Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 440

"Haha! I am the commander!"

In a word, what Fu Yunhe waited for was not haha ​​crying bitterly, nor was it the surprise and shock of the people around him.

Haha was the first to react, rushing forward with a straight punch.

"Smelly Xiaohe! Don't insult my commander!"

Fu Yunhe, who was in his own position, dodged Haha's fist with his head slightly dodged.

"I didn't insult you—"

"You are not allowed to speak! My commander is a manly man with a beard full of testosterone. How could it be you?"

"Besides, why should my commander be you! He is alive and well!"

Haha stopped punching, and stared at Fu Yunhe angrily, pretending to be fake.

Tears flashed in Haha's round eyes, and he turned around abruptly, looking at Nian Shutong.

"Good man, tell me, is my commander still alive and well?"

Nian Shutong, who was being asked, stood up, solemnly promised, haha ​​said: "Don't worry, your commander is alive and well."

Nian Shutong's words made Haha nod heavily, tears were thrown out following his nod.

Haha turned around angrily, looked at Fu Yunhe and snorted coldly.

"Hmph! You are just afraid that my commander will rob you of a good person, aren't you? Nonsense!"

Fu Yunhe, who was originally impulsive, looked at Haha in front of him, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, haha."

"I was wrong. I'm just jealous of your kindness to your commander. You always use him to hit me. I'm a little afraid that I can't compare to him."

"You're right, I'm just scared."

"sorry."

Fu Yunhe bowed his head and apologized to Haha.

He shouldn't have smashed Haha's illusion that the commander is still alive, maybe the day when he becomes the commander again, or at a certain moment.

The current Haha stubbornly believes that his commander is still alive and well, and such a thing as rebirth, in his view, or in anyone's view, is impossible.

The other people in the cabin didn't think much about it. The two of them fought every day because of this non-existent commander.

They are all used to it.

Rubble didn't care at all, Doudou didn't understand, and Ji Sisi didn't understand much.

As for Mr. Hua, he may know a lot, but after he lost his memory, he lost too much basic information and couldn't think of it.

As for the trees, they were completely irrelevant and hung up high without paying any attention.

A small storm, just a slight ripple, quickly disappeared.

The chat after dinner was also disbanded.

Fu Yunhe stayed until the end and called Nian Shutong.

"Nian Shutong, I have something for you."

"what?"

Nian Shutong just understood Fu Yunhe's thoughts a little bit. Although she hasn't made up her mind yet, she still has some expectations for what Fu Yunhe sent.

"That's it, you check and check."

Nian Shutong watched Fu Yunhe helplessly, and took out a thick stack of rice paper from his space button, with clear ink marks on it.

Nian Shutong reached out to take it, unfolded it and looked at it, and found that it was all copied from the Three Character Classic.

Scribe in big letters.

"Is this what you want to give me?" Nian Shutong didn't hide the disgust in his eyes, and asked directly: "Who will give a bunch of big characters as a gift? Do you have any common sense?"

"I didn't say give a gift..."

As soon as Fu Yunhe finished speaking, he realized that he was going to finish.

Sure enough, Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe with a smile on his face, and his gentle tone made Fu Yunhe on the opposite side shudder.

"Xiaohe... I think you have great potential for calligraphy."

"One hundred characters a day is too little, why not write three hundred? How?"

Fu Yunhe looked at Nian Shutong, whose tone was gentle, but the ice knives shot out of his eyes.

With a string missing in his head, he said, "Don't talk like that, I'm afraid."

"I'll write three hundred big characters, and I'll definitely write them. Just don't talk like that."

Fu Yunhe only felt that Nian Shutong's smile became bigger, and his eyes became elusive.

"The road is long and long, so be prepared."

Nian Shutong left a vague sentence and smiled brightly at Fu Yunhe.

Turning around, Nian Shutong thought dangerously in his eyes: even if he figured it out and made a decision, he would never let Fu Yunhe get his way easily!

Men who have not been trained are indeed lacking in strings.

Fu Yunhe, who stayed in place, did not move.

He was thinking, what is the reason for Nian Shutong's appearance just now?
He carefully recalled that every word the two said just now seemed to be a little wrong since he said it was not a gift.

Fu Yunhe pondered carefully, but when did Nian Shutong care about whether he would give gifts or not?
Did she understand?

Fu Yunhe's eyes suddenly lit up, looking in the direction where Nian Shutong left, the light in his eyes gradually went out.

Finished!

If she knew what she said just now, she would definitely be sentenced to death.

If you don’t know. No, you know it, but you don’t want to respond.

"There is a long way to go--"

"That means you still have a long way to go!"

Hua Lao, who came out of nowhere, gave an appropriate explanation, and then walked away from Fu Yunhe in a blissful manner.

Fu Yunhe laughed out loud.

"Being slow is better than not knowing."

Thinking of this, Fu Yunhe's smile widened, the sweeter it became, the sweeter it was, the sweeter it was.

She knew, and didn't beat herself to death immediately.

Very good!She didn't hit me!

"That's great, that's great, she didn't hit me, she didn't hit me!"

Fu Yunhe talked happily to himself, and was seen by Ji Sisi, mother and son who opened the window and looked at this side.

"Mom, Uncle Xiaohe is so strange."

"Well, maybe there are a few odd days every month."

"Huh? Like mom?"

Doudou looked at Ji Sisi with serious eyes.

Ji Sisi widened her eyes and covered her mouth.

"how do you know?"

The fingertips of Doudou's two index fingers were facing each other, and said bit by bit: "Because my mother would say every time, it's so annoying! It's so annoying!"

Doudou learned so vividly that Ji Sisi's face flushed.

Did you say so much?
"Mom, will Doudou grow up like this? Doudou doesn't like it very much."

Doudou's tangled face was waiting for Ji Sisi to rescue her.

"Doudou, this question is too profound. Why don't you ask the teacher tomorrow?"

Doudou looked at Ji Sisi suspiciously, and quietly said, "Mom, don't you know?"

"Yes, I won't!"

Ji Sisi admitted it outright. Seeing Doudou wrapped around me, she said, "Mom, don't worry, I will know the answer tomorrow, and I will come back and teach you!"

"Hehe...Okay, thank you Doudou."

After the mother and son finished their conversation, Ji Sisi guiltily arranged for Doudou to sleep, and she went back to her room.

The next day, Nian Shutong, who finished his practice, came back from the outside, and saw the "two idiots" of last night, Fu Yunhe, standing in the morning light.

"Morning, I'm here to deliver a gift!"

(End of this chapter)