a memo

Chapter 52
No. [-] and I sneaked downstairs, and the "little aunt" was boiling water.

"I'm going to check the dormitory. When the water boils, turn off the fire, and then you can pour water into the bowl. Be careful it's hot." "Little Auntie" walked out holding the form for checking the dormitory.

I looked at the pot, and suddenly asked No. [-]: "Hey, how can you tell if the water is boiling? My pot is different from this one."

"I don't know, my house is not this kind of pot." No. [-] scratched his head, "It should be fine if there is heat coming out."

"It feels like nothing is happening right now, so wait a little longer." I crossed my hips in a daze.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and number three and I turned back at the same time—it was number six.

"Scare me twice." No. [-] and I took a step back subconsciously.

"I'm here to help, I'm afraid you will be scalded by boiling water." No. [-] gently closed the door.

"Leave No. [-] alone in the dormitory?" I asked.

The next second, the door was pushed open again, and No. [-] walked in: "I'll come and see you."

Come on, everyone in the dormitory ran over.

"The water should be boiling." No. [-] watched the pot start to steam.

"Open it and have a look." No. [-] walked over, carefully lifted the lid of the pot, and a gust of hot air came oncoming.

"It's on, let me turn off the fire." Number three walked over, "Hey, how do I turn off the fire?"

The door was pushed open again, and the four of us turned our heads at the same time—"Little Auntie" came back from the bedroom.

"Why are there so many people here?" "Little Auntie" was a little surprised, "Aren't you afraid that the housekeeper on your floor will find you?"

"It's okay, she just checked the dormitory, and it should be a while before patrolling." We found out the habits of the dormitory supervisor.

"Little aunt" went to turn off the gas, picked up the pot and poured water into our lunch boxes: "Take your time one by one, and be careful when you carry it upstairs, it will be serious if you get burned."

We are like young birds waiting to be fed, watching the little auntie fill us with boiling water, then go out with the lunch box carefully, and slowly climb the stairs.

"Thank you, Auntie, for your trouble." I was the last one to leave.

"It's okay." "Little Auntie" smiled at me, "I'll close the door. You go up the stairs slowly, go to bed early after eating and don't read, pay attention to rest."

We went back to the dormitory one by one, closed the lid of the lunch box, and waited for the instant food to soak.

"Little auntie is so nice." Number two stirred the milk tea with a plastic straw.

"On the importance of interpersonal relationships." I slowly opened the lunch box, and my red oil dough was almost ready.

Afterwards, the dormitory was filled with the smell of all kinds of seasoning packets, and everyone didn't talk much, only the sound of eating.

"Who will drink the vermicelli soup?" Number Six started to ask after he had almost finished eating.

"I, I, I, I'm too dry." I stood up and walked to table six with the red oil dough.

"Do you want to eat the red oil noodles? I mixed it very deliciously today." I generously shared my "night snack".

"Then respect is worse than obedience." No. [-] was not polite, and directly picked up a chopstick and sent it to his mouth.

"I'll make some soup too." Number three came over with the turkey noodles in his arms, "Which one of you will eat the leftover turkey noodles?"

"I'll eat!" No. [-] dragged the chair and came over together, "I haven't eaten turkey noodles for a long time, let's have a bite."

"Hi~" I burped, "Okay, I'm going to wash the dishes."

"I'm here too." Number three followed me with an empty bowl.

"You guys wash first, I'm too full to rest for a while." No. [-] rubbed his stomach and threw the bowl aside.

(End of this chapter)