Dressed as a black female supporting role on the Internet, I became popular in Lian Zong

Chapter 62 is not the same as imagined

Sang Yijia hummed and looked at her suspiciously, "Otherwise?"

"But this one is terrible." Yan Ningsi's face wrinkled into a ball, "I saw your Weibo hot search before, and I happened to be in the supermarket again, so I bought it."

"I bit it when I got home!" Yan Ningsi's eyebrows were tightly knit together, and her index finger was also raised up, "Just one bite!"

"I just spit it out."

Sang Yijia was silent for a while, recalling that when she was in the orphanage, the dean's mother bought green hawthorn back, and the children in the orphanage liked it very much because there were fruits.

At that time, Sang Yijia was the first to eat the green hawthorn. At that time, she also frowned. It was hard to believe how the dean's mother could eat it.

Later, Sang Yijia understood that this was the bitterness and difficulty of swallowing life, as long as she swallowed it, there was nothing wrong with it.

After graduating from university, Sang Yijia couldn't help but buy some green hawthorns when she was in a difficult situation. After eating it one bite at a time, she could restore her previous vitality the next day.

Yan Ningsi was still thinking about how Sangyi managed to eat, and then looked at Sangyijia's expression. She was normal, as if she couldn't feel the sourness of the green hawthorn. After a groan, Yan Ningsi frowned and asked, "Jia Jia, you don’t have a sense of taste, do you?”

【? ? ? ? 】

[What kind of magical development is this? 】

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned, they never thought that Yan Ningsi would think of such a reason.

Sang Yijia shook her head lightly, just in time to pack her luggage, closed the suitcase, lifted it up and placed it by her feet, saw the remaining green hawthorn, picked it up and put it on top of the suitcase.

"No, I have a good sense of taste."

However, I prefer the sourness and astringency of hawthorn.

Only in this way can she be reminded all the time how she got out of the orphanage and how she walked all the way.

Sang Yijia bent her lips and smiled, "I packed it up."

"Okay." Yan Ningsi glanced at Sang Yijia unwillingly, and couldn't help asking, "Jiajia, you really didn't lie to me?"

Sang Yijia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What did I lie to you for?"

"That's right." Yan Ningsi hummed, nodded, and thought for a while with her hands on her chin, almost forgetting why she came to Sang Yijia.

"That's right, Jiajia."

"Huh?" Sang Yijia went downstairs lightly with her suitcase, and turned to look at Yan Ningsi who was still on the second floor, "Is there anything else?"

"Eh..." Yan Ningsi forgot, "It's nothing."

Sang Yijia didn't suspect him, and continued downstairs.

Coincidentally, Lu Wenchuan came out of the room, and the eyes of the two met.

Sang Yijia thought of something, "The green hawthorn is delicious, thank you."

"You're welcome." Lu Wenchuan didn't expect to talk about this early in the morning, and was stunned for a while, "It's just as long as you like it."

"Well, I like it very much." Sang Yijia replied.

Yan Ningsi, who was behind, touched the tip of her nose, always feeling that she was superfluous, so she quietly went downstairs and wanted to leave quietly.

However, there are always people who can't see the atmosphere. When Bian He saw her when he entered the door, he said hello, "Didn't you say that you can't carry the suitcase?"

"I'm here to help you."

On the first day of her arrival, Yan Ningsi coquettishly said that the suitcase was very heavy, but now she didn't even mention it?

Bian He felt strange, so he came in to ask, and just happened to see her, so he said it.

Yan Ningsi: "..."

After seeing Sang Yijia carrying the suitcase downstairs with ease, Yan Ningsi suddenly realized that the suitcase was actually not very heavy.

"No, I can. I don't need your help." Yan Ningsi replied with a straight face.

Bian He looked at it strangely, and then found Sang Yijia came down with a suitcase, and saw Lu Wenchuan come out, "Just in time, you both came."

"Put your luggage outside, and you can leave after breakfast later."

"Yeah." Lu Wenchuan responded, and went to look at Sang Yijia's suitcase, "I'll come."

"No, I can." Sang Yijia shook his head and refused, "It's only a few steps away."

"Let's just go together." Sang Yijia took the first step while Lu Wenchuan followed.

Yan Ningsi and Bian He were once again left in the huge living room.

"You really don't need my help?" Bian He asked tentatively.

Yan Ningsi's eyes widened, and she replied very resolutely, "No need!" Then she ran upstairs angrily, forgetting to ask Sang Yijia if her family doctor would follow her all the time.

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After breakfast, Sang Yijia and Lu Wenchuan set off in the same car, both of them were sitting in the back seat, and the cameraman was adjusting the shooting angle in the co-pilot.

Sang Yijia looked bored for a while and saw that the green hawthorn she brought up was hanging on the back of the chair. After blinking, she reached out and took one out of the bag, and took a small bite.

The sour taste instantly filled the whole mouth, and Sang Yijia couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Lu Wenchuan noticed it. He looked at the little green hawthorn, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He really couldn't understand why she liked this kind of green hawthorn that looked like a fruit but wasn't exactly a fruit.

"You..." Lu Wenchuan frowned and asked her, "When did you like it?"

"This?" Sang Yijia looked down at the fruit in his hand, hummed and began to recall.

When the original owner was in high school, there was a poor student who was an excellent student. At that time, she brought back a bag and distributed it to other classmates.

Some students had never seen this kind of fruit, so they took a bite out of curiosity and spit it out on the spot, even throwing the fruit away.

Not only that, but the man also scolded the poor top students.

At that time, the original owner happened to be her tablemate, and took a bite of a green hawthorn. The taste was really unacceptable, but the original owner praised the taste after eating it.

After that, as long as the female classmate had green hawthorn at home, she would bring some to the original owner.

Over time, the original owner really fell in love with it.

Sang Yijia's memories are over, and when he looks at the green hawthorn in his hand, he has to feel that she has so many similarities with the original owner.

No wonder the author at the time said that being careful would get into the novel.

This is her in another world.

But after thinking about it, Sang Yijia felt wrong again. If it was really her, Sang Yijia would not die or live for a man.

There are so many trees in the world, why do you have to hang yourself on one tree?

Sang Yijia couldn't understand, shook his head and answered Lu Wenchuan's question, "My high school classmates brought it to me."

"Every time she has this at home, she will bring me some." To be honest, Sang Yijia feels that the original owner is really kind sometimes, whether it is the deskmate she met in high school or the taxi driver she met later, as long as she can Help, the original owner will find a way to help, she is not like most of the charming girls, she thinks she is superior and mighty.

　small theater:

　　After marriage, Sangsang bought a lot of green hawthorns and came back.

　　Lu Wenchuan saw it and asked his aunt to make sugar water with all the hawthorns.

　　After Sangsang found out, Lu Wenchuan slept in the study for three days~~~
　　(I feel that it would be interesting to draw it as a cartoon~~~quack~~~~)

　　[Ask for tickets~~~Ask for praise~~~The recent tickets are directly reduced by half, QWQ, the result has not come out yet, I don’t know how the PK is going~~~]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)