Cold face sewing menstrual cloth
Xie Yuan was blocking the door of the toilet and stamping her feet in anger, but she still had her dignity and could not do something as shameless as Ma Chengyun. She could only stand there anxiously. Suddenly, she felt someone patting her shoulder. She turned around and found that it was her brother.
"Brother, I have failed to live up to your trust..." Xie Yuan lowered her head in shame, biting her red lips with her pearly teeth.
Xie Ci shook his head and helped her tuck her messed up hair behind her ears:
"You have done very well. It is your brother's fault that he has brought upon himself such a group of troublemakers."
Someone's playful and cunning smile appeared in his mind again, and he sighed tiredly.
What a sin.
While Xie Ci was distracted to catch Ma Chengyun, the college students all dispersed tacitly and headed to the kitchen camp to eat. Tong Zhenzhen was among the large group and took the time to reply to the message in the group:
【Chinese-The Only True God】:
Thank you, Xiao Ma. The organization will remember you (clasping hands) @ [Business - Xiao Ma Run]
I don’t know if he died gloriously in the toilet, but Ma Chengyun didn’t reply to the message for such a good publicity opportunity for a long time. Tong Zhenzhen and Chen Miao went to the seat that Ma Chengyun had reserved in advance to sit down and eat, and checked the group chat before looking for some electronic pickled mustard to go with the meal.
【Medicine-Xue Yide】：
So how do you plan to discuss the biological weapons plan with General Xie? @【Chinese-The Only True God】
【Jike-Hair Volume King】:
Yes, Demon Xie looks difficult to talk to and is narrow-minded. Will he believe in the true God?
【Chinese-The Only True God】:
To be honest, I haven't figured out how to explain it to him. Let's wait for the true God to organize the language (eyes shifted). We are just a group of poor college students who were teleported to this world by an unscrupulous system. We can't go back unless we complete the mission of world peace. V I50 listen to the revenge plan - is this okay?
【Chinese-You Miaojie】:
Rest in peace, group leader (light candles)
【Body Science-Protein Powder】:
Rest in peace, group leader (light candles)
【Chinese-The Only True God】:
?
Tong Zhenzhen pouted and nudged Chen Miao with her elbow in dissatisfaction:
"You are the one adding fuel to the fire! Humph, I can't let this trouble affect my appetite!"
After saying that, he stared at the screen, urgently looking for some electronic pickled mustard to relieve his mood, and then immediately turned on "Resident Evil 2".
The kitchen camp was crowded at mealtime. Looking around, people were running around to get food and find seats. However, there was no noise. Apart from the sounds of chewing and swallowing, it was surprisingly quiet. This puzzled the guards who were ordered by Xie Ci to monitor them. They secretly observed Tong Zhenzhen across the aisle with their peripheral vision.
She stared straight ahead without blinking, holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other as she wolfed down the food as if she were staring at some kind of delicacies. She also laughed from time to time, which confused the guards. They confirmed again and again that there was nothing in front of her. And it was not just her. Almost all the priests were the same, motionless, and some even stared with their eyes crossed.
"Ah, I understand!" The guard who invited Tong Zhenzhen to Chang'an Village to treat the illness last time suddenly realized and said to his companion, "These are the priests practicing magic!"
My companion looked surprised:
"Is that so? I heard the general say that they are all a bunch of charlatans——"
"How is that possible?!" the guard interrupted him excitedly, "You didn't go to Changle Village last time, so you didn't know that the priests cured all the villagers with just a flick of their fingers!"
"In my opinion, the reason why the general is so concerned about the goddess is that he must have admired her for a long time. Let's get some information!"
He pretended to understand the whole story and spoke in a decisive tone, which frightened his companions and made them scratch their heads in confusion:
"Ah? That general is really marrying above his station. She is a goddess. Our general is only good-looking and good at martial arts. How could a girl stand his bad temper..."
“A-choo!”
Xie Ci, who was having lunch in the general camp, suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose with one hand. He felt strange. It was so hot recently, how could he catch a cold?
He didn't take it seriously and returned his gaze to the group chat in front of him. Although someone was the first to scold him behind his back, which made him furious, after calming down, he realized that his previous statement about usurping the throne should have been a joke.
After these days of lurking, he roughly figured out where this group of people came from. He was not sure what "college students" meant, but they were students after all, just not his students. Judging from what they said, they did not belong to this world, but were sent here by a guy called "System", and could only go back after completing the mission of world peace.
Just thinking about it was ridiculous. Xie Ci didn't know how to tell Lin Shizhu and Xie Yuan. Could there really be such a bizarre thing? I was afraid that before he finished speaking, Lin Shizhu would think he was hysterical!
Xie Ci shook his head in annoyance, trying to get rid of his complicated thoughts. Xie Yuan, who had been eating turkey noodles opposite him, noticed his abnormality and looked up and asked:
"What's wrong, brother?"
"Nothing." Xie Ci sighed, ready to eat first and think about it later. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a few of these damn turkey noodles. His tongue felt like it was on fire, and he frowned because of the spiciness.
"What the hell is this?"
Xie Yuan, who likes spicy food, ate with gusto. She was always well behaved, but she ate the sauce on her face. Xie Ci's old motherly behavior came back, and she took out a handkerchief and handed it to Xie Yuan:
"Girls, eat politely and wipe your face! Can the food made by those troublemakers be so delicious? Can it be better than what your brother makes?"
