"Newcomer?" As they approached the gathering area, they were stopped by several figures. The man in the lead looked Yuan Zhicheng up and down and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Hello, we're teachers here doing research. The ones behind us are our students, and some of them got separated from us. Could you tell me where we are?" Yuan Zhicheng, wearing clothes of an unidentifiable brand and a face full of fatigue from the shock, asked, "Can you show us in? Thank you."
"No problem, come with me." Perhaps no one had come in for a long time, so after a moment of surprise, those people immediately led Zhao Hanyun and others inside: "This is our supply storage point, you can also call it a gathering point. On weekdays, it is a place where passing vendors come to rest and do some business."
"Brother, thank you." Zhao Hanyun followed the others to express his gratitude, and then he saw that their faces looked like they were roasted, abnormally red. They nodded casually, and then turned away hurriedly.
"The resting place is in front. Let's go say hello to you first." Before Yuan Zhicheng, who was following behind, could say anything, several old men slipped away as if there was a ghost chasing them.
"Am I ugly?" Zhao Hanyun took out a mirror with some sadness, and looked at the beautiful face in it with rosy lips and white teeth. In an instant, he was full of confidence: "I guess these people haven't seen beautiful women for a long time, and they don't believe their eyes." That's right, the more Zhao Hanyun thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was correct, and continued to move towards the place where the few people had just slipped away.
"Sit down and rest your feet. There's water here." As soon as she entered the room, she saw a woman in a veil. She pointed to the dusty bench behind her and glanced at the clothes of Zhao Hanyun and the others. "This place is not like the city. We'll have to make do with what we have."
Led by Yuan Zhicheng, they sat down on the bench, seemingly oblivious to the stains accumulated over the years that couldn't be wiped clean. They casually poured a cup of tea from the chipped cup and quickly poured it into their mouths: "Do you want some?"
"Give me a cup, don't drink it yourself!" Mr. Jiang grabbed the cup and teapot and drank it in one gulp.
"Of course." Zhao Hanyun poured another cup for the two elders, looked at Zou Li who was staring at his hands, poured a glass of water, took a sip and then handed it over. Trouble!
"Do you need a phone?" After watching the actions of several people for a long time, the woman lost interest. When several people were really separated, the professor brought his classmates and a few city people, who were probably lucky enough to find this place without suffering any hardship.
"Is there a phone here?" Yuan Zhicheng then remembered how lame his excuse was. He looked at the woman's face and asked curiously, "Can you help me call the school?"
"No, at most I can call a few landlines, and I'll have to see if there's any sandstorms over there."
"Oh, whatever." After secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Yuan Zhicheng looked at Zhao Hanyun and the others with regret and said, "It seems we need to rest for a while before going out to find a way."
"Sister, is there a place to stay here?" Zhao Hanyun turned to the woman beside him and said sincerely, "We can pay, really."
It turned out to be a young lady from the city. A flash of understanding flashed in the woman's eyes: "Don't worry, I'll arrange it for you."
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