"There's bugs on the table, there's bugs on the chairs, ah—even on your head!"

Meals.

There was a panicked cry of children and a thunderclap from Zhang Fan's farm.

In the farmstead.

Jiang Wen sat on a chair, Zhang Fan sat opposite, and Jiang Baixue sat on the left. Some of the basins on the ground had fallen to the ground and were torn apart.

Jiang Baixue looked at Zhang Fan apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, my brother he-"

Zhang Fan waved his hand and said understandingly: "It's okay, although your brother's illness has improved after eating the food I cooked, but you can't cook as delicious food as me, so as soon as I left, Jiang Wen's condition did not completely improve, so he always felt that there were insects in the food you cooked-this is something I can completely understand." ”

“……”

Jiang Baixue's originally apologetic pretty face immediately returned to a cold appearance, turning a blind eye to Zhang Fan's boasting.

Although his words are very heart-wrenching, I have to admit that the dishes he makes are really delicious, and he is far from his craftsmanship.

This also caused Jiang Wen to eat Zhang Fan's dishes when people were still fine, and when he ate the dishes they cooked, the situation became the same again.

Therefore, Jiang Baixue took Jiang Wen to the farm early in the morning to find Zhang Fan.

It happened that Zhang Fan drove the ball to school, and Jiang Baixue pounced. But she didn't leave immediately, but quietly waited for Zhang Fan to come back.

"Your brother's anorexia is mainly mental, and I want to treat Jiang Wen with the treatment of mental illness. Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Baixue and said to her.

"Yes. Jiang Baixue nodded solemnly, and her gaze shifted to Jiang Wen, who looked scared.

As soon as Jiang Baixue wanted to do something, Jiang Wen immediately jumped down from the chair, picked up a broom, and gestured to Jiang Baixue: "Don't come here - you have bugs on your body, don't come near me!"

"Xiaowen ......" Jiang Baixue wanted to say something, but was grabbed by Zhang Fan, shook his head, and said, "I'll come." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Jiang Wen.

"Don't come here!" Jiang Wen immediately pointed a broom at Zhang Fan and said.

"Don't be nervous, I can see your world, don't worry, we're in a group-" Zhang Fan raised his hands to make a surrender form, looked at Jiang Wen, and said with a sincere face.

"I don't believe it, you must be the insect king-" Jiang Wen was in a state of confusion, naturally he didn't believe it very much.

"I'm not the Worm King, I'm your friend—have you forgotten?You and my daughter are good friends, my daughter's name is Qiuqiu, do you remember?" Zhang Fan tried his best to stabilize Jiang Wen's emotions.

"Ball ......"

As soon as he heard the name, Jiang Wen immediately fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, looked at Zhang Fan and said: "I remember, you are the poop of Qiuqiu, you really didn't lie to me, we are a group - however, you are not the king of insects, so who is the king of insects?"

"She!" Zhang Fan suddenly pointed at Jiang Baixue, who was still in a dazed state next to him, and said righteously: "She is the insect king!"

“……”

Jiang Baixue, who didn't understand what was going on, changed slightly, she sat down at the dining table so well, why did she become the king of insects inexplicably?

What is Worm King?

Zhang Fan squeezed his eyebrows at Jiang Baixue, there are only three people here, one is a patient and the other is a doctor, so the rest of Jiang Baixue can only be used as a villain.

Jiang Baixue understood what Zhang Fan meant, and didn't say anything, but watched quietly.

She thought it was fun.

The scene in front of me is like two adults playing a role-playing game with a child, Jiang Baixue is the villain, Zhang Fan and Jiang Wen are the protagonists-

The root of Jiang Wen's anorexic nature comes from his spirit, he is too afraid of bugs, and he can also be called a 'psychopath'.

Every psychopath has a strange world in their mind, in which they think of themselves as the king of this world, and they also feel like a three-year-old child - in short, it cannot be judged by the common sense of reality.

If Zhang Fan uses the method of treating mental illness to communicate with Jiang Wen, I am afraid it will backfire.

