"Sorry, how about I fry a new one..."
As he said this, he was about to stand up.
Chen Zhiyi called her: "Can you?"
Fang Juexia was silent.
Everyone: ...
Xu Jinan forced a smile: "No need to bother."
No one objected.
Fang Juexia knew his own limitations and didn't try to be stubborn: "Okay then."
No one spoke.
Song Beibei buried his head in eating and didn't touch any of the dishes.
I didn't eat the shepherd's purse soup.
However, the quality of shepherd's purse soup can be inferred from the stir-fried cabbage.
Finish eating.
She went straight to the backyard.
I first took a look at Xiaocong, and he was in good condition.
He nodded, then walked to the peach sapling and concentrated:
[Grandpa, wuwuwu, Grandpa...]
I don't want to stay here.
[The soil here doesn’t taste good. I need to go back, go back, go back…]
Song Beibei was speechless.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Once you come to me, don't even think about going back."
The young tree was furious: "Give me some soil! I want the soil from Grandpa. Without soil, I don't want to live anymore..."
Not alive anymore.
Don't try to threaten me.
Song Beibei's nose wrinkled and her cheeks puffed up with anger.
The next moment, he murmured, "Why does this sapling look less energetic than it was at noon..."
Do you really want to commit suicide?
Touching the peach wood sword on her chest, she sighed deeply and stroked the sapling: "Ancestor, don't be angry, I will go dig the soil for you now."
Finished.
Carrying a hoe and walking up the mountain.
"Huh? I remember I was here at noon..." She walked over according to her memory, but didn't see the old peach tree. She felt a little strange, but didn't think much about it. She just thought she remembered it wrong and continued to look for it. Finally, she found it. Her eyes lit up and she trotted over.
Suddenly, a person appeared out of nowhere.
She was stunned.
When their eyes met, Tan Jin's mind went blank.
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