Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm (1)

C8: So big and thick corn

　　　　 "Is it so serious?"

　　 "It's just a dog, what can cause trouble?"

　　 "And Erzengzi is quite obedient, I let it go east, it will definitely not dare to go west!"

　　 Er Lengzi still has to take care of the nursing home for himself. Jiang He can't let the State Secret Service take it away. The key is that this product is almost finished, and who knows if he will shake his own affairs.

　　 have all awakened beyond the ordinary, the state secret service has a way to communicate with the dog, Jiang He will not feel strange at all.

　　 "Jiang He, you don't know how terrible a fierce beast is. A fierce beast can instantly kill an adult. If there are no guns and ammunition, only warriors and extraordinary awakeners can contend against the beast."

　　 Wang Siyu said earnestly: "Even if Er Lengzi hasn't fully evolved into a beast, it is still very dangerous. The organization has regulations, and such things must be reported!"

　　 "The rule is dead, and man is alive."

Jiang He was thinking about how to seduce Wang Siyu. As soon as the picture came out, Wang Siyu's face turned red and gritted his teeth: "But since you have awakened the ability to train beasts, you should be able to control Er Lengzi. After all, Er Lengzi was raised by my father since childhood. As long as you promise to be optimistic about it, I don't need to report it to the organization."

　　 Jianghe was overjoyed and smiled: "Don't worry, if he dares to leave the house for a while, I will interrupt his dog legs!"

　　 As a result, Wang Siyu changed his voice and said: "Don't...you can't abuse Er Lengzi."

　　 Jianghe almost couldn't hold back a laugh, and said, "Okay, I'm all at my house. Why are you standing in the yard? Let's go, it happened that I cooked corn and had some food together."

　　 entered the room, Wang Siyu looked around.

　　 Although Jianghe's house is a bit dilapidated, it is very clean.

　　 Her gaze fell on the photo of Old Man Jiang on the wall, sighed, opened her mouth, and finally failed to say the comforting words brewing in her mind.

　　 Jianghe pulled a stool, and said, "It's okay to sit, the house is shabby, and it makes you laugh."

"No no!"

　　 Wang Siyu hurriedly said: "I'm not that kind of person, I believe you Jianghe, you will definitely be able to stand out in the future."

Wow!

What is rhythm?

　　 Jianghe opened the lid of the pot skillfully, and suddenly a special smell of corn filled the room.

　　 Not only Wang Siyu, but Jiang He himself also sniffed hard. The scent of corn alone makes people feel comfortable.

　　 He took out his chopsticks, took a small stainless steel pot, and fished out all the corn.

　　 In the center of the room, there is a round wooden table that has been old for years. The table is covered with a layer of plastic. This is Jiang He's dining table.