing. When they saw some steamed buns, they didn't eat them.

At noon, there was a little white noodles. Only the cruel children ate a little. The less hungry children endured it.

Some cold leftovers will be given in the evening, and the children don't like it.

After a few days, I was hungry.

When Jiao Jiao and Balala, the two most delicate children, made a sound, the other children also complained.

Ruan Tang could not tell the news that the police would come to save them. He could only appease a few nearby, "it will be fine. If you insist, you can eat delicious food."

When she finished, the door opened.

All three except sister Hua were at the door. Lao Wang still had an evil smile on his face and said to a group of ignorant children, "she's right. Before long, I guarantee that each of you can eat good food."

No matter where it is sold, the first meal is never too bad.

Lao Wang's words did not comfort the children at all, but made them more afraid.

Balala even grabbed Ruan Tang's sleeve and asked her, "will we die?"

Those people on TV will have a better meal before they die. Will they die, too?

Ruan Tang touched his head and said softly, "No."

No one will die.

Lao Wang smiled coldly: "little girl, don't be so optimistic. You are all mud Bodhisattvas crossing the river and have the mood to comfort others. I really admire Lao Wang."

Ruan Tang ignored him.

Lao Wang was embarrassed. He was very unhappy. He remembered sister Hua's warning that he couldn't do it. He was angry and had no place to sprinkle. He grabbed the lunch box in erling's hand.

With a cold hum, he threw the lunch box directly into the center.

The quality of the disposable lunch box was not so good at all. He fell so heavily on the ground, some of them broke directly, and some of the meals spilled outside and couldn't eat.

"I'll see if it's your temper or my means." Lao Wang scolded, turned and left.

Several hungry children have rushed to pick up the rice box, and others stare at Ruan Tang. If Ruan Tang didn't have to talk back, they could have a hot meal.

Now the lunch boxes are broken, the food is spilled and dirty, so we can't eat it.

Children's emotions come quickly. They will vent their anger in this uneasy environment, and Ruan Tang doesn't care.

However, Jiao Jiao and Balala expressed their dissatisfaction with the children.

And Chu Yu's heavy eyes flashed over the children staring at Ruan Tang.