Yuan Sufang was reluctant in her heart, but she didn't dare to go against Wang Guangfu's intentions, so she had to squeeze out a smile that was more ugly than crying to Wang Jiao, and said: "Jiaojiao, in the future, my mother promises not to do it, let's be civilized people and be reasonable." ”

Wang Jiao got a satisfactory answer and finally nodded.

She didn't expect that these two voices in the morning could shout with such a good effect.

I knew that Wang Guangfu and Yuan Sufang were afraid of this, and she couldn't be pumped twice yesterday.

However, Wang Jiao still didn't believe the guarantee of the two of them in her heart.

Yesterday, Yuan Sufang pressed herself into the quilt and beat her, wasn't she afraid that she would make a noise and be found out that she was beating the child?

This pair of hypocritical beasts.

Wang Jiao's body is still a child now, and she can't compare to Yuan Sufang at all, in case she repeats her old tricks and doesn't let herself make a noise when she beats herself, she won't still suffer.

But with these gains today, she is already very satisfied, and she has to eat the meal one bite at a time, and she can't be in a hurry.

Regardless of whether they can cash in or not, they can be regarded as having crossed the clear road, and this is the handle they have exposed.

Wang Jiao nodded, the hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, Yuan Sufang has been beaten, and she can't get out of the way no matter how much trouble she makes.

Although she still resents the indifference shown by Wan Guangfu when Yuan Sufang beat herself last night.

If Wang Jiao didn't have the space to heal last night, she didn't know if there was still a life, and she remembered these hatreds without falling, and there was always a chance to get them back.

Wang Jiao's performance of being able to compromise with himself immediately still made Wang Guangfu very satisfied.

He reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at Wang Jiao, who was still shrunk on the bed, "Jiaojiao, get up and have breakfast, and I have to go to school in a while." ”

The turmoil in the morning came to an end, and on the surface, Wang Jiao was the one who won the big victory.

But Yuan Sufang and Wang Le both suffered losses, how could they be willing not to make up for it.

Sure enough, when Wang Jiao got dressed and went out to eat after washing, Wang Guangfu and Yuan Sufang had already gone out to work.

Wang Le also went out to school.

There was only a plate of leftover pickles on the table.

She went to the kitchen to look for a while, and the pots for cooking porridge were all cleaned, and the green vegetable buns that always had a few extra on weekdays were also eaten.

Wang Jiao not only sneered in her heart, but also usually left three green vegetable buns for lunch, but now she has torn her face and doesn't even give herself breakfast.

The fatherly and maternal love that I played just now revealed my true nature in the blink of an eye.

How could she still trust the family.

Since last night, Wang Jiao's stomach has only had Mrs. Jiang's bowl of egg soup, after a night, she was beaten and feverish, and this morning's big drama ended, Wang Jiao's stomach was already empty.

She rummaged around the house for a while, but couldn't find anything to satisfy her hunger, and saw that she was going to be late for school, so she had to hurry to school with her schoolbag on her back.

Wang Jiao rushed all the way to the school, and the class bell rang.

Wang Jiao was a little sluggish from hunger.

But in the eyes of the fat man on the side, it is not such a thing at all.

He and Wang Jiao's house are in the same building, his house is on the fourth floor, and Wang Jiao's house is on the second floor.

Wang Jiao's howl in the morning, Wang Fatzi can hear it clearly.

There are more people beating children in the compound, and as for Wang Jiao's voice in the morning, Wang Fatzi dares to conclude that Wang Jiao must have been beaten in the morning.

He looked Wang Jiao up and down, no energy, unhappy, and depressed.

It is very consistent with the mood after being beaten.

As a good friend who grew up together, he felt that he had an obligation to care about Wang Jiao.

Although with Wang Jiao's character, he will definitely be blamed for being nosy.

Wang Fatzi did a long day of ideological work in his heart, and finally friendship overcame everything, and he decided to ask.

"Hey, Jiaojiao, you're okay."

After asking, Wang Fatzi looked cautious.

Wang Jiao was so hungry that her eyes were dizzy, her limbs were weak, where could she notice that something was wrong with Wang Fatzi.

Nodding his head, he replied.

But Wang Jiao's reaction, obviously Wang Fatzi was not satisfied.

So weak, could it be that he was injured somewhere?

Wang Fatzi was even more worried, and hurriedly approached Wang Jiao, stretched out his hand and poked her arm: "Are you uncomfortable?" Would you like to go to the infirmary? ”

Wang Jiao was so hungry that her eyes were full of stars, and when she saw the white fat paws stretched out by the fat man, it was like a big white steamed bun, she reached out and grabbed the big white steamed bun, and she almost couldn't help but bite it.

I'm so hungry.

Wang Jiao wailed in her heart and cursed Yuan Sufang, a black-hearted old lady, in a circle.

Wang Jiao, who has such a fluttering expression, falls into the eyes of Wang Fatzi, which is even more abnormal.

It's over, Wang Jiao was beaten stupid, what can I do?

Wang Fatzi was full of anxiety, but Wang Jiao put down his hand.

She couldn't stand the hunger, she had to find something to eat.

Wang Jiao suddenly remembered the piece of land in her space, which grew faster than the outside, maybe those green shoots had begun to bear white radish?

Wang Jiao, who had hope, pushed away the annoying Wang Fatzi, "I want to sleep for a while, don't come to disturb me." ”

None of the people who disturbed her eating were good people.

Poor Wang Fat didn't know that he became a bad guy in Wang Jiao's heart.

On the podium, the Chinese teacher was spitting and spitting, and the chalk was creaking on the blackboard.

Wang Fatzi sniffed and withdrew his hand aggrievedly.

Wang Jiao lay behind her high stacked book wall, and finally could enter the space quietly.

As soon as she entered, Wang Jiao was stunned by everything in front of her.

In that piece of land in the space, the ten seeds planted yesterday have matured.

A half-white-flowered radish protrudes from the ground, and its head is a cluster of green leaves.

Ten radishes are neatly arranged, and it looks very cute.

This is a radish that you grow with your own mind, and it is a radish that belongs to you.

It grows so fast.

Wang Jiao's heart is crispy.

She has so many radishes now, Yuan Sufang doesn't want to starve her anymore, Wang Jiao thought beautifully in her heart, and immediately ran over and squatted next to the radish, reached out and touched a handful of white radishes that exposed the soil, the cold touch made her heart more steady.

It's time to harvest.

Wang Jiao was thinking about it, and all the radishes in front of her disappeared.

Before she could be surprised, a voice sounded in her head: finish the harvest and store it in the warehouse.

Wang Jiao hurriedly checked the warehouse with her mind, and the ten big white radishes in the warehouse happened to be lying there, and her heart suddenly relaxed.

She reached out and took a white radish, touched a few handfuls of soil that was still sticking to it with her hand, peeled the skin of the radish, and bit it down.

This is a radish grown by herself, and Wang Jiao's mood is almost like flying.

She chewed and chewed a few bites, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and her brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

Why doesn't this radish have a taste?