Spatial hoarding: super strong wood superpowers

Chapter 437
"Teacher, please eat an apple."

Cheng Jing used her powers to pick off the biggest and reddest apple, and handed it to Zheng Chesi.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I am old. I am really old. When I first heard that someone can make seeds germinate instantly, grow quickly, bloom and bear fruit, I thought they were exaggerating."

Cheng Jing was shy, "Teachers seldom praised others before, which made students feel unaccustomed to it."

Zheng Chesi smiled and took the handed apple, took a bite, and the taste was sweet, even better than the apples he had eaten before the end of the world.

"Not bad! I'll pick some more and share them with the old guys from the Reward and Punishment Committee."

Cheng Jing looked at it in surprise, and the teacher took out a large transparent plastic bag from his pocket, and began to pick apples seriously with his abilities.

It's pretty well prepared.

Zheng Chesi seemed to know Cheng Jing's confusion, and he did not turn his head to explain his confusion, "For those who make trouble at the base, they will be punished first, and those who accept the punishment will use the packing bag.

Those who don't accept the punishment, in fact, are poor people, and then take them back to drink tea and chat. "

Mu Qingqing would not simply think that what the teacher said about drinking tea and chatting was really drinking tea and chatting.

When Chu Yue heard these four words, her face turned pale with fright. She must have been there more than once.

"Don't stand around stupidly, hurry up and help pick the apples."

"coming."

Xiao Mobei walked out of the treatment room excitedly, wanting to thank Cheng Jing for saving his life, but when he came out, he searched around and found no one.

"Where's Cheng Jing?"

The seven men all looked blank, they had never heard of this name before.

Xiao Mobei frowned and said, "It's the one who hung those women on the tree."

He looked in the direction the seven people were pointing at. A man and a woman were picking apples with their backs to him.

Judging from the back, the woman was the one he was looking for.

The man looked familiar, he was Zheng Chesi, the head of the Reward and Punishment Committee.

When he was inside, he vaguely heard that Zheng Chesi was coming, and he was afraid that the other party would embarrass Cheng Jing. When he was about to come out, it was quiet outside, and he thought he had heard it wrong.

The group of old-timers in the Reward and Punishment Committee, they admit to death and don't give face to anyone. As long as you make trouble, you can either accept the punishment or go to drink tea.

Even he has been fined before. It's obviously not a big deal, and everyone who insists on making trouble knows it.

He thought about it seriously, the reason that group of old antiques said was actually an excuse, wanting to take his hard-earned food for nothing.

No!

Cheng Jing cannot be bullied.

"Mr. Zheng, this matter has nothing to do with..."

Before Xiao Mobei finished speaking, he was pulled over by Zheng Chesi, "You came just in time, help pick apples."

"I……"

Zheng Chesi looked at the hesitant person with displeasure, "I said, are you a man, watching us, the old and the young, busy, are you embarrassed?"

One old and one young?
The corner of Xiao Mobei's mouth twitched fiercely, he is only a few years older than Cheng Jing, okay?Proper discrimination.

Zheng Chesi remembered one thing, "Maybe, we can talk about the last time you went to the Reward and Punishment Committee for tea."

"No, Mr. Zheng, I was wrong, I will pick apples for you right away."

Cheng Jing became more and more curious, what kind of tea is it?It can change people's faces.

Zheng Qisi still knows his favorite students very well.

"You don't need to drink tea, but you are welcome to chat with our group of old guys at any time."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Come on, let's go to the side and talk, let him pick apples by himself."

Xiao Mobei: "..." It turned out that he sent free labor to the door.

(End of this chapter)