Chapter 179 Dumplings Can’t Be Sold
They did what they said. After wrapping the dumplings, they went to school.
Unexpectedly, when they were walking on the playground, the people who were chatting casually before turned into distant people, and no one approached Ye Xiaomei and Shang Zhen's room within five meters.
As soon as school is over, I prepare to set up the stall as usual.
The table had been set up half an hour earlier, the water in the stove was bubbling, but there was not a single customer.
Ye Xiaomei had no choice but to seal the coal briquette stove first, otherwise not only would the coal briquettes be wasted but the water at the bottom of the pot would also be boiled dry.
"What should we do, Xiaomei?" Shang Zhen, who was so impetuous just now, now looked like an eggplant hit by frost.
Ye Xiaomei was very worried, wondering if Jia Nannan could help her find the suspicious person.
Just then, Ye Xiaomei heard crying coming from the alley across the street.
——Stop hitting me, I don’t want to do it anymore, please stop hitting me.
Ye Xiaomei nudged Shang Zhen with her elbow: "It seems like there's a fight going on in there."
"You still have the mind to care about other things. Fighting is normal. I once beat up my teacher when I was in the sixth grade of elementary school. And there is a vocational school on Chaoyang Road. It is full of poor students. Fights can even come to our school. I have seen it a lot."
Shang Zhen didn't just look at the dumplings. They had been busy making them for the whole afternoon. It would be a waste if they couldn't sell them.
As soon as these words were spoken, the wailing sounds from the alley disappeared, and three or four young men with strange head shapes walked out one after another.
Some of them had dyed red hair, some of them had their hair slicked back with a lot of styling, all standing up, even pricklier than Shang Zhen's hedgehog head.
Following behind him were two girls wearing heavy makeup, with their eyes painted very dark and dark, as if they had been beaten.
"If you meddle in other people's business again, I'll break your legs." The little girl with earrings as big as her fist turned around and cursed, and a group of five or six people walked away lazily.
At this moment, a girl came out of the alley, holding her stomach and leaning against the wall. There were bruises on the corners of her face and mouth, her clothes were messy, and her hair covered her face.
"Shang Zhen, look, is that Jia Nannan?" Ye Xiaomei didn't dare to recognize her at first glance.
Shang Zhen suddenly raised his head and said, "Wucao, it's really her. How did she get beaten like this?"
Ye Xiaomei and Shang Zhen crossed the road at the same time, supporting Jia Nannan.
She subconsciously pushed Ye Xiaomei's hand away, pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled: "It's okay, I'm fine."
Then she staggered into school, holding her stomach.
When Mr. Hu saw this, he quickly called her, "Classmate, what's wrong with you?"
No matter how powerful the security guard is, he can't control what happens outside the school. But he has been guarding the school for so many years, and it is not uncommon for students from other schools to ask people out for a fight.
Jia Nannan ignored him and ran towards the dormitory.
Ye Xiaomei then retracted her gaze and said, "Shang Zhen, aren't you afraid that people will call the police if these students fight?"
Shang Zhen sighed: "I can tell at first glance that you are a good student. If someone gets beaten, she wouldn't dare call the police. Even if she did, they would just criticize and educate her. Even if she was arrested and detained, her other friends would still come and beat her up. Who wants to be beaten all the time?
If you tell the teacher, it's useless. The teacher can't control such things outside of school. Maybe you can control fighting inside the school. If the beating is particularly severe, warn the victim, "If you dare to tell the teacher, I will beat you up once a day." Then the person will not dare to tell the teacher. That's the situation."
So, Ye Xiaomei really doesn’t know as much as Shang Zhen in this regard. But think about these childish tricks… Never mind, Ye Xiaomei thinks they are still children.
After waiting for more than an hour, five portions were sold in total, three of which were bought by Mr. Hu. When he didn't ask for money, he acted like a child and said he didn't want to eat them.
The remaining two were bought by Wang Liang.
While eating dumplings, Wang Liang warned them earnestly: "Professor Qin already knows about your case. If you can't produce evidence tomorrow, not only will you be expelled, but our school will also have to issue a written punishment to the public."
Not only will he be unable to go to school, but he will also be expelled from school and his reputation will be ruined. In the future, state-owned enterprises will not want to work as odd jobs for people with social stains.
Back in the dormitory, Ye Xiaomei felt heartbroken when she saw so many leftover dumplings.
"Xiao Mei, eat quickly. I've already eaten five bowls." Shang Zhen burped as he said this, with juice flowing out from the corners of his mouth.
"I've already eaten three bowls. I'm almost dying. Don't bother. We can't finish it."
These bowls of dumplings were ordered from Master Hu's security room. Originally, the two thought they should eat more to avoid wasting it, so when they started eating the third bowl, Ye Xiaomei was really full.
Looking at Shang Zhen, she almost vomited when the fifth bowl was placed in front of her.
At this moment, there were still two bowls left on the table. Ye Xiaomei stood up and left: "I'll find someone to help us eat."
The dormitory was not far from 201. After Ye Xiaomei knocked on the door, she saw six or seven girls making a fuss in the dormitory. Some were applying nail polish, some were whispering, and some were playing with pillows. Just as Shang Zhen said, the dormitory with many people was particularly lively.
Only the man in the shop in the corner was sleeping on the bed.
"What bad luck, Ye Xiaomei, why did you come to our dormitory? Are your hands itchy? You said you only stole fifty pieces of money each time. If you sold them, you would have made a lot of money that night. Would you have stolen them?"
The girl who said this was very tall and older than the other girls, at least in her twenties.
This girl looked very familiar. At least Ye Xiaomei remembered that she would gossip about herself every time she passed by the school gate. Ye Xiaomei still remembers the most unpleasant time.
——She came to school even though she was pregnant. She made money by seducing men and selling dumplings. I wonder if she is a prostitute in a lesbian beauty salon. She got pregnant and wanted to go to school to clean herself up. I feel disgusted just watching her.
"Yes, she is so pretty, so her business must be very good. Nowadays, some big bosses have strong tastes and like women with big bellies."
The person who said this was the one with nail polish next to her, who was blowing bubble gum.
Ye Xiaomei frowned maliciously. Shang Zhen was also careless, but she was not as disgusted as these two women.
"Thank you for the compliment. I am indeed good-looking."
After saying this, Ye Xiaomei walked into the dormitory and waved her hand at the girls in the shop a few times.
Jia Nannan then slowly turned around and saw that it was Ye Xiaomei. The tense look in her eyes on her swollen face finally softened a lot.
"Oh my god, that's so shameless. I've never seen anyone praise himself like that." The big woman was stunned. It would be a lie to say she didn't feel angry.
"I'm not praising myself. Aren't you the ones praising me? I just think what you said is right."
After Ye Xiaomei said this, she whispered to Jia Nannan, "Let's go eat dumplings."
"Hey, I can't understand Ye Xiaomei's flattery. She is so shameless." The nail polish girl stood up and pointed at Ye Xiaomei, looking like she was about to get angry out of embarrassment.
The tall girl is really tall, about 1.8 meters tall, so she looks pretty rough, with big eyes, a big nose, a big mouth, and broad shoulders, looking big and stocky:
"It looks like my skin is itchy." He clenched his hands and his joints made a snapping sound.
Jia Nannan, who had just followed Ye Xiaomei out of the dormitory, shuddered with fright.
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