Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 119 118. Past【Two in One】

Zhou Qian spoke very calmly.

It has been five years since the incident, and there are no wounds that time has not healed. If there are, then erase the memory as well.

Now he can only rely on the only remaining photos to recall Zhou Ning's past, and he talks about the countless deaths he has already suffered in his dreams with the same understatement.

But Huaiyu was stunned.

After a long while, she murmured: "You don't have any powers, but you can control the mutated plant for a whole year, and you can also hide her..."

Her eyes were bright: "Zhou Qian, I think you are so amazing!"

Zhou Qian struggled to smile: "Yes. I used to think I was very powerful..."

If it wasn't for his pride and unwillingness, how could he let go of his attachment so easily and want to take the dead Zhou Ning to the wasteland?

But now that I think about it—

"Thanks to the Rose Corridor for stopping me. Otherwise, with my ability, I would have been dead within a few miles of walking."

It's not just the poisonous spiders and mutated banyan trees he encountered along the way that he was capable of. He already had this knowledge in previous missions.

Speaking of the Rose Corridor, Huaiyu and Yourongyan said: "Of course! It's so powerful!"

Zhou Qian glanced at her and said angrily: "You are even better! You can still live next to it! The last time I built a house for you, that was the closest I got to it in five years."

This Huaiyu is really at a loss.

"How would I know..."

She thought about it and told Zhou Qian her secret - okay, so far, three people have known about it, and this secret can no longer be called a secret in the future.

"I lost my memory. I couldn't remember anything when I woke up. The day I woke up, it happened to be the time for the national registration. I chose this place because it was a big place."

"Who knew it was the Rose Corridor and Sanqing Mountain, and it was mutated..."

"Amnesia?" Zhou Qian was dumbfounded, and then he couldn't help laughing again, causing his cheek to ache: "Okay, okay! It turns out that I never told the truth from the beginning."

"Tell me, what did you do during the Rose Corridor mutation warning when we first met?"

Huaiyu's eyes widened and he was very innocent: "What can I do? Didn't you say that it quite likes me? I just tried my wood power..."

"I also want to ask you what's going on? But there are so many people here, you are armed with guns and you are so vicious, I don't dare."

What nonsense!

Zhou Qian didn't believe her innocence, but...

"Did you really lose your memory? Where did you wake up? Did you feel anything wrong with your body?"

"Are there any wounds on your body?"

It is true to use heavy codes in troubled times, but the more this happens, the more people will take risks. If Huaiyu really lost her memory, it meant that she could not escape the dangers she had encountered.

Even this amnesia needs to be carefully considered.

After all, it is not uncommon for the brain to automatically hide certain horrific memories in order to protect itself from mental breakdown after trauma.

He frowned and pressed his hand on the pager:

"I'll have someone take you for a checkup."

"No, no, no!" Huaiyu quickly stopped him.

"There are no wounds. He is very good. He can eat, drink, sleep and has strength. No need to check."

She hasn't figured out her relationship with Rose Corridor yet. What if there is really an ulterior connection between the two of them, and if she turns around and takes an X-ray, she discovers that her core is a plant?

Huaiyu had conceived several possibilities, but Qiangwei Corridor was silent and she couldn't ask anything, so she gave up.

Moreover, it is very expensive to see a doctor now, let alone get an examination. The three melons and two dates in her hand can't do anything at all.

The most important thing is that Zhou Qian must pay for her points, but since he is in such a miserable situation, it is best to save more points.

not to mention…

After much thought, Huaiyu didn't feel like he had been traumatized, so he asked seriously:

"Is the past that important?"

"I can't think of what's the big deal. Can't I just be happy every day now?"

"What if the original memory is very painful and I just don't want to bear it?"

Zhou Qian was asked.

"But what if you can remember who hurt you, or are there any relatives or friends that are too important to be forgotten?"

He looked at the small face of the thin girl in front of him again, thinking that the inconvenience of the Internet was the reason. This girl obviously looked underage, but the ID card listed her as 18 years old...

One thing is certain, at such a young age, she must not have had a lover or husband before she lost her memory...right?

"Then I can't even think about it!" Huaiyu said very carefully.

"I have actually thought about it," she said with her fingers: "I can cook, farm, recognize wild vegetables, and even build my own house - don't laugh, why is my tree house not a house? "

"I even built myself a toilet!"

