Song Zhi didn't expect that Song Ruanruan was so lucky that she was safe and sound even after having several broken ribs.
Could this be the scourge that has been lingering for thousands of years?
At noon, the cafeteria made porridge.
Nie Jinmei didn't go to eat because of her leg problem. Song Zhi took a lunch box and went to the cafeteria alone.
Everyone sat in the cafeteria, each holding a bowl of porridge and drinking it in small sips.
It is just right to eat porridge in this weather. Although it doesn’t taste good, it warms you up. After a few mouthfuls, your whole body will feel warm.
The snow was still falling and the roof creaked under the weight of the snow.
Someone looked at the roof, which was about to collapse under the weight of snow, and said worriedly, "Is this the cafeteria going to collapse this year?"
Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on the roof, and it seemed as if the roof was about to collapse.
"It's hard to say." Someone sighed.
"Last year I felt that the roof couldn't hold up. If the snow this year is heavier than last year, our dormitory might collapse." The man's face was wrinkled with worry.
After hearing this, everyone looked at the dilapidated house with sad faces.
The cafeteria was filled with sighs and groans, and the atmosphere was depressing.
At this time, Rong Zhengqing and a female educated youth came over, talking and laughing.
The two of them went to get a bowl of porridge and chose a seat to sit down. Song Zhi immediately took her own bowl and moved to her table, greeting her warmly.
"Rong Zhiqing, good afternoon! You're here for lunch too. What a coincidence!"
Rong Zhengqing looked up and met Song Zhi's dazzlingly bright smile, and shuddered.
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