Rong Huai and the other boys were stunned.
This question had caught them off guard.
It seems like nobody really cared about them, whether it was their families or the school...
They had been children labelled by shame; because of their ârebelliousnessâ, âdisobedienceâ, âobsession with the internetâ, they were sent here for strict discipline.
Aside from this cage in their lives, there wasnât even a place they could go to hide and lick their wounds.
They were most afraid of unwarranted care, as they found it too confusing.
Xiang Yi blinked and changed her phrasing. âWhereâs the cafeteria?â
âChua chua chua âââ
The sound of potatoes being peeled transmitted throughout the livestream through the audio equipment, comfortable and healing.
The girls fingers were slender and pale, but nimble as always. It took her a few seconds to peel a potato clean.
In the plastic basin next to her was a pile of peeled potatoes.
Li Jianyu: âYimei... Are you cooking lunch for these kids?â
âThereâs not much else I can do.â Xiang Yi responded quietly.
She continued to work, moving onto chopping meat after she finished peeling the potatoes. These ingredients had been delivered by people from Little Rabbit Farm.
In the back kitchen, there were only two pieces of frozen meat in the freezer. According to Rong Huai, they only got to eat a few pieces of minced meat on special occasions. The schoolâs strange guidelines had one clause that stated too much meat would affect a childâs IQ, so they recommended for all students to become vegetarian.
But the vegetables were not fresh at all; the potatoes had sprouted seeds, and all the greens were yellow and wilted.
It was impossible to imagine children eating these to grow up in a healthy manner.
Yin Jiangxue and Sheng Guang came in to help as well after hearing the news that Xiang Yi was going to cook for the kids.
Washing, cutting, and frying vegetables... What should have been boring and tedious tasks had become a wonderful chore with the girlâs determined and calm demeanor.
The live comments regarding Xiang Yiâs controversy still hung in the air:
ââ[What the hell, why are you cooking at a time like this? Take the kids home first]
ââ[What use is it going home? Get sent to this kind of âprestigious schoolâ again by their parents to go through an X-Change?]
ââ[Actually Iâm a little touched. Maybe people are just complicated creatures. Xiang Yi does have a bad side: she had hurt Dr. Xiangâs arm, but she also has a good side, like helping the Sea7 boys and the kids from the boys high]
ââ [Oh please, itâs just one meal. Is she innocent now? Did you guys forget how disgusting that Xiang b*tch is?!!]
ââ[Iâm new here. Donât know what youâre arguing about, but I just want to say my mom got hungry from watching Xiang Yi cook with that metal spatula...]
The school cafeteria was full of big woks, tubs of rice, and large spatulas. It could basically be used as a shovel.
The shovel was heavy and the ingredients filled the big pot. It was even difficult for an adult man to grasp the pot so well.
Some irresponsible chefs too lazy to cook would just boil water and sprinkle some spices in.
It was cooked thorough at best, but difficult to swallow.
But Xiang Yi took each pot of food seriously, as fine beads of sweat dripped from her pale forehead.
Without a word, she fried six woks of dishes.
By then, the rice was finished as well.
âYou can start distributing food to the kids, Iâm going to make a seaweed egg drop soup.â Xiang Yi said to Rong Huai, who had been watching her for a long time.
The hardheaded tween felt his lips twitch. âYou want me to hand out food to them?â
Xiang Yi didnât respond and just stared at him.
One second passed...
Two seconds...
Rong Huai couldnât take it anymore and turned his gaze away, saying dully,
âF*ck, donât look at me like that...â
âI get embarrassed, too.â