"I'm so capable and smart. Do you think my Mandarin is standard? I can't remember a single dialect, but I'm so young... I guess I'm not a poor girl from a poor mountainous area, right?"

"Then the question is, what circumstances will lead to me being knowledgeable and good at all this hard work?"

Following her train of thought, Zhou Qian also frowned: "Agricultural student?"

Huaiyu: "...ah?"

Zhou Qian also sat up straight, followed her example and analyzed with his fingers: "Isn't your house just a greenhouse? Is it normal for agricultural students to build a greenhouse?"

"Farming, I have never been an agricultural student, but I think you need to be able to farm, right?"

"It's so easy to cook, it just needs to be cooked!"

"As for identifying wild vegetables...maybe you have a rich reserve of knowledge?"

His analysis was so reasonable that Huai Yu almost believed it. Then Zhou Qian looked at her in confusion:

"Agricultural students are not something to be ashamed of, right? Why did you sound so scary just now?"

Huaiyu groaned: "I thought I might be a clear and wise college student, and then I was trafficked to a poor mountain village to give birth to children and work, and was beaten and scolded, and lived a miserable life..."

She widened her eyes and looked at Zhou Qian: "Didn't you say that? I am very good at pleasing people... I must have endured hardship to be able to do so!"

"Isn't that right, brother Zhou Qian?"

This time it was Zhou Qian's turn to be dumbfounded.

Because after thinking about it, this guess is quite reasonable!

Zhou Qian was numb.

He is a sick person, and he should not have to worry about this complicated past and future. But Huaiyu seemed to be muddle-headed, as if he was a child walking in the downtown area with a bomb in his arms, which made him fearful.

After thinking about it, he noticed another problem -

"You know so much, why is your skin so good? You don't even have calluses on your hands?"

"Whether they are agricultural students or trafficked, there are always some traces of labor."

Huaiyu thought for a while: "Maybe it's because I was born to recover quickly?" She spread her hands, and the soft palm appeared in front of Zhou Qian. She turned over and over again but still couldn't find any trace of work: "I haven't been idle during this time, but you see , no calluses, no wounds.”

Zhou Qian frowned and couldn't think of anything.

The two looked at each other for a long time. It wasn't until the nurse came into the room to prepare the medicine that Huaiyu came to his senses:

"Ah, it's almost three o'clock! I have to get in the car quickly, otherwise it will be dark and I won't be able to get home."

"Zhou Qian, I'll come see you tomorrow!"

"Put the dessert in your mouth! Don't worry, Brother Zhou Qian. If nothing happens, just Zhou Qian—I'm at least ten years older than you!"

"Okay, brother Zhou Qian." Huaiyu chuckled and ran very fast.

While preparing the medicine, the nurse looked at Huai Yu again: "Is that your sister? She looks so cute. She must be well protected at home, right?"

Zhou Qian nodded, and then couldn't help but think deeply -

Yes, Huaiyu's character is so contradictory.

He can show weakness and be sweet-tongued, well-behaved and innocent.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

The former is like a survival skill, and the latter is like a result of one's own personality.

There is nothing to say about the kind of survival skills that have been born after six years of disaster, just survive.

But for the latter, in today's world, which girl can be protected so innocently?

There was a slight tingling sensation on the back of his hand. The nurse was lowering her head to insert the needle, while Zhou Qian stared at the ceiling, slowly thinking about the future.

…

Huaiyu didn't have so many ideas.

With her small head, the most long-term considerations she could make were to build a toilet and a tree house—oh, and the vegetables in the vegetable patch could be considered a long-term plan.

Now that she was out of the hospital, she looked at this place that she had not looked at carefully before, and soon she squatted at the bus stop sign at the door.

But along the way today, there was almost no one on the bus. She had to wait for a full hour for the bus that usually ran every 30 minutes.

"Master, get off at Hongsheng Trading Market."

The driver looked at her and said, "Hong Sheng? Isn't the street closed on Labor Day?"

Huaiyu:…

Forgot! I have to go every time I go to town, it’s a conditioned reflex.

She had no choice but to change her destination: "Let's go to the administrative hall." If we go there and transfer, we should be able to get home before dark.

The bus was swaying, and Huaiyu was sitting on it, dazed—

Rose Corridor, Zhou Qian, his past...questions were connected in his mind one after another, and finally turned into a messy knot that could not be untied, and Huaiyu gave up decisively.

