Shaking off Gail’s arm, Debbie walked a few steps away and said coldly,

“That’s none of your business. Remember not to drag the whole team down with you.”

Among the fifteen students, ten were boys and the other five were girls. Debbie knew most of them, except two or three students. She usually met them at school and sometimes greeted them on the campus.

So she was excited about going with all of them. ‘It’s like going on a trip with friends!’

At Southon Village

Jumping off the bus, Debbie quickly ran to the edge of the road and began retching.

To get to the Southon Village, Debbie and her schoolmates had first taken a two-hour ride on a high-speed train. Then they transferred to a bus, which took them seven hours. By the time they arrived, it was already dark. The bus had bumped all the way along the rugged mountain roads, jolting the passengers on it badly. Debbie never had carsickness, but this time, she couldn’t help but feel dizzy. She bent down on the roadside and retched a few times, but didn’t vomit.

her schoolmates had begun vomiting as soon as they got off

pungent smell of vomit and the disgusting sight of it only made things worse for Debbie. Just when she felt she

bottle and

Just take a few

and rinsed the taste out of her mouth with the water. Now that she

high and Looked around, the students could see the small village in the distance-dozens of houses Lined up at the foot of the

from the journey, Debbie stretched herself. It was refreshing to finally breathe the

biggest problem was… the piercing coldness in the mountain

threatening to freeze them into icy stumps

in warm clothing, they were not prepared for biting cold. The girls soon began to complain. Even some of the boys found it worse than they

many of them, especially children, stood at the entrance of the village to welcome the group. As Debbie and her schoolmates walked towards the villagers, they were shocked to realize that the children’s faces and hands were turning red from exposure while they waited. And

that the kids wore old, worn-out cotton clothes, which were far from enough to keep them warm in such harsh weather. Worse still, some of

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