The Leisure Life in the 1970s

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Chapter 55 55. Fire

These few days, Qiao Zhenzhen took everyone to the mall, amusement park, zoo, and even chartered a car for a trip around the island. Of course, they didn't really go around the entire Hainan Island, but just drove along a section of the coastal road for half a day.

Every day they ate local delicacies, and seafood feasts were inevitable, as well as Hainan chicken, coconut rice, and Hele crabs. In short, they basically ate all the local specialties.

Under the caress of the scorching sun, the children all turned into little black eggs, which made their teeth and eyes look particularly white. Qiao Zhenzhen thought it was quite funny, but the children didn't care at all and thought it was quite manly.

Qiao Zhenzhen always thought that she was quite young in her twenties, but compared with these people, she really couldn't compare. They were really too energetic, as if they never knew tiredness.

In order to take a break, Qiao Zhenzhen bought a composition book for everyone this morning and asked them to stay in the hotel and write a composition of no less than 800 words based on their feelings in the past few days.

The best writer will be rewarded with a new set of clothes; the worst writer will be punished to stay in the hotel room for an afternoon and not be allowed to go out to play.

Qiao Zhenzhen can finally go back to sleep and have a good rest. She also plans to have lunch in the room.

This was hard for the children, especially Goudan and Qiao Jianshe. They didn't like studying and had been playing for a long time. Now they were forced to write an essay. If they didn't write well, they couldn't go out to play. This was almost like killing them.

However, no one dared to disobey Qiao Zhenzhen's words. They all sat around the dining table and wrote their essays.

Qiao Zhenzhen had a good sleep. When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Goudan, Tiedan, and Dazhi writing on the table with sad faces, while the other three were playing on the sofa in the living room.

"Have you three finished writing?"

"We have finished. We have finished long ago." The three took out the essay book and handed it to Qiao Zhenzhen.

Qiao Zhenzhen flipped through it and found that they had indeed finished writing. She walked to the dining table and looked down at Goudan and the others.

Two hours passed, and Goudan had only written more than a hundred words, and he had to force himself to write. Tiedan had written more than him, and Dazhi was almost done.

So Qiao Zhenzhen sat down to give them guidance, teaching them what aspects to describe. Even if it was just the description of the scenery, it would not be more than a hundred words. Adding the description of psychological feelings, eight hundred words should be easy.

After Qiao Zhenzhen's guidance, they finally finished writing.

Goudan complained in his heart, why didn't his aunt teach him these earlier, so that he wouldn't have to worry about it for so long.

Qiao Zhenzhen could tell him that your aunt just wanted to find something for you to do, so that you don't always run out yelling.

Qiao Zhenzhen ordered lunch from the hotel staff and asked them to deliver it to the room. Then, she sat on the sofa and slowly read everyone's essays. The children were also very nervous, especially Goudan. After all, if he didn't write well, it would affect whether he could go out to play in the afternoon.

But Qiao Zhenzhen hadn't even finished reading the first essay when a shrill alarm suddenly sounded in the hotel corridor, and then someone outside shouted: "There's a fire, run!"