"Teacher Bai, Teacher Yu, Teacher An. I'm worried you might not be used to our rice here, so we brought ten kilograms up for you. After you've finished, we'll bring you fresh rice from the village.
Our place is remote, and it's hard to keep anything here, especially since the air is quite humid. It's inconvenient to store things at the mountain primary school, plus there are many rats. Once you've finished this, we'll have the villagers mill more for you on the spot."
Principal Li shouldered a bag of rice as she came up; it wasn't much, no more than ten kilos.
The old woman, with a face full of wrinkles and a seemingly kind demeanor, was unexpectedly malicious inside.
Apparently, she assumed they'd soon be taken away, so she hadn't considered leaving them extra food.
