Starting from the Red Moon

In the small restaurant whose facade was blackened by smoke, there were a few diners sitting sparsely.

Lu Xin slowly picked up the vegetable noodles in front of him with chopsticks while looking at the counter inside the restaurant.

Behind the greasy glass cover of the counter, there were two roasted golden fat chickens, full of temptation, every inch of them was smooth and shiny, as if the pores were oozing with the most primitive desire, and seemed to be teasing Lu Xin to the fullest, little by little, inch by inch, stimulating the impulse in his heart that could no longer be suppressed, torturing his body and mind...

When was the last time he ate meat?

Lu Xin could hardly remember this question.

Although many restaurants now sell some meat, the price is ridiculously expensive.

For example, these two roasted chickens, each one costs almost 70 yuan, and just a chicken leg costs 20 yuan...

20 yuan!

Normally, Lu Xin would never look at them, but now he has made a lot of money and is a little arrogant.

So, although he kept telling himself not to think about these luxury things, he couldn't help but suppress the hook in his heart, which made him look at the glass cover frequently. The green noodles in front of him were tasteless...

"Alas..."

After struggling for more than ten minutes, Lu Xin gave up resistance.

He finally got up slowly, moved his feet stiffly, and walked to the glass cover.

"Give me a chicken leg!"

He spoke with difficulty.

Then, for the sake of dignity, he added: "Small ones!"

"Okay..."

The boss behind the glass cover seemed to be laughing at Lu Xin for finally not being able to resist the temptation and falling in front of the two trump cards he had played. He happily weighed it on the electronic scale covered with oil, and then quoted the price: "Seventeen dollars and five cents..."

Lu Xin took the chicken leg wrapped in oil paper back to his seat and slowly dipped it into the green vegetable noodles.

In this way, the soup and noodles can also be dipped in some oil.

...

...

Lu Xin ate this meal for half an hour, and then walked out with a sense of guilt.

He endured the heartache again, spent a coin to get on the bus, and staggered all the way to the front of the Red Moon Primary School in the east of the city.

Seeing Lu Xin coming over so quickly, the old man in the security booth glanced at him, but didn't say anything, still lowered his head to read the newspaper, and Lu Xin himself walked into the primary school familiarly, and then came to the only classroom.

He looked inside and saw more than a dozen children copying the multiplication formula written on the blackboard, very seriously.

Lu Xin looked around, but didn't see Teacher Xiaolu. He didn't know what she was doing.

So he thought about it, took out the thick paper bag he had in his arms, and stuffed it into the rusty mailbox.

After stuffing it in, he looked back and took a handful of flowers to press on it while the security guard was not paying attention.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, walked lightly, and prepared to leave.

"Lu Xin!"

Suddenly a soft voice sounded behind him.

Lu Xin's body stiffened, pretending not to hear, and walked quickly to the door.

"Lu Xin, stop!"

The voice behind him was a little anxious and approaching quickly.

Lu Xin immediately sped up, walked faster and faster, and soon he was out of the school gate.

"Grandpa Sun, stop him..."

The voice behind him shouted loudly, but the old man in the security booth just turned the newspaper leisurely after hearing it.

"Don't run..."

The voice became more and more anxious.

But how could she catch up with Lu Xin? She heard the voice getting farther and farther away.

"Ouch..."

Just at this moment, there was a sudden cry of pain and the sound of the wheelchair hitting something.

Lu Xin was startled and turned around quickly.

Then he saw Teacher Xiaolu sitting in a wheelchair, shouting "Ouch" while patting the wheelchair hard, making the sound of the wheelchair hitting something. At the same time, with a smile on his face, he looked at Lu Xin who turned around, and seemed a little proud.

When the two people's eyes met, Lu Xin lost and could not escape anymore.

Then Xiaolu rolled the wheels of the chair and slowly came to Lu Xin and looked up at him.

At this time, Lu Xin could only look at her. Teacher Xiaolu had a beautiful oval face and soft hair tied into a neat ponytail. She wore a light yellow sweater with a cat lying and rolling on it, and jeans and a pair of clean sneakers. Compared with the dark tones of this world, she always looked bright and warm.

"Are you bullying me because I walk on two wheels and can't run faster than your two legs?"

When she arrived in front of Lu Xin, Teacher Xiaolu looked at Lu Xin angrily, with a depressed tone.

"No, no, I didn't hear it just now..."

Lu Xin had to explain with an awkward smile, and then wanted to walk behind her to help her push the wheelchair.

"So you mean my voice was too soft?"

Teacher Xiaolu took Lu Xin's hand, led him back to her, and continued to look up at him.

"No..."

Lu Xin scratched his head awkwardly and pulled back his hand.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Did you send me money again?"

Teacher Xiaolu looked back at the direction of the envelope and said, "How much is it this time?"

"Not much..."

Lu Xin answered awkwardly, not wanting to talk about it directly.

"It's only been a few days since you sent money last time, and why did you send so much last time?"

Teacher Xiaolu's face became a little serious, and she even looked at Lu Xin's eyes seriously, and asked in a low voice:

"Did you do something bad?"

"..."

"Huh?"

Lu Xin reacted for a while, and then he understood why she asked that.

He shook his head and explained: "No, no..."

Teacher Xiaolu looked at him suspiciously, looked him up and down, and looked a little shocked: "Are your kidneys still there?"

"Of course, both are!"

Lu Xin was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "I just found a part-time job recently. The boss is very generous and gives me subsidies!"

Teacher Xiaolu frowned: "Then did the boss's head get squeezed by the door? Give you so much money!"

Lu Xin thought about Chen Jing's beautiful head, which didn't look like it was squeezed by the door, so he had to shake his head and said: "No, don't worry, I really didn't do anything bad. This part-time job pays a lot of money, and it's very formal. The headquarters is in the main city. At this time, my monthly basic salary is more than 5,000, and there are a lot of additional subsidies. I only took a small part..."

Teacher Xiaolu listened, his face was a little surprised, and suddenly said: "You went to join the wasteland search team outside the city?"

Lu Xin shook his head hurriedly: "No, don't worry, it's very safe..."

He hesitated in his heart and wanted to tell Teacher Xiaolu about this, but he remembered that the document said that unless it was absolutely necessary, the special pollution cleanup department should not be told to outsiders to avoid unnecessary panic. Even those people in Qin Ran's company who were involved in special pollution incidents for some reason would sometimes have their memories cleared.

Teacher Xiaolu looked at Lu Xin's face seriously and took a close look.

There was nothing worrying about Lu Xin's face.

Then she nodded slowly and said, "I believe you, you must not do those bad things..."

Lu Xin nodded and said, "I definitely won't, I remember what the old dean said!"

Teacher Xiaolu was silent for a while and said, "Okay, then push me back!"

Lu Xin obediently turned behind her, pushed her wheelchair, and slowly walked into the school. When passing the security booth, the old man in the booth laughed, turned the newspaper in his hand over, and deliberately raised it to cover the smile on his face.