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Chapter 120 Wu San Province: I don't want to die young

.To make sure he didn't die too quickly, they stabbed him dozens of times in his abdomen. Every stab missed his organs and only went into the flesh, They even poured water into his stomach to see him..."You little rascal, what in the world are you carrying It's so big."

When Wu Ling came back from the front, Wu Sanshen reached out and took the bulging backpack from him.

The backpack looks puffy, but it's not heavy when you pick it up, it's quite light.

Wu Ling was supported by Wu Xie on one side and sat down between him and Wu San Sheng.

After hearing what his third uncle said, Wu Ling turned his head and looked at him. He reached out and patted his SpongeBob SquarePants backpack, saying in a mysterious tone:

"They are all my babies."

Wu San Sheng looked at his mischievous expression and let out a chuckle.

"At your young age, what treasures do you have Don't tell me it's some expired snacks, half-eaten candy, and some random rock you picked up somewhere."

"Uncle Three, those are all things from ages ago! Let me introduce you, these are all new friends."

Wu Ling held her small backpack and unzipped one of the layers, introducing to him eagerly: "Look, Big Brother, I've eaten most of this sweet potato… mud."

Wu Ling originally wanted to say sweet potato, but looking at the mud in his hand that was tied in a plastic bag and pressed into some kind of yellowish-brown object after multiple collisions, he really couldn't bring himself to say it.

This lump of reddish-brown object was the extra-large sweet potato that Wu Xie had bought him before. Wu Ling hadn't finished it, just sealed the bag and put it in his backpack, planning to nibble on it when he got hungry.

But at this time, looking at this soft lump in his hand, he really couldn't bear to eat it.

When he was looking at his own little radish, somewhat silently, Wu Sansheng beside him also saw the lump in his hand.

Wu Sansheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Ling with a complex expression in his eyes. He clicked his tongue and said:

"Little monkey, are all your hobbies so peculiar now"

"Cough."

Wu Ling coughed softly in her mouth and silently handed this thing to Wu Sansheng. She opened her mouth and energetically recommended it:

"Uncle Three, let me tell you, don't look at this thing looking like poop, but it can still be eaten after being stir-fried, it's really sweet. Would you like a bite"

Wu San Sheng reached out and politely declined. "No need, my nephew. Your uncle is not very hungry yet and doesn't want to die young. You eat."

Wu Ling's little hairs on her head trembled.

He silently glanced at the sweet potato mash in his hand, took a deep breath, and seriously muttered.

"Uncle Three, I think it doesn't want me to eat it."

"Well, does it still talk to you"

Wu Ling looked serious and was talking non-stop.

"Well, mind reading, a sweet potato has a life too, we should respect its thoughts, so I guess I won't eat it."

After saying that, Wu Ling stuffed the sweet potato puree into her backpack and even pressed down on it.

He completed this little sequence of movements very quickly. Before Wu Sansheng could react, Wu Ling had already shoved the sweet potato in.

Even if sweet potatoes can still be eaten after they become like this, I just can't get over the mental hurdle.

Wasting food is shameful.

Wu Ling did this not to feel guilty, but to live up to Old Yuan's expectations.

He gestured a cross on his chest, then clasped his hands together and recited "Amitabha Buddha," even muttering softly under his breath:

"Rest in peace, Sweet Potato Brother. Farewell on your journey. Next life, let's aim to be taro root. That thing mashed up with a sprinkle of white sugar is delicious! The kids next door are drooling just thinking about it."

As she spoke, Wu Ling unconsciously licked her own lips.

A bystander who witnessed the whole process :......”

Xiǎo Shān Qing retracted his gaze from the rearview mirror, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his arms were trembling with suppressed laughter.

I really want to laugh, but I dare not.

The man next to Panzi saw Xiaoshan's face turn red, feeling embarrassed. He clicked his tongue in disapproval and reached out to touch Xiaoshan's thigh.

Xiǎo Shān Qīng was originally listening intently to the situation behind him, feeling a touch on his legs and being slightly startled.

He glanced at Panzi beside him, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion and a strange glimmer.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt the hand that had touched his thigh suddenly clamp down on the flesh of his leg.

Then, a squeeze and a twist.

Then, a voice from beside him, Panzi's, deliberately lowered to a menacing whisper: "Don't you dare get distracted, just drive. When we reach the ditch, I'll kill you."

