Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 1105

Nian Zichen quickened his pace, crossed the road, and grabbed Fu Yunhe's arm.

"Dad, I heard you, stop shouting."

In a short time, Fu Yunhe knew that his son was disgusting him and was ashamed, he really grew up.

"Nian Zichen, is this your father? Hello, uncle. I am a friend of Nian Zichen. My name is Du Chen."

Du Chen is a very extroverted child. After introducing himself, looking at Fu Yunhe, who is not good-looking, he doesn't understand why Nian Zichen is so good-looking?Is it a genetic mutation?

And is this the person who killed the Quartet in the classroom today?It always feels a little different.

"Yes, this is my dad and that is my mom."

Nian Zichen introduced it a bit reluctantly. He has the common attributes of children of this age, that is, he does not want his friends to see his parents, no matter whether the parents are heroes or civilians.

Nian Shutong, who was originally squatting, didn't want to join in the fun, but when she saw her son's embarrassed look, she was immediately full of interest.

"Oh, my eldest son, he misses his mother!"

Nian Shutong flew forward, opened his arms and hugged the stunned Nian Zichen in his arms, he just felt a little bit in his heart, it was over.

Sure enough, in the next second, Nian Shutong kissed Nian Zichen's face very loudly.

"Well! I miss my mother."

"Eldest son, do you miss your mother? You used to feel bad when you were away from your mother. Did you cry secretly these days?"

"Really, don't go so far to go to school, how far is it from home?"

"Mom thinks you can't do it. As soon as your dad and I came here today, we saw you being bullied. We tried our best to argue with the principal. How can we bully people in their school? That's not okay."

"Mom brought you big steamed buns. Don't you love the big steamed buns made by Mom? Mom specially made them for you."

A simple and unpretentious great mother who loves her son very much makes Nian Shutong perform vividly.

Although there were not many people at the gate of the school, there were a few after all. The occurrence of this scene made the people at the gate unconsciously slow down, or even stopped moving.

So these are Nian Zichen's parents!

On the other side, Fu Yunhe looked at Nian Shutong, who was addicted to acting, and was about to suffer internal injuries from holding back his laughter. At this time, there are two ways to heal, one is to laugh, Fu Yunhe dare not do it.

Then another is joined.

Looking at his own father, Nian Zichen took out a pair of cloth shoes from nowhere, patted each other with one hand, and walked over.

Nian Zichen's eyes: Dad, what are you doing!
Fu Yunhe: Son, I'm sorry, I have to stay with your mother.

Nian Zichen: Please think again.

Fu Yunhe: After thinking twice, I still listen to your mother.

"Son, these are the cloth shoes your grandma made for you overnight, and the scallions your uncle gave you, and the garlic your grandpa gave you..."

After Fu Yunhe said a word, he took out one thing, and hung all of them around Nian Zichen's neck, like a poster of a big harvest.

The three of them looked at each other, and in Nian Zichen's eyes, it was written brightly, "You guys are ruthless."

Nian Shutong: Little meaning.

Fu Yunhe: It's all trivial matters.

"Dad, Mom, let's go."

"Okay, okay, let's go, your dad and I are already hungry."

"That's not right, I've already drank several mugs of water."

The two of them kept up with Nian Zichen with big bags and small bags. Along the way, with simple and honest smiles and hearty laughter, Nian Zichen had only one feeling: let Fu Tianqing experience tomorrow's ups and downs, and you can't favor one over another.

The three of them walked away, but they still took the public transportation to go back. Du Chen, who was behind, and the few people left at the door, hadn't put away the gossiping smiles on their faces.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, they are simple, what a pair of parents."

After Du Chen finished speaking, he saw the people at the door and left with a smile, not sure if it would be useful.

"Really, it was pretty good."

Du Chen didn't think there was a problem at all. Aren't parents just thinking about their children?He shook his head and went home too.

Nian Zichen on the other side, with garlic hanging around his neck, green onions on his left shoulder, and a pair of cloth shoes on his right shoulder, got into the car just like that.

When the car door was closed, several little girls shouted anxiously.

"Master, there are still people who haven't come."

"There is no one on the platform."

The master drove away.

The little girls in the car looked out the window unwillingly and anxiously.

"What's going on, why didn't the boy in white come?"

"I don't know, it should be this time period, should I leave first?"

"I can't."

Several little girls were talking to themselves, Nian Shutong looked at the white-clothed boy Nian Zichen who was buried by green onions, and couldn't help lying in Fu Yunhe's arms, his shoulders were shaking constantly.

so funny!It's hilarious, albeit a self-inflicted joke.

It turns out that cheating on children is so interesting.

The little girls on the bus were a little unhappy when they didn't see the boy in white on the bus, and the whole car was filled with a pungent smell of scallions.

"Do you have a sense of public morality, with such a pungent taste?"

"That's right, I don't know if I received it in the space."

Nian Zichen, who was covered by green onions, didn't want to put it away, but his father banned the onions, garlic, and the pair of cloth shoes, so he couldn't put them away.

Nian Zichen turned sideways and said to the girls, "Sorry, the interspatial ring is broken."

After finishing speaking, Nian Zichen turned around again, but those girls were dumbfounded.

One of them touched the girl next to him and asked in disbelief, "Is that the one..."

"seems like it."

"No way?"

"Looks like it will."

A few people felt a little disillusioned. They were originally beautiful boys in white clothes, but how could they suddenly become the onion sellers from the village?

Nian Shutong, who was standing next to her, was about to burst out laughing, but luckily the bus arrived.

The three got out of the car, Nian Shutong couldn't bear it any longer, supported Fu Yunhe, bent over and laughed.

The father and son looked at Nian Shutong like this, and gave them a doting look with somewhat consistent expressions, what could they do.

"Mom? Are you okay?"

Fu Tianqing came down, and she waited at home for a while, seeing that she hadn't come up yet, she went downstairs to wait, and saw her smiling mother who was about to carry her back.

"Yo, brother, are you going to set up a stall? Sell green onion pancakes?"

As for Fu Tianqing, Nian Zichen didn't have such a good temper anymore, he rolled his eyes over him, followed by a bundle of green onions on his shoulder.

"The opportunity to make money is left to you."

Fu Tianqing took the scallions, put them on her shoulders indifferently, and said, "It's time to eat scallions and mutton."

"Hey, give me some more of your garlic."

Fu Tianqing reached out to get the garlic, Nian Zichen didn't want it at first, but now he wants to.

"No."

(End of this chapter)