The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 342 Mental Illness, Can't Get Better
"Why did I seem to see the bag move just now?" Young Master Luan scratched his face, puzzled.

Unexpectedly, what Zhang Fu said next made him feel what it means to be struck by lightning.

"Normal, those are mutated potatoes."

Zhang Fu deliberately teased him, threw two tomatoes into Luan Zhou's arms, and then left silently, leaving Luan Zhou sluggishly standing there.

——Young Master Luan, who has lived for more than ten years, feels that his worldview has collapsed.
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"Your student dolls are so funny. I didn't believe in Zhang Fu's tricks of deceiving children when I was five years old. He actually broke out in a cold sweat hahaha"

Seeing Luan Zhou with a stiff expression being silently dragged away by Ding Shuming, Jiang Teng hugged a radish and wanted to cry. Hua Wei, who was sitting with her by the side of the field, reached out and patted her back for fear that she would choke to death.

"After all these years, your illness has not improved."

Every time I see her, it's either a pear or a carrot in my hand.But now it seems that she has restrained a lot. When she was young, she secretly hid chicken legs in the small base and ate her diarrhea. Jiang Teng, who was trained by the teacher, is still fresh in her memory.

Jiang Teng's face was slightly startled, he swallowed the radish in his mouth, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Mental illness, it can't be cured."

"I have never heard you mention the cause of this disease." Hua Wei looked at her sideways, with some doubts: "I remember that it has been like this since I met you."

Covering the astringency in his eyes, Jiang Teng let out a haha ​​and tried to get away with it: "You didn't even ask."

Thinking of that past event, Jiang Teng suddenly thought maliciously, if she could go back to the past, she would definitely not do that kind of stupid thing again, and the person involved completely forgot about herself even if she was wronged.

She has done so many feelings, only touched herself.

"I'm asking now."

The voice that came to her ears was calm and unwavering, but Jiang Teng felt a little strange; she gave Hua Wei a slightly surprised look, and there were a few large characters written in her eyes.

——You are actually curious about such a thing!

"I really want to hear it?" I've known each other for more than ten years, and this is the first time I've seen Hua Wei curious about other people's past.

In this case, Jiang Teng took a bite of the radish, and decided to tear up his stupid past and risk his life to accompany Junzi.

"Didn't I grow up in an orphanage when I was a child?" The past was like dust and smoke, and the wind and sand in her memory blurred her eyes, making her feel very hazy when she recalled it now.

"At that time, the entire orphanage was relatively poor. In order to provide food for every child, the director's mother specially reclaimed the wasteland in the backyard and planted some melons, fruits and vegetables for us. I remember that sweet potato leaves were very good at that time. , grows fast, so almost a large piece of land in the back is planted with this vegetable."

"When I was young, I was more active. I often followed the dean's mother to help her water and weed. Those were the happiest days in my memory."

"But even so, the food is still not enough, and children often wake up hungry in the middle of the night; at that time, Jiang He was often robbed of food by other children because of his small stature, and then starved."

Having said that, Eto chewed on the radish and suddenly fell silent.

Hua Wei touched a tomato from the basket by his side, and asked, "And then? Did you help him fight?"

"How is it possible." Jiang Teng smiled, "Our fights will only add trouble to the dean's mother. She is already tired of taking care of us, and we can no longer burden her."

"Then I will save my portion of dinner every time and leave it to Jiang He."

(End of this chapter)