Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

No, I can't think about him anymore, shook his head vigorously, and drove him out of my mind, not knowing when he finally fell asleep.

Early the next morning, after a simple wash, the teacher brought a group of children to bring breakfast.

Just some mushy things and wild vegetables.

Yang Xiao quietly told her that these were already their best food, and they specially took it out to entertain them.

Looking at the children's eyes one by one, An Ziqi thought of Xiao Yining, with a sour and soft heart, greeted the little guys and gave them food.

The accompanying reporter filmed this scene.

In addition to the food they are in short supply, such as rice, noodles and oil, they also brought some clothes and learning tools, books, and teaching tools for the children to go to school.

After they leave, they will also pay to rebuild the school.

It's not that An Ziqi didn't expect the conditions to be tough, but she didn't expect it to be so tough.

The water I usually eat comes from a well outside the village, and it is very muddy. She barely drank it once and had a stomach diarrhea for a day.

They are reluctant to use it, and they can only use wipes to wash their faces.

Because of transportation, they can't bring fresh vegetables. They can only eat wild vegetables every day. The children have been digging up the mountain for a long time.

I teach the children during the day, talk about the outside world, and sleep on the classroom floor at night.

Xiao Moli sat at the desk with her thin lips pressed tightly, watching An Ziqi gently pinch the vegetables in the bowl to the children on the screen.

Her original goose-egg face quickly became thinner, revealing a pointed chin.

Reached out and stroked the cheek on the screen, as if he could touch her in this way.

She has been away for four days, and he can only see bits and pieces of her in the news occasionally.

Over there, when An Ziqi eats wild vegetables, the stomach is regurgitated.

There was a huge movement in the sky.

The children in the classroom craned their necks and looked out the window curiously. An Ziqi looked funny and went out with them.

The helicopter did not land where it made a loud noise in the sky.

Box after box of fresh vegetables, fruits, and meat were thrown down.

The children were circling around the boxes in excitement. The soil here is not suitable for growing fruits and vegetables, and the transportation is inconvenient. Most of them have only seen them in books. This is the first time they have seen so many.

The meat is only eaten during the Chinese New Year.

An Ziqi turned her head and asked Yang Xiao, "Which local tyrant is so rich who also airlifts fruit to sponsor us."

Yang Xiao shook his head and shrugged, "I don't know."

After the helicopter left, the person in charge happily distributed fruits to everyone, and also specially distributed two big apples to An Ziqi.

An Ziqi is a little inexplicable, all of them are one, why do you want to pinch her two?

During the meal, fresh vegetables were finally available, and the master who cooked the meal specially made an individual for An Ziqi and sent it to him.

Chen Yingying, who was provoked, was quite dissatisfied, and said a lot of ugly things in private.

An Ziqi didn't bother to pay attention to her. She was originally a bit strange. When they left here and rushed to the next place, they still had fruits and vegetables transported by air every day. After the cooking master took special care of her every time, she finally understood.

Except for Xiao Moli, who would do such a thing specifically for her.

An Ziqi bit her lip and looked at the extra fried pork with bamboo shoots that the master cook in front of her, her eyes were sour.

After looking at the food in her bowl over there, Chen Yingying finally couldn't help but snorted and opened her mouth ironically.