Ning Xixi nibbled on her finger, unwilling to accept this harsh reality.
A few seconds later, a cry came from the back row. Cheng Youran slammed the desk with a face full of agony: "Why did I draw 'Village Hand in Hand', with the goal of helping Dazhuang's family feed chickens? What the heck is this?!"
Jian Yixue sighed, "Mine is also going to the village, with the goal of digging mushrooms with Xiaojia."
The whole class burst into laughter as soon as the two finished speaking.
Ning Xixi glanced wistfully at the note in her hand. Feeding chickens was at least better than her tasks of "herding cattle for the village head" and "selling eggs with Xiaohua"...
Shi Nianchu cleared his throat and explained at the right moment, "Our class got five people for the village hand in hand. Those who drew this, please raise your hand!"
Cheng Youran raised his hand with a cry face, Jian Yixue was the second to raise her hand, and a male student also raised his hand.
