Meng Busan turned his head, looked tolerant and sad, and nodded slightly to the fat boss, "Hello."

The fat boss was stunned for a moment, "Didn't your mother have long been...oh!"

He realized something and turned around and looked at Meng Busan carefully.

This time I met Meng Busan.

Meng Busan showed him a gentle and sad smile.

The fat boss was stunned for a moment.

Meng Busan slowly stretched out his hand.

He immediately held it with both hands and did not let go of it when he held it.

He looked at Meng Busan and said blankly: "I really didn't expect it...ah, no, I should have thought of it a long time ago, no wonder! No wonder!"

Meng Busan frowned, his eyes red, and looked embarrassed.

Then, he turned around and glared at Shang Jia fiercely.

Shang Jia subconsciously took a step forward, held the fat boss's hand, and broke away the "mother's" hand.

Meng Bu took a few steps and held his wrist.

Shang Jia glanced at it and found that there were light red marks on it.

Shang Jia: He is really a fragile mother NPC!

This trial field is really enough! Why did you find a mother for yourself for no reason? Fortunately, there are two other people who are suffering the same pain as him. I really hope that those two "brothers" are also trialists, so that their psychology can be balanced.

The fat boss smiled and said, "Sorry, sorry, it's because your mother is so charming."

Shang Jia's mouth twitched.

Although he was telling the truth, he always felt that something was strange.

The fat boss greeted him again and left.

Shang Jia looked at the "Little Mom" ​​who was still hunching her head down and silently.

He scratched his neck and stumbled, "You, are you okay?"

Meng Busan slowly shook his head, and then, his eyes were red and his head ran away without looking back.

Shang Jia subconsciously wanted to chase him, but was stopped by the salesperson.

"What are you doing?" He looked indifferent and had no intention of paying attention to such ordinary NPCs.

The salesperson rolled his eyes and smiled, "Customer, your mother has taken the goods but hasn't paid yet."

Shang Jia: "She is not my mother!"

The salesperson looked "Who are you lying to?"

Shang Jia rubbed his cheeks, "Okay, isn't it just paying!"

His current identity is the eldest son of a rich family, and he will never be unable to afford it.

He rushed to chase "Xiaoma", and his hands were rumbling around his body. However, he didn't have a dime in his clothes. Not only did he have no cash, he didn't even have a bank card.

Fuck the eldest master! What kind of young master is this who is cleaner than a face!

Shang Jia stopped moving little by little.

The smile on the salesperson's face slowly closed.

She hugged her arms and sneered, "Can't she be a lie?"

Shangjia: "..."

Grass!

Being cheated!

The author has something to say: I will continue to write the plot later, and I will change the QAQ bit by bit in the previous settings

I would like to reiterate here that the main theme of this article is positive, with friends accompanying Meng Busan to get out of the trough, cure his illness, and finally gain happiness.

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Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution from 2020-07-0702:22:06~2020-07-0818:11:20~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: one Civil Affairs Bureau No. 1, District 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 Civil Affairs Bureau No. 1, District 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 3710 bottles; 4 bottles for dyeing night; QAQ1 bottle;
Chapter completed!