Going to wear the host and sprinkle candy again

Chapter 911 Kicking the Face of the Future Boss 17
"No, no, it's not that I'm greedy, it's that Zhuang Zhuang is greedy!"

Jiang Cheng quickly dumped the blame on Hao Zhuangzhuang.

"Greedy? What are you hungry for? Is there anything delicious?"

Hao Zhuangzhuang finally gave up the delicious hot pot and chose a good friend.

As soon as he caught up, he heard what they said, and felt that there was something delicious.

Jiang Cheng nodded his head, "Mu Yuhan said two days ago that his mother's kimchi pancakes were delicious, didn't it make your mouth water? Let's eat it today!"

"Really?" Hao Zhuangzhuang's eyes widened when he heard that there was something to eat, full of excitement.

Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder, turned to Mu Yuhan and said, "Look, Hao Zhuangzhuang is too greedy!"

A smile flashed across Mu Yuhan's immature face, don't think he doesn't know who the real drooling person is!

The three children got on the bus together, Jiang Cheng took a double row seat, and Mu Yuhan sat next to her.

Hao Zhuangzhuang touched his head and sat in the seat behind them.

Jiang Cheng's body seldom took the bus, and fell asleep within a few stops of the bus.

She slept unsteadily, her head swung to the right and to the left for a while, like an ear of rice in the wind.

Mu Yuhan's little hand pressed her head on his shoulder, and her head finally found a harbor.

Before arriving at the station, Mu Yuhan woke up Jiang Cheng, and the three of them got out of the car and walked all the way to Mu Yuhan's house.

Mu Yuhan lived in a low-rent apartment on the third floor.

Hao Zhuangzhuang sighed when he walked in, "Isn't this too small?"

Smaller than his bathroom.

He didn't mean anything malicious, just sighed.

Mu Yuhan didn't take it to heart either, what he cared about was what Fu Zicheng thought.

There was no disturbance in Jiang Cheng's heart. After all, she had the memory of the original owner living here in her memory, so she was familiar with this place.

When she turned her head, she happened to meet Mu Yuhan's apprehensive gaze, and she smiled and said, "Mu Yuhan, your home is so warm!"

Mu Yuhan raised his hand and touched his head, blocking the smile that rose from the corner of his mouth.

Mu's mother hadn't gotten off work yet, so Mu Yuhan took out a book and asked Jiang Cheng a few questions.

Then he went to the kitchen and cut all the pickles, and waited for Mu's mother to come back to make them.

After finishing cooking, he went back to his room to do his homework while tutoring Jiang Cheng and Hao Zhuangzhuang.

After finishing the homework, Jiang Cheng had written enough and refused to review any more, deliberately playing with the two of them.

When Mu's mother opened the door, what she saw was Jiang Cheng chasing and beating Mu Yuhan.

She suddenly became anxious, and stepped forward to block Mu Yuhan, "The bully has even come home!"

"You are so rich! This is my home!"

She didn't dare to beat Jiang Cheng, because children from rich families would lose a lot of money if they beat them, or they would be sent to prison.

She wasn't afraid of going to jail, she was just afraid that no one would take care of Mu Yuhan if she went to jail.

Like an old hen protecting its calf, Mu's mother stared at Jiang Cheng with her hands on her hips.

He deliberately said scary words in his mouth, "Believe it or not, your mother wouldn't even recognize me when I beat you?"

"If you dare to bully our Yuhan again, I will smash your ass to pieces!"

Jiang Cheng looked up at Mama Mu. Mama Mu was still pretty, but she didn't dress up very much and was unkempt.

She probably often stays up late, and the dark circles under her eyes are obvious.

The memory of the original owner played back and forth in her mind like a movie.

When the original owner first came to this house, he couldn't accept everything in this house.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to change from extravagance to simplicity. The original owner finds that this home is not pleasing to the eye, finds faults everywhere, loses his temper every day, and vents all his dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)