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"Brother, where did you dig the radish here? Why is it so small? Wang Yi saw Wang Pan and the three of them walking in his direction together, and he asked when he saw the radish that Wang Ping was holding in his hand.

Wang Pan's miraculous method of digging ginseng stunned Wang Ping and them, Wang Pan explained that it was easy to do the sky, so that they believed that Wang Pan's ability to be like a god in this space, even if he moved mountains and lakes, he could do it, so what could not be understood just by letting a ginseng 'run out' by himself. Of course, in order to make his parents believe in his words, Wang Pan had to waste a little bit of energy to change the topography of the space, and finally restore it to its original appearance.

Because Wang Pan only changed a small area in order to save energy just now, Wang Yi didn't know how far away they were. For Wang Ping and the others, everything they saw today was so novel, they had never seen it before, and it was all something they had never dared to think of before. Even if it was Wang Pan, there was one more thing they thought was great. Eventually, they accepted it.

"What kind of eyes do you have, is this a turnip? Is this thing comparable to a turnip? Such a good thing for you kid, it's not like a cow chewing a peony is wasted. Let me go a little farther away," Wang Pan hadn't said anything yet. Wang Ping, who treated this 'radish' as a treasure, jumped up all of a sudden, pointed at Wang Yi's nose and scolded, seeing his excited appearance, he almost went up and took a bite. was already stimulated by Wang Pan, but now Wang Yi hit the muzzle of the gun himself, and no one else is to blame.

Wang Yi was wronged at this time, who did he provoke. For a turnip, as for? No matter how good that 'little' radish is, Dad can't do this to himself. But what can he do? Who called him his own Lao Tzu? He scolded himself, can he still scold back? So he could only look at Wang Pan aggrievedly, hoping that Wang Pan would come to save him.

Wang Pan just thought about it for a while and knew that his father was stimulated by himself. So the mind is unbalanced. That's why Wang Yi came to vent his anger. After such calculations, he really hurt Wang Yi and suffered this unwarranted disaster.

So Wang Pan immediately said to Wang Yi with righteous words: "You can see it, this is not a radish, this is a century-old ginseng, you know." Look carefully. Wang Pan said as he winked at Wang Yi. Let him say good things quickly, Wang Pan doesn't want to lead the fire to himself at this time.

"Ah, this is a century-old ginseng. Shall I say, how can a turnip grow so many whiskers? Ha ha. Dad. You're amazing, you've dug up such a big ginseng. Hey. Wang Yi saw Wang Pan's instructions, and immediately ran to Wang Ping's side with a smile, and looked at the 'radish' seriously while looking at Wang Ping with admiration, as if Wang Ping had a great contribution.

Of course, Wang Ping was just angry Wang Yi, this guy was put in front of him, he didn't know it yet, and he couldn't stand it. It doesn't matter if this guy doesn't know it, he still treats it as an inferior turnip, and it's the kind of radish that hasn't grown. Seeing Wang Yi so violent would make him so sad.

Well, people are vain, although this turnip. Not ginseng. was almost taken crooked by Wang Yi, a stinky boy, this ginseng was not dug up by himself, but here Wang Pan and Wang Hualan know what is going on. So as soon as Wang Yi praised him, his vanity 'rubbed' up. And he accepted Wang Yi's praise in front of Wang Pan.

When Wang Yi said that, Wang Ping was happy in his heart. Wang Ping decided to let Wang Yi go first. Anyway, he didn't make much mistakes, as long as he was more serious in the future. The most important thing is that he was patted by Wang Yi, and he was very comfortable.

In the end, Wang Pan took Wang Ping and them together, and in the medicine garden, picked a yellow essence of about 100 years, as well as some medicinal materials such as He Shou Wu, and Wang Ping was satisfied. Wang Yi also followed Wang Pan along the way, and he was also taken aback when he saw Wang Pan's method of collecting medicine. However, Wang Pan didn't explain so much to him this time. His energy points are precious, and he doesn't want to waste them here.

Still. Wang Yi's receptivity is obviously much better than Wang Ping's. After Wang Yi watched it once or twice, he didn't feel anything. At this time, he remembered that Wang Pan had said that in this space, he was a god, and since he was a god, there was nothing strange about controlling a little thing.