Although the psychopath looks stupid, he has a good memory, he must remember some important memories, for Jiang Wen, Qiuqiu is the deepest memory - so Zhang Fan used Qiuqiu's name to enter the interior of the place, and now he is his own person in the same camp as Jiang Wen.

Jiang Baixue doesn't know how to heal, but she knows how to cooperate.

Sure enough, when Zhang Fan pointed at Jiang Baixue, Jiang Wen also immediately turned his head to her, and shouted: "You're right, she is the insect king - you hold this weapon, as long as she dares to come over, you will use this to beat her." ”

“……”

Zhang Fan took the weapon broom, and I have to say that Jiang Wen is still very righteous, and he actually gave his weapon to himself in this "extremely dangerous" situation.

After speaking, Jiang Wen immediately took another weapon pillow and blocked it in front, and was about to rush towards Jiang Baixue as he spoke.

"Wait a minute. Zhang Fan hurriedly grabbed Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen looked back at him suspiciously.

Although Jiang Baixue was said to be the "insect king" by Zhang Fan, it was impossible to really rush up and beat Jiang Baixue - people are beauties, have you ever seen a beautiful woman being beaten?

Zhang Fan said with a smile: "This insect king is too powerful, we can't fight it for the time being, it's better for us to fill our stomachs first and have the strength to fight." ”

When she said this, Jiang Baixue also looked at Jiang Wen with a nervous face, because she came here mainly to cure anorexia, and if Jiang Wen was willing to eat, it would be the best.

Sure enough, at the mention of eating, Jiang Wen's brows furrowed tightly.

At this time, Zhang Fan spoke again and said, "Don't worry, as long as I am here, no insect will dare to hurt you." ”

Although this may seem silly, it is very useful. After listening to Zhang Fan's words, Jiang Wen's brows loosened little by little.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Wen nodded and agreed: "Okay then." ”

Jiang Baixue was overjoyed, and Zhang Fan also felt a sense of relief.

……

"Thank you so much. Jiang Baixue came out of the farm and said gratefully from the bottom of her heart.

"Little things. Zhang Fan said with a smile: "If you have a problem, come here to find me." ”

"Definitely. Jiang Baixue thanked again, and then got into the car.

Jiang Wen fell asleep after eating Zhang Fan's cooking, and now he is sleeping in the back of Jiang Baixue's car.

After seeing Jiang Baixue's car go away, Zhang Fan shook his head and entered the farm.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Fan appeared at the entrance of the kindergarten on time to catch the ball and leave school.

The kindergarten doors opened, and many children rushed to their respective parents.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see the ball come out.

So, Zhang Fan walked into the kindergarten, found Teacher Zhao, and asked politely, "Teacher Zhao, my daughter?"

Unexpectedly, Teacher Zhao glanced at Zhang Fan with a surprised look on his face and asked, "Father Qiuqiu, isn't Qiuqiu already gone?"

"What?!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Fan's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Teacher Zhao looked inexplicably strange and said: "A woman came in the afternoon, claiming to be Qiuqiu's mother, who came to catch Qiuqiu from school, I thought something happened to your family, so I let Qiuqiu go." ”

"Damn it!"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes immediately became gloomy, grabbed Mr. Zhao's shoulder, and asked, "What does that woman look like?"

Teacher Zhao was taken aback by Zhang Fan's actions, and subconsciously said: "She brought a pair of sunglasses, her hair is very long, and she is wearing a black leather coat and leather skirt, which is very beautiful...... Why, isn't she Qiuqiu's mother?"

"It's not. Zhang Fan's voice was as cold as hell.

"Jingle bell—"

At this moment, Zhang Fan's phone rang.

"Hey?" Zhang Fan asked with an ugly face as he pressed the answer button.

"Qiuqiu's dad, right?"

On the other side of the phone, a charming female voice came, with a hint of vague playfulness and banter in her tone, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Where's my daughter. Zhang Fan took the phone and asked murderously.

"Giggles, don't get excited, your daughter is safe. The female voice on the other side of the phone said with a smile: "If you want to save your daughter, come to No. 120 High-tech Park." ”

Click!

Zhang Fan's palm was forced, and the hard mobile phone was directly pinched into powder.