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"Cousin!"

"Xiao Ming, what are you doing, quickly put down Qiangqiang!"

During this period of time, it was cropped, leaving only the final result.

A bowl filled with his stinky fart was quietly placed in front of Xiaoqiang.

"Come on, Xiaoqiang, eat more, so that you can grow taller."

Zhang Ming took a piece of meat and put it on Xiaoqiang's rice.

"Thank you, brother, you are so kind to me." Xiaoqiang pretended to be well-behaved, and took a big bite of the rice.

But as soon as the rice was eaten, Xiaoqiang's face turned green.

This rice...is poisonous!

He chewed hard a few mouthfuls, and there was still a hint of radish smell!

"What? The meat doesn't suit your appetite?" Zhang Ming asked concerned. He scooped up a spoonful of ribs and radish soup and poured it on Xiaoqiang's rice. "Come on, it's more delicious this way."

"Delicious...radish...vomit!"

Xiaoqiang couldn't take it anymore, rushed to the bathroom and vomited.

"What happened to this child?"

Zhang Ming ate his meal slowly, "Maybe he caught a cold, I'll give him some Radix Banlangen and some licorice slices later."

"Chinese patent medicine?"

"Chinese medicine is good and does not hurt the body."

"The medicine is so bitter, so I'll make him a cup of honey." Zhang Ming's mother said.

"No, you can't eat sweet ones, it will affect the efficacy of the medicine."

"who said it."

"WeChat public account."

As soon as she heard that it was an article on the official account, Zhang Ming's mother believed it. After dinner, she caught Xiaoqiang and took medicine.

The old mother's stubbornness came up, and it was useless for Xiaoqiang to explain, and he was forced to let him go back to the bedroom after being fed bitterly.

That night, Xiaoqiang lay on the bed with mixed feelings in his mouth, stomach and heart.

This is not a description, it is a statement of fact.

He suddenly sat up, picked up a bottle of licorice tablets, poured out one, stared at it, and put it in his mouth, then closed his eyes and meditated.

"what are you doing?"

"Try your courage." Xiaoqiang reacted and put on a business smile. "Cousin, what are you doing here?"

"Look at you, I'll bring you a cup of hot milk."

"Oh, thanks."

"I left the milk for you. Remember to drink it while it's hot. I'm going to sleep." Zhang Ming put down the milk and walked out.

Xiaoqiang picked up the hot milk and took a sip tentatively. There was no strange taste, and the hot sweet milk finally felt less uncomfortable.He found a note under the milk, and there were only two words on the note:

truce?

Lying on the bed, Zhang Ming swiped his phone, and a WeChat message popped up.

"A truce, but remember, it doesn't mean I'm afraid of you!"

"This kid."

Zhang Ming smiled and threw the phone aside, ready to go to sleep, but after a while, the phone started to vibrate again, and it kept buzzing for a while.

Who is it?

Opening the phone, I saw a group of junior high school classmates I hadn't contacted for a long time, and they were discussing the class reunion.

As for the group of junior high school classmates, Zhang Ming didn't have much contact with them after graduation. It's been five or six years since Zhang Ming hadn't seen each other, and his memory has become a little fuzzy.

He put his phone on silent, threw it aside and went back to sleep.

The bedroom darkened.

A few minutes later, Zhang Ming suddenly opened his eyes, turned on his mobile phone, and entered the group of junior high school students.

"Can you add me? I'm Zhang Ming."

After sending these words, Zhang Ming got out of bed and stood by the window, just at this time a full moon was shining in the sky.

Let's go meet, I don't know when the next time we will meet, if you are unlucky, you may never see each other in this lifetime.

In the last chapter, the chapter name was wrong, it should be Chapter [-].

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