If you think about it so much, you might as well have a good meal!

well! The Hongsheng Trading Market is closed, so if you want to buy some noodles and go home to make dumplings, you can’t!

Zhou Qian's injury was so serious, he should have cooked a lot of dumplings to make up for his injuries!

She made a mental list of various plans to buy noodles, meat and shepherd's purse. Before she could figure out how many fillings to use for the dumplings, the car stopped at the entrance of the administrative hall.

Huaiyu had just gotten off the car and was about to wait again when he suddenly saw a staff member coming out and posting something on the bulletin board at the entrance of the lobby.

She subconsciously leaned over and took a look—

"The school has officially resumed, and teachers registered with the original Education Bureau can return to work with their certificates..."

Oh, work!

Huaiyu perked up and then calmed down. She didn't expect this job at all. Just look at the words in her notebook and you could tell that she was like a dog plow, so she probably couldn't be a teacher.

What's more, she even has a current ID card.

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Don’t do it, don’t do it! Whether it was a felon who escaped from prison or a mutated plant that almost killed Zhou Qian, she couldn't defeat any of them. People still have to be self-aware.

The last one -

"Hey, the garrison selection has started? You can register through a military academy or a special ability training institution, or you can register individually..."

Huaiyu was a little ready to make a move.

She didn't want to be a garrison, but she had weird powers. But so far, only Lin Xuefeng had taught her some basic knowledge, and the rest was still based on exploration.

This feeling is quite uncomfortable.

But her heartbeat only lasted for a moment, and soon she remembered more secrets about herself, and she could only sigh sadly.

Because it was Labor Day, it was really dark when I got home. Huaiyu held up a desk lamp and visited the big cub, the second cub, and the little chicken in turn. Then he opened the curtain and squatted in front of Kataro's house:

"Taro, you are so smart, do you feel aggrieved if you keep sleeping here?"

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know you were so smart - do you want to sleep in the house now? I can use a basin to make a nest for you."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh: "If you don't like it to be so simple, I still have a camp bed."

Zhou Qian is so energetic now, all thanks to Ketaro's pills. Looking at it now, Huaiyu only feels that his whole body is shining with the golden light of "The Best Taro in the World", so he naturally tries every means to do good to him.

However, Kataro is a steadfast and representative model worker who endures hardships and endures hardships. Even though it is dark today, he is still holding a pile of bamboo leaves and chewing them slowly.

At this moment, I heard Huai Yu ask this series of questions. Regardless of whether I understand it or not, I would like to spread my wings and think about it first -

It's work! Don't bother.

This kind of expression is naturally not intuitive with language, but Huaiyu seemed to understand it, and smiled again at this moment:

"Okay then. I'll take you farther tomorrow to see what fresh plants there are."

Taro works hard without asking for anything in return, it’s just a small hobby. What else could she do if she didn't support it? If you really can’t afford it, take another trip to Sanqing Mountain!

The tree cocoon she didn't find always felt that it should be very important.

But there is one more important thing right now -

We haven’t gone to the market yet, and we haven’t bought anything now. We can’t cook bean sprout porridge tomorrow, right?

This is so insincere.

Huaiyu thought about it over and over again. Even though he was exhausted from running around for a day, he still walked to the vegetable field with a lantern.

It was a lot of trouble and delay before, but now she had to water the field in a hurry this morning to keep it alive.

But the cowpea vines have already stretched out so long, but the frame has not had time to break down...

Huaiyu silently wrote down what he had to do tomorrow morning. At this moment, he held a cowpea seedling with his hands, and then slowly gushes out the power to induce birth.

There was only one lamp on the ground late at night, and a group of insects, large and small, gradually gathered in the distance, desperately chasing the light source.

While Huaiyu slowly used his ability, he curiously recalled his chat with Zhou Qian today—

"Xiaoyu, your personality is not like that of a child from a happy family - haven't you noticed? Whenever someone treats you well, you want to return it a thousand times."

"Only if you lack support and enough care when you are young, you will cherish all good intentions."

I looked at the backstage blankly. A book friend from Wei Daoer rewarded me with a leader...

Wow!

grateful! The first ally in this book! !

Good night!

It will still be late next door, maybe before one o'clock in the morning. My schedule is a bit messy, so I’ll try to get early tomorrow.