Chapter 806 - 727: Dislocated Lives 5
Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao quickly finished making their beds, both of their blankets folded so neatly that they looked just like how the instructor folded them.
It was normal for Wen Shuangshuang to fold so neatly, after all, she’s old enough that not being able to fold a blanket would be embarrassing. But it was surprising that Wang Xiao could fold so well too.
Seeing Wen Shuangshuang looking at her in surprise, Wang Xiao laughed heartily, "I always wanted to be a soldier, but my mom didn’t allow it. However, I learned how to fold blankets like they do in the army, and after practicing for a long time, it turned out like this. But Shuangshuang, you fold so well too, it really surprised me."
Wen Shuangshuang chuckled lightly, "I’m like you, I really yearned to be a soldier. But even when I walk a few more steps at home, my parents worry I’ll get tired. It took me quite a bit of effort to come here." Wen Shuangshuang didn’t dare to say she left home with a letter, fearing the instructor would send her back home.
The instructor was also surprised by the neatness of Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao’s beds, but upon hearing the two girls, he gained a bit of fondness for them. Many kids yearn to join the army, but few girls can actually put it into action and bear the hardships.
Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao’s actions made a good impression on the instructor, something neither of them was aware of as a pleasant surprise.
While Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao were earnest, Meng Jiao and Mo Siqi were more perfunctory, folding their blankets slowly and lazily. When done, the blankets were crooked and messy, which made the instructor, accustomed to blankets folded into neat squares, turn pale.
"What is this mess you two call folding? Do you fold your blankets like this at home too?" Clearly, the instructor was so angry that he spoke harshly for the first time.
Frightened, Meng Jiao shivered, tears falling as she softly protested, "At home, it’s always the maids who fold the blankets, I’ve never done it myself."
Mo Siqi was even more nonchalant, casually saying, "In my house, the maid does the chores. Who does their own work when they’re wealthy? Besides, I just lay my blanket on the bed after sleeping, there’s no need to fold it."
The instructor took a deep breath, suppressing his rising anger, he thought these two girls were both rebellious. Meng Jiao might seem timid and delicate, but she was no different from the openly defiant Mo Siqi, matching her in opposition.
He silently chanted to himself not to get angry, reminding himself they weren’t his own kids. He kept calm as he continued, "If you two don’t want to fold blankets properly, that’s fine, but for the next two months, your meals will be just plain buns and boiled vegetables with saltwater, nothing more."
Seeing Meng Jiao and Mo Siqi remaining indifferent, the instructor stayed calm, clapped his hands, and two men in camo, clearly with a military background from their posture, walked in.
The instructor pointed directly at the large suitcases belonging to Meng Jiao and Mo Siqi, "Take away all their extra belongings, just leave them some change of clothes."
On hearing this, Meng Jiao’s expression finally changed, and she fell onto her suitcase to stop them. But the men who came in were not the type to be considerate of her protest, they simply pulled her away and efficiently opened the suitcase.
The men didn’t show any pity for Meng Jiao’s crying, one held her from causing trouble while the other, without looking twice, pulled out a few change of clothes and even unemotionally took out the girl’s sanitary pads and placed them on the bed.
Once they ensured her clothes and necessities were out, they packed all the snacks and large power banks from the suitcase, zipped it up, and took it away. As for her phone, it wouldn’t last long without a charger, basically becoming useless once the battery died, so there was no need to confiscate it.
Meng Jiao, being somewhat softer, struggled a little when her suitcase was taken away but eventually just sat on the bed crying again, even though her eyes were already swollen from crying earlier, making her look quite unappealing.
Compared to Meng Jiao’s tears, Mo Siqi’s attitude was more combative, standing protectively in front of her suitcase and shouting sharply, "Do you have any idea how much my stuff is worth? I’m telling you, you can’t afford to pay for any damage you do. If you dare touch it, I’ll charge you with robbery and theft, and see you end up in jail!"
While Meng Jiao’s behavior was bothersome, she was just an inexperienced young girl and not excessively irritating. However, Mo Siqi’s words made both the instructor and the men collecting the items show expressions of distaste.
Wang Xiao frowned too, unconsciously stepping away from Mo Siqi, thinking that anyone who could say such a thing clearly had no respect for the law. She wasn’t sure whether to pity or despise her for her ignorance.
However, the fact that Mo Siqi’s parents sent her here suggested they were aware of her problems, likely hoping the instructor could help teach her properly since they couldn’t handle her themselves.
If that was indeed the case, then parents who truly understand their child’s temperament would have given the instructor permissions when leaving, like ignoring her tantrums.
The instructor, indeed, let out a cold laugh, "Rest assured, your parents already informed us that everything you have can be thrown or smashed as long as it helps to teach you. I initially didn’t think focusing on a young girl was necessary, but now I agree with your parents’ actions, a child like you indeed needs to learn some hard lessons."
With that, the instructor stopped wasting words and firmly ordered that Mo Siqi’s suitcase be taken away as well, leaving her without even a change of clothes. After all, the camp provided clothes that could be worn, whether she had her own clothes or not made no difference.
When Mo Siqi saw her threats were ineffective and they were really going to take her things, she couldn’t help but scream, rushing forward with long, sharp nails aiming for the instructor’s face—a classic scene of a shrew’s brawl, making Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao frown at how disgraceful it was.
But the instructor was adept and skilled, there’s no way Mo Siqi could really scratch his face. He didn’t even move, effortlessly extending a hand to subdue Mo Siqi.
Even subdued, Mo Siqi didn’t calm down, she kept flailing around for quite a while. The instructor, holding her down, was also getting annoyed, frowning tightly, "You’re truly unruly. Since you won’t settle down, it seems you need detention and some ideological education."