Xiao Shanqing: "..."

I thought it was a honeyed gesture, but it turned out to be a flying kick.

After making sure the sweet potato puree was properly blessed, Wu Ling continued to rummage through the treasures in her little backpack.

Don't be fooled by the small size of the backpack, it has a surprisingly large capacity.

Wu Ling took out a cell phone from inside, then a power bank, then a helmet. In the end, she even pulled out two sausages and a whole bunch of snacks.

Wu San-sheng found it rather amusing to look at these trinkets of his, and raised an eyebrow as he asked, "Is this your treasure"

"Um."

Wu Ling nodded, looking at her rather ordinary things, but said with a hint of pride in her mouth: "They are all my new darlings."

Wu Sanshen laughed at his appearance.

He looked at his young nephew's things, his gaze fixed on the water cup in Wu Ling's backpack pocket. He raised an eyebrow and asked:

"Did your brother pick this out for you"

"Hmm," Wu Ling followed her third uncle's gaze and looked at the small yellow duck cup.

He nodded, but his expression was somewhat doubtful. He muttered under his breath, "Did I put my water bottle here"

As Wu Ling mumbled, Zhang Qiling in the front row subtly moved his fingers.

However, his movements were very subtle, and almost no one noticed.

Besides the black bear next to it.

Wu Ling picked up the teapot and found that it was shaking inside, with some mung bean soup.

Just then, after he had been chattering away for quite a while, he became thirsty.

He then twisted open the little yellow duck's lid, pulled out the white straw inside, and took a big gulp from the cup.

Wu's handcrafting skills are truly excellent. The mung bean is soft and tender, the soup is refreshing, and it's sweet without being overly sugary.

Wu Ling liked sweets, and besides, he was quite thirsty, so he drank a bit too quickly.

Seeing this, Wu Sansheng patted him on the back and said, "Take it easy."

Wu Ling nodded, pushing her own small water cup toward Wu San Province. Chewing on a few green beans, she asked:

"Uncle Three, would you like some Mung bean soup."

Wu San Sheng looked at the water glass in front of him. This time, he didn't refuse. After all, he had been busy for most of the day and was a little thirsty, so he took it and drank a sip.

He just wanted to quench his thirst, but he didn't expect the mung bean soup to taste so good.

I raised an eyebrow in surprise, handed the cup back to Wu Ling, and asked, "

"

"Where did you buy it It tastes pretty good."

"It wasn't bought." Wu Ling shook her head, taking the cup of water and pointing to Wu Xie beside her with a hint of inexplicable pride in her voice:

"My brother cooked it in a hotel yesterday, isn't it delicious"

"Your brother cooked this" Wu S Provinsi heard this, and looked at Wu Xie with some surprise.

When will this stinky boy learn to cook How would I know

Wu Ling nodded and said modestly, "Well, my brother is really good at cooking. He makes delicious food, and I can always finish three bowls of rice!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Ling's little tummy started rumbling.

"Glug glug~"

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone in the car had exceptionally good hearing.

Wu Xiebian glanced at him, patted his belly with her hand, and asked:

"Hungry"

When Wu Ling didn't think about being hungry, she felt fine. But once she thought about it, she felt her stomach growling intensely with hunger.

He reached out and rubbed his stomach, replying with a "Hmm, I'm hungry."

"Eat a sausage first." Wu Xie handed the peeled sausage to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling took the hot dog and bit into it. His face was small, and his mouth was small too. He took a bite, and before he could get halfway through the hot dog, his cheeks puffed up like balloons.

Wu Ling, chewing on a sausage in her mouth, glanced out the window and noticed they were almost at the foot of the mountain.

He reached out and poked Wu San Province next to him. Because he had something in his mouth, his voice was a little unclear:

"Uncle Three, where are we going now"

Wu Sansheng cast him a glance. He was just about to say he would take him out for a meal, but then he saw his tattered clothes and the wounds on his body that had been medicated.

Wu Sansheng shook his head and asked, "Where do you live with your brother"

Wu Ling recalled upon hearing this, the result in less than three seconds.

He immediately turned his head to look at Wu Xie beside him.

"Brother, where are we going to live"ed by the group hereWu San Sheng looked at Xiao Shan Qing's sorrowful face and felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't help himself and kicked him again."Alright, stop acting like that, I'm getti...

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