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Six Years After the Catastrophe, I Built a Farm by Sprouting Soybeans – CH128

Give a Man Face

Chapter 128: Give a Man Face

Fenda’s face instantly turned sour.

Chen Sheng raised an eyebrow, then turned to him and said, “You’re right, you’re still a kid. Go wait outside for a while.”

Fenda got even angrier, his face turning bright red, but he obediently followed her orders and left quietly under Chen He’s smug gaze.

With a soft “click,” the door to the testing room was gently closed.

Only then did Chen He give a mocking smile: “A Xing, I’m not saying anything, but the team rules should be—”

Suddenly, he bent his back, curling his whole body into a shrimp-like position, clutching his stomach with an expression of agony, “You…”

Chen Sheng frowned and then precisely punched him in the side of his stomach, “Why are you eating leftover food? Your mouth stinks.”

Afterward, she turned around and gently held him, one hand tenderly covering Chen He’s mouth.

Then she raised her leg and kicked his shin hard—

“Ugh—”

Chen He’s body stiffened instantly like a fish on a cutting board, his eyes wide open, but no matter how much he tried to pull at Chen Sheng’s slim arm, she remained as solid as an iron tower.

The sharp pain from his leg slowly turned into the sound of his girlfriend’s voice in his ears:

“Do you think you’ve been given face?”

“If we hadn’t been neighbors since childhood and you were considerate and knowledgeable in bed… you think you could eat free meals every day and still blindly point fingers?”

“Fenda, despite being a little kid, has blocked mutated plants for me.”

“And you? Hiding in the car and acting tough?”

“This time, it was also him who helped you, or you’d have been injured. Am I spoiling you too much? You don’t even have special abilities, and you dare look down on them?”

“You still want me to throw a wedding for you and have kids… Chen He, a man should have self-awareness.”

After speaking, she grabbed his collar, yanked him up, straightened him out, and gently smoothed the wrinkles in his shirt, “My mom says, girls should give their partners face when outside—did I give you enough?”

Chen He’s face went pale, sweat dripping down in large beads. His stomach and legs were in excruciating pain, yet he kept nodding, too scared to speak.

“If you think I’ve given enough face, then from now on, be more obedient—okay?”

She smiled softly, but her eyes were frosty: “Can you do that?”

The door to the testing room opened again, and Chen Sheng stepped out, patting Fenda’s head as she passed, “Little kid, don’t listen to nonsense. Go back and continue with the testing.”

Fenda nodded obediently and entered the room again, his orange jacket resembling a fiery flame, lighting up the whole testing room.

As for Chen He, still curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach and unable to utter a sound, he didn’t even get a glance.

Meanwhile, Chen Sheng, just out of the testing room, heard what sounded like Huai Yu calling from the warehouse, so she quickly ran over.

She found Huai Yu desperately patting Uncle Zaozi’s back, who was gasping for air, trying to recover from what seemed like near-death.

“I… I’m still alive…”

Huai Yu chuckled helplessly: “Uncