If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

The icy snowstorm arrived in the evening and flooded the port. The hard walls were covered with thick snow. The snow left by each snowstorm would compact into solid ice and wrap the walls of the port buildings tightly. If you want to clear the whole port of snow, it will be enough to shovel the engineering shovels of a warehouse. If you ignore the port, you will look like a lady wearing a snow-white fox fur. No matter how heavy makeup you put on the fox fur, you can't hide your fat belly under the clothes. Like greedy eating too much potato and beef stew!

Probably the children in the port can only think of potatoes and beef stew when they think of a fat lady, just like the peasant women in ancient times envied the empress for her pancakes and green onions, and she could dip them in as much sauce as she wanted without feeling distressed at all. Vision Limiting their imagination, they may never know for the rest of their lives that delicacies like salmon rolls and caviar tiramisu exist in this world. At least as far as they are concerned, the most luxurious life of the high-ranking officials and celebrities in the motherland is All-you-can-eat orange and potato goulash?

In the underground palace, Stalin was holding a goblet that was one-third full of orange juice. The table in front of him was filled with potatoes and beef stew, and the ladies and senior officials were all smiling. This scene is quite humorous when you think about it.

It seems too far away.

Renata, who was at the front of the team, swallowed her saliva. The aroma of potato stew and beef stew in the iron pot in front of the big-shouldered nurse forcibly brought her back from her thoughts that drifted behind some porcelain blue and white clouds. She couldn't bear to be greedy. He took a step forward with the dinner plate in front of the nurse and raised his head, trying to influence the nurse's hard heart with a 100% pitiful look.

The children in the long queue behind her were holding empty plates with their own expressions on their faces. It seemed that everyone wanted to transform into an Oscar winner and win tonight's 'Best Beef Award' at this moment. Everyone in Hong Kong doesn’t like to eat beef stew with potatoes. The hot, spicy beef sinks and sinks with the fresh potatoes in the red soup. It shines with an attractive luster under the lights of the canteen. The person holding the metal dinner plate The children all drooled and stared at the head nurse who was serving the dishes, hoping that the spoon scooping out the beef would use more force to scoop up such a full spoonful and put it on the dinner plate.

The head nurse glanced at Renata and frowned obviously, but she quickly relaxed and turned around in the iron bucket with the spoon. Her movements were so rough that it reminded people of cement workers, so heroic. The action inadvertently caused the children in the queue behind to take a breath of air.

But when Renata's eyebrows almost flew up and she couldn't hold back the small joy in her eyes, the iron spoon she took out from the iron bucket was full of potatoes and red oil, and only one or two pieces of beef were scarce. The contrast completely stunned Renata.

"Let's go after the beating, don't delay!" The head nurse stared at the paper doll expressionlessly, as if she wanted to see a frustrated and sad expression on the other person's face, but in the end she still didn't get what she wanted, and the other person He just stared at the beef and put away his smile with an expressionless face. He turned around and walked towards the table without looking back while holding the plate.

"Oh, it's Khorkina. She's beautiful again and her skin is whiter. She really looks like me when I was young."

Behind Renata was Khorkina. The head nurse looked at the girl with an iron spoon and smiled, then poured a full spoonful of beef and potatoes into her plate, and put Anton who was waiting in line behind her. My eyes widened when I saw it.

"Thank you, head nurse." Khorkina smiled and nodded. Under the satisfied gaze of the head nurse, she took the dinner plate and walked to a corner of the cafeteria to sit down alone.

"Khorkina is a good girl because she is very beautiful. Beautiful girls are not too bad, just like me back then. I gave up cruelly to support my lovely Natasha who was studying in university in Moscow. Instead of a high-quality job dancing in a Moscow club, I came to this useless place to earn a high salary to support my family!”

The above are what the head nurse often says to herself.

The head nurse said that Khorkina looked like her when she was young, but from now on, it seems that she who can take off her clothes and wrestle with the strongest soldier in Black Swan Port has nothing in common with the tall and beautiful Khorkina. The only similarity is their hair color, they are both blond.

No one knows what the head nurse looked like back then, but I heard that this woman was once famous. She even worked as a famous dancer in Moscow for a period of time to pay for her daughter's college tuition - someone who could work as a dancer in Moscow's top club. They are both good embryos, this is definitely true, so there are rumors in the port that the head nurse once had an affair with the doctor. But it is probably no longer the case, unless the doctor has a unique taste.

The life history of the head nurse is very complicated. The story is as twists and turns as the growth rings of the Dracaena tree on the Canary Island in far away Africa. She worked as a nurse when she was young, and later went to the battlefield to rescue the wounded during the war. She followed her on the battlefield. One of his wounded soldiers fell in love, and after the two retired, they faced a family crisis. When the war broke out for the second time, his husband responded to the call and joined the army again, but this time he failed to come back, leaving only the pregnant head nurse at home to accept the will brought by his comrades.

In just half a life, one can write a book of Vasily Grossman's "Survival and Destiny". It is probably for this reason that Dr. Herzog, the person in charge of the port, hired people in Moscow. The middle-aged woman in a red dancer's uniform with beautiful black stockings covering her legs was not because of her beauty, but because of the bullet wound on her left breast exposed by her low-cut dress.

Everyone who comes to this port has a story, except for the children, who are orphans and were born in this port, so they have no story, or their story has not yet begun.

But there is a child that is different. Although he is also a child, he seems to come from the outside world, and people who come from the outside world mean that they carry stories with them. No matter whether the story is happy or sad, people who have not read him always think Get close and read it.

At the front of the food queue, the head nurse stared at Sergei, who was standing one meter away holding a dinner plate but not leaning over. He tapped the edge of the big pot with a spoon angrily, "Don't want to eat? Then get out of the way." The location, people in the back still want to eat.”

"No, Miss Matron, I didn't mean that." Although Sergey was rated as the most masculine boy by the girls group, now that he was stared at so fiercely by the matron, his legs almost trembled with fear. Don’t live on the dinner plate.

"What does that mean? At this distance, do you want me to put the bucket on your head and feed you?"

"It's not my turn yet" Sergey made a grimace and pointed in front of him.

The head nurse was startled for a moment, raised her eyebrows and stuck her head out, looking down. Sure enough, there was a little boy standing in front of the meal counter. However, this child was too thin, as if he had just been born. He was wrapped in a white cotton coat like a beast, holding a dinner plate and looking up at her timidly, not daring to speak.

"The new child left by the doctor." The head nurse muttered. No wonder she was there. She was 1.9 meters tall. It was normal for her to stand behind the stage and not see this little guy who was not even as tall as a dining table.

"Help me," the head nurse ordered, glaring at Sergey.

Sergey immediately put his dinner plate into the hands of his companions behind him, took the dinner plate from the short little boy's hand and handed it over. The head nurse threw the pot and spoon and scooped out a big spoonful of beef mixed with it. The potatoes were on the dinner plate. I scooped out a spoonful as if it wasn't enough, so I put another spoonful in. The rice was almost invisible on the entire dinner plate, and it was all potatoes and beef.

Sergey looked at the plate full of happiness and almost swallowed it with his tongue, but under the threatening eyes of the head nurse, he could only keep his mouth closed and help the little boy carry the plate to the table beside him and place it just right. In front of Renata, the little boy followed without saying a word and sat on the dining table.

"You've made me miserable." Sergey put down his plate and looked back at the team with expressions on his face as if he were mourning. Sure enough, he had been squeezed out of the position he had worked so hard to grab. He ran over in dejection. He had to go back to the back of the queue, and probably wouldn't even have potatoes to eat by the time he got there.

Looking at the little boy in front of the dining table, he didn't feel any guilt at all. He didn't even say thank you to Sergey. He just stared blankly at the plate in front of him. The smell of chili, potatoes and beef was steaming up with the white steam. He sniffed and smelled the taste, his little face was full of doubts, and he had no intention of eating at all.

"It's going to be cold if you don't eat." Renata stared at the little boy's plate, swallowed silently, and couldn't help but remind her in a low voice.

The little boy raised his head and glanced at Renata, then at the dinner plate, and said in a voice so subtle that it seemed to be drowned out by the wind, "Can you eat?"

If the nurse hadn't cleaned out each child's earwax regularly, Renata wouldn't have been able to hear what the little boy was saying. Even so, she still spent a few seconds analyzing the other person's mosquito-like words to make sure she heard correctly. Then he said, "Of course you can have it. Have you never eaten potato beef?"

"No." When the little boy learned that the food in front of him was edible, he boldly picked up the spoon. Looking at his slender arms stretched out from his cuffs, Renata almost doubted that he would raise the spoon to him. Does it count as a weight training session? Where has this child been hidden by the doctor for so many years, or is it really just like what others said, and was he just picked up from outside the port?

"It's edible, but it's a little spicy. It has to be served with white rice." Seeing the little boy holding the handle of the spoon with his five fingers, Renata couldn't help but say a few more words, stretched out her hand and grabbed the spoon. The little boy scooped a piece of beef on his plate and demonstrated, "Look like me, use the spoon like this."

Seeing Renata eating with a spoon nonchalantly, the little boy then tried to scoop up a piece of potato, but obviously the first attempt ended in failure. He picked the potato up from the plate. , flew out of an arc and fell into Renata's dinner plate.

The little boy looked up at Renata in horror, dropped the spoon and shrank under the table. Renata was also frightened by the other party's movements. She stayed stunned for a while before lowering her head and looking under the table and found him. He was curled up in a ball holding his head, as if he was afraid of the coming beatings and punishments.

"Don't be like this." Renata was a little at a loss. She looked up at other places in the restaurant from time to time, fearing that others would notice their appearance, which always made it seem like she was bullying the new kid and wanted to take over the other person's potatoes. The beef is to die for.

How pitiful she is, she just wants to have the guts to eat a few pieces of beef from the other party, and she can't finish the full plate even though she's like this! It won't hurt if she rubs a few pieces against her!

As if he realized that the beating and scolding did not fall on his head, the little boy put down his hand and glanced at Renata, who was staring at him with her waist lowered. She sat back on the chair tremblingly, picked up the spoon and repeated the action just now. Then things went wrong, and a piece of beef flew onto the table and left a trail.

Only then did Renata confirm that this little boy not only had physical problems, but was also mentally stupid to the point where he couldn't even use a spoon!

"You're going to do it this way." Renata walked up behind the little boy with a grimace, held his hand, and helped him scoop up a piece of beef.

If she was right, this was probably the first time Renata taught someone to do something. She never thought that she would one day become a teacher. You know, she was always the last one in some usual tests.

The little boy held up the beef with difficulty and looked up at Renata, as if asking for his opinion. Renata didn't react at first, but after watching the other person's swallowing action, she understood what he meant and where he was troubled. He nodded and said, "Of course you can eat it. This is your meal."

After receiving the consent, the little boy immediately stuffed the spoon into his mouth. With a click, Renata swore that he definitely heard the sound of the other person's teeth colliding with the iron spoon. Then the little boy seemed to finally understand the use of the spoon and learned how to use it. This skill starts by continuously scooping beef and potatoes into his mouth.

When Renata sat back in her seat, she was horrified to find that half of the food in front of the little boy was missing. Although this child was very stupid and in poor health, he was surprisingly good at eating! Even the boy might not be able to finish the whole plate of food that the head nurse had super doubled, and almost all of it went into the little boy's stomach in just half a minute!

After finishing all the potatoes and beef, the little boy seemed to be licking the spoon with some lingering interest. He looked up and saw Renata, who was still in a daze holding the spoon, and his eyes slowly fell on her plate.

"This is mine!" Renata immediately protected her plate.

"Don't be stingy. He's so hungry. How about giving him more food?" Someone beside Renata said teasingly.

The little boy's eyes moved away from Renata's hand protecting the dinner plate, and looked at the girl who walked to the back of the dining table and sat next to Renata, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

When Renata turned her head and saw the girl sitting next to her, she was also startled. She picked up Zorro on the table, jumped up and looked at her fearfully, "You are...!"

"Am I? What am I? Am I Snow Girl? Can I scare you so much?" The blond girl who sat down with a dinner plate glanced at the little boy and then at Renata. , smiled and said, "Why, haven't you seen a beautiful lady having lunch?"

ps: One chapter of four thousand words. besides.