Xie Yuan secretly sighed. Her brother had always been a worrier since he was young, and he would take care of every little thing. She took the handkerchief helplessly:
"Brother, I'm not a child anymore... Their food is indeed fresh and interesting, but your home-cooked meals are still more delicious!"
She rarely smiled and praised him in a flattering manner. Her brows relaxed and the corners of her tight lips also showed a smile, as if she was recalling something. This was true. She was two years younger than Xie Ci. Her mother had passed away when she was old enough to remember, and her father was a rough man who spent all day in the military camp. She was raised by Xie Ci, who took care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation, and naturally she had developed good cooking skills.
"You still have some conscience!" Xie Ci snorted, pushed the turkey noodles aside, and watched Xie Yuan eat with a smile in his eyes. "I still remember when you were a child, the old man didn't care about anything. I was the only one who took care of you. It was the same when you ate the meal I cooked for the first time. You even ate my hair!"
"Brother——!!" Xie Yuan felt a little embarrassed and annoyed. He wasn't even middle-aged yet, but why was he just like the uncles and aunts at home, liking to bring up ugly things from his childhood!
"Okay, okay, okay - I won't say anything more. I've grown wings now, and it's no use saying anything now." Xie Ci waved his hand, signaling her to concentrate on eating. He was bored and scrolling through the group chat, curious about when Tong Zhenzhen was going to come to him to discuss the biological weapons plan.
As he was brushing, he suddenly remembered that since Tong Zhen was just an ordinary student and not a monster, she should have her periods like any other girl, so she should need menstrual cloth, right?
But what does this have to do with him?
But he still asked out of nowhere:
"Xiao Yuan, you still have menstrual cloth——"
"Brother! I'm not a child anymore. You don't have to sew for me anymore. I can do it myself!" Xie Yuan couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the table in protest.
"I know. Tsk, why are kids nowadays so impatient?" Xie Ci frowned and flicked her forehead with his finger. "I was wondering if you have any extra ones - never mind, I'll make a few myself and you can take the time to send them to that person."
Xie Ci turned his head away, his black hair hanging down to cover the red cloud, his long eyelashes lightly drawn back like a feather fan, making it impossible to see the shyness that flashed across his eyes.
"Ah? That who... Oh, oh! Miss Tong, right?" Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, but soon realized who he was talking about. The one who could get so much attention from her brother must be that Miss Tong.
Seeing that the smile on Xie Yuan's lips was getting more and more unbridled, it was obvious that she was thinking of something wrong. Xie Cixiu raised his eyebrows slightly, intending to have a good talk with her, but Xie Yuan had already figured out something was wrong, and she put away her bowl and chopsticks with a playful smile and ran away:
"Brother, just leave it to me when you're done. I'm leaving now!"
After seeing the people walk away, Xie Ci carefully took out the small notebook of assassination list from his arms, stared at Tong Zhenzhen's name at the top, snorted lightly, and raised the pen to cross out her name.
Since you are willing to repent, I will let you go for now.
That night
Thank you account
The desk, which was messy with a pile of book pages during the day, was now unusually tidy. There was a row of silver needles of different lengths and several stacks of fine cotton cloth found in the warehouse. Xie Ci used a flint to light the oil lamp and sewed carefully under the moonlight.
At first, his technique was a little awkward, after all, he hadn't done needlework for many years, but after sewing a few stitches, he found the feeling and became more familiar with the stitches. Years of martial arts training made his knuckles slightly thicker than those of others, and his fingertips were covered with thin calluses, but it did not affect his hand movements at all. His knuckles were slender, and he moved freely between the pieces of cloth with the fine needle. A few flashes of cold light formed a row of beautiful stitches.
Just as he was concentrating on sewing, Lin Shizhu opened the door of the tent and walked in hurriedly:
"General, this is bad—uh, are you embroidering?"
"Get out!" Xie Ci roared in anger, opening his arms to block the needle and thread on the table like a hen protecting her chicks.
Lin Shizhu shrugged:
"I want to get out as well, but the situation is urgent. You have to wait until I finish reporting before letting me go."
Xie Ci also knew that his late night visit must be urgent, so he gritted his teeth and spat out a word:
"explain."
"The feces collection these days is abnormal. The weight is totally inconsistent with before. It's too much less. I suspect someone is doing something." Lin Shizhu looked serious. Everything in the army had strict requirements. Even the soldiers' feces were no exception. They were all collected and processed uniformly because he needed these things to make a golden soup to apply on arrows to make poison arrows, so he has always been responsible for this aspect.
Xie Ci also realized the seriousness of the problem. Military camps were not like ordinary towns. Once the enemy found their camps through these, the consequences would be disastrous.
He pondered for a moment, then placed his hands on the table:
"Any news about the people monitoring the fat guy?"
Lin Shizhu shook his head:
"Perhaps because of your last threat, the high priest has been very obedient recently and has not taken any action yet."
Xie Ci felt his forehead throbbing again, and he fell back into his seat as if exhausted:
"Tell the brothers to continue monitoring and report immediately if anything goes wrong. Leave this matter to me first. I can probably guess what's going on."
After so many days of fighting wits and courage, his intuition told him that it was probably those troublemakers who were causing trouble again.
Since Xie Ci had spoken, Lin Shizhu naturally had no objection and nodded in agreement. Halfway through the walk, she suddenly remembered something and turned back to point at the piece of embroidered cloth in his hand:
"What's in your hand——"
"roll!"
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