In the end, Wang Ping heard that there were still two thousand-year-old tea trees here, so he asked Wang Pan to take him to have a look. Wang Pan had no choice but to take them to the utility area, where the two thousand-year-old tea trees that Wang Pan moved in when he repaired the base last time were planted. It's just that so much time has passed. Wang Pan didn't have time to take care of them yet.

Originally, Wang Pan was going to pick a little tea to fry and taste it, but he was never free. And Wang Pan didn't want to waste such good tea, so he didn't move. And he didn't want those creatures to do this. Although he also knew that the tea made by those biological people was better than the tea he made himself, after all, others were professionals, but Wang Pan still hoped that this was the first time that he would make it himself, and he didn't want to fake it to others. In this way, he feels a sense of maturity, otherwise, he will let the biological man do everything, so what interest does he have in living.

"Look. The two trees are there. It's just that it hasn't been planted for a long time, and I haven't picked the tea leaves on it yet. If you don't try it yourself today, Dad, maybe you can fry a kind of beef B tea. Wang Pan saw that his father's interest was very high now, even if he didn't say so, I am afraid that Wang Ping would have to do it himself. So no matter what, Wang Ping is going to do it, so why shouldn't he be generous. It's just that although he said so, he was still a little depressed in his heart, why didn't he secretly fry himself at night before. Now this first time he's been thinking about it for a long time is gone, so why isn't he depressed.

"You kid, how do you speak? How can you use a cow ... What do you want to describe a cow? Wang Hualan stopped doing it now, she didn't care how big Wang Pan's ability was now, she just pulled Wang Pan's ears and taught her a lesson, anyway, no matter how powerful Wang Pan was, it was her son, in her mind, what was wrong with her mother teaching her son. For people like her who have not been in contact with the Internet, it is obvious that Wang Pan's words make her very uncomfortable.

Now Wang Pan's face immediately became less bitter, so he sent a distress signal to his father, but Wang Ping didn't seem to see it. Although he usually goes online, and he also knows those Internet terms, but at this time, let him go and tell Wang Hualan that he doesn't feel it, otherwise he will be burned at that time, and the meat on his waist will suffer in the end. So he had to quietly spread his hand to Wang Pan, saying that he couldn't do anything, and then went directly to the tea tree.

As Wang Pan thought, Wang Ping is now very interested in personally stirring up a 'famous tea'. Wang Pan saw Wang Ping's expression, and he really wanted to cry without tears, "Mom, I don't dare anymore, I know it's wrong, in front of you in the future, I will not swear, you just let your son and me go, otherwise, this ear will be broken." As the saying goes, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, Wang Ping didn't help himself, so he had to beg for mercy by himself.

"Hmph, it's good to know, if I see you and talk nonsense, see how I clean you up, by the way, what does it mean not to say it in front of me. Is that behind my back or is it nonsense? Hmm" Wang Hualan also deliberately accentuated the nasal voice on that 'um'.

"Don't dare, don't dare, I'll be a civilized, polite, and non-swearing, new three-good civilized person in the future, I must remember my mother's teachings, must...."

Wang Pan slapped her mother's ass vigorously at this time, which made Wang Hualan embarrassed, so she said: "Hmph, you are a kid, but you remember for me, what you said." If I found out, you know!! After Wang Hualan finished speaking, she reluctantly sent her hand away.

Wang Hualan is actually a typical representative of a husband and children, where would she treat Wang Pan like this. It's just that today's qiē still has a great impact on her. Although she saw Wang Pan running in front of her all the time, and she also knew that this was the son she had born, because she knew the feeling that blood was thicker than water.

But she still couldn't accept it for a while. She was afraid that her son had changed so much now, so did it change his temperament. What will he do with them in the future? Will it still be as filial as before, and other questions, but it has been turning in her mind for a long time. So she wanted to find a chance to try Wang Pan's attitude, so she seized such a small thing to trouble Wang Pan, but the result still made her very satisfied. His own son is still the same son, although now he has a lot of energy. But I still haven't forgotten them.

Wang Hualan is not a person who likes to listen to others pat her ass, if someone usually talks so kindly, she is afraid that she would have blushed a long time ago. But there are no outsiders here today anyway, and it was her son who said that, so she has nothing to be ashamed of. That's why I kept listening to Wang Pan chattering there for more than ten minutes. In the end, it was determined that his son's attitude towards them had not changed, but he respected them more. She was satisfied.

Wang Hualan, who let go of Wang Pan, didn't care what Wang Pan thought, and strode towards Wang Ping. (To be continued)

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