Crying bag girl who bumped into the village brother

An athletic teenager can eat a catty of staple food, a catty of meat and vegetables a day.More than a dozen athletic teenagers weigh more than a dozen kilograms, and they have to change their tricks.

Zhang Yuan is always happy at home, no matter where he has done such a thing.

During this time, when others sleep, she washes vegetables; when others play tennis, she looks after the pot; when others run, she cooks; when others play games, she washes dishes.

At noon on the third day, she finally couldn't take it anymore.

Hiding in a small corner full of flowers, facing the wall, he made a phone call to Brother Zhuma who was also recommended to the experimental class.

The purpose is clear, which is to bring Tian Hao over to accompany me for two days.

Tian Hao was doing the competition questions before receiving the call, and he couldn't do it right.

He asked his classmates and teachers around and still couldn't figure it out. He was missing the days when A Yuan gave lectures.

"Tian Hao."

"what's up?"

"You come to Japan for two days. I'll give you a lecture when you come. Anyway, you also applied for a visa before. I have nothing to do these two days. I'm not in class. It's boring."

"It's not that I don't want to come. The procedures have been completed before, but we will participate in the competition after the spring of next year. I'm not you, I'm not good enough."

"At that time, we agreed to come together, but in the end I came to Japan alone."

Zhang Yuan was extremely unwell these two days, feeling very aggrieved, and even cried while talking.

Tian Hao didn't know how to comfort her, and it took nearly a minute before he spoke.

"Don't cry, I was wrong."

Tian Hao softened his attitude.

"I'll stay with you for a few days, and I just gave you the luggage you didn't bring."

"Um."

Zhang Yuan agreed, and Tian Hao didn't understand anything after he talked.

"You're not in a good mood right now. Let's talk about something in person. I'm going to book a plane ticket now. It's estimated that I will arrive in Tokyo at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"I'm attending huosu on the outskirts of sennachun."

"So someone bullied you?" Tian Hao on the other side of the phone frowned.

Zhang Yuan will be bullied, shouldn't he?

"Mo has. Only sige misunderstood." (No, just a misunderstanding.)

Well, she probably took all the responsibility on herself again.

"Hey, take care of yourself and don't be too brave."

Zhang Yuan is just too polite to unfamiliar people.

"I know."

"It would be great if you really knew, you just asked me to go to Japan if you didn't know?"

Zhang Yuan chatted with Tian Hao for more than an hour, and when he turned around, he saw Yukimura Seichi—the boy who looked like her in every way, but felt much stronger than her.

On the first day Yukimura Seichi came here, he found a large cluster of flowers in the courtyard.

He loves plants and visits them every day after lunch.So today I just bumped into Zhang Yuan who came here to hide here and make a phone call.

Zhang Yuan's eye sockets and nose were red because he had just cried, and his whole body was very different from the usual feeling, which made Yukimura inexplicably distressed.

Maybe Zhang Yuan looks too much like him, so he subconsciously wants to comfort her?

"Student Zhang doesn't need too much psychological pressure. It's really hard for you to cook food for us all day long. In fact, we can handle it by eating casually around."

Zhang Yuan very much agrees with Yukimura's idea.It never occurred to her to take on the full responsibility of making food for a dozen people.

"How about I ask my staff to help you?"

"No, thanks. I found someone who can help."

"Is it the hotel staff?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head.

"No, a friend of mine is coming to Japan for a few days. He will come and help me then."

I'm just a little sorry for Tian Hao who has nothing to do with this matter.

In order to have time to pick up Tian Hao at the airport tomorrow, Zhang Yuan has been busy making food in the afternoon.

Knowing that she had time to text Tezuka before going to bed at night.

"Minister Tezuka, I'm really sorry. I'm going to pick up my friend at the airport tomorrow, so I need a day off. The top shelf of the refrigerator is three cakes, the middle is washed vegetables, and the bottom floor is more than 800 dumplings. There are three flavors in three bags, and there are more than 500 glutinous rice balls in the other bag. I think these should be enough for a day? I will come back as soon as possible.”