Over there, Cui Can followed Li Jianlan to Xingcun Primary School early in the morning, and Cui Chan became the earliest person among the five of them.
The other four people didn't have to get up early, so they slept in.
Shen Mingchi ate more than half a bowl of lard mixed rice last night and lay down to sleep. After getting up this morning, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
He knew that it was the meal that the old man specially left for him last night. It seemed that the old man would find something to eat even if Shen Mingchi was hungry early in the morning. Shen Mingchi got up in the morning and washed up. He walked around the room and didn't see the old man. He went to the stove and found that the dishes and chopsticks there had been cleaned up with other bowls. Come here, empty water.
It's daytime now, and there is nothing in the stove at a glance. Shen Mingchi found that although Wang Hansheng is old, his hands and feet are very clever. He has seen that even if Wang Hansheng's sleeves and trousers are patched and their clothes have been washed and colored, they are still very neat and clean, which makes Wang Hansheng look very energetic. .
The stove shed was also cleaned up by him. Shen Mingchi saw that there were actually very few things in the shed, four bowls and four pairs of chopsticks, not even a plate. In addition, there was a large iron pot. A large plastic bag next to it neatly put a few vegetables and a sealed rice bag, and a small bag of noodles in a plastic bag next to it. Powder, the flour is pitifully small.
In addition, it is what is carefully covered by gauze below.
Shen Mingchi didn't have the consciousness of staying in someone else's house at all. He lifted the gauze and found that it was a bowl containing white condensation. The white condensation was oily. He went up and smelled it and found that it tasted similar to Wang Hansheng's rice.
There is only a small gap on the bowl of lard. Even if Shen Mingchi has no common sense, he knows that it is impossible to mix this oil with two people's rice.
That is to say, the old man ate his own rice yesterday and only mixed himself with lard. How did he eat a bowl of dry rice?
He looked down and stared at the bowl for a long time, and then put it back as it was.
When Shen Mingchi walked out of the shed, he turned his head and saw the camera next to the door. He suddenly found that the followers of the program were really weak, which made him almost forget that there was another camera staring at him.
After a while, Shen Mingchi watched the old man squirky and came in from the outside with a basket of branches on his back.
When he saw Shen Mingchi in the yard, he smiled and said, "Afterlife, are you awake?"
Shen Mingchi didn't know what to say, so he just stood where he was and nodded.
Wang Hansheng put the basket on the ground and said to Shen Mingchi, "I don't know what you want to eat, so I didn't cook. I want to ask you to cook when you wake up."
At that moment, Shen Mingchi even began to wonder whether the old man was deliberately pretending to be a good intention, because there was a camera next to them recording their every move, but soon the idea was denied by himself. The old man probably would not leave here for the rest of his life. How could he pretend to be a good person in front of the camera?
Is it because you are a star?
Shen Mingchi looked up with such an idea, just met the old man's eyes.
The old man was smiling, and his eyes were kind as if he were looking at his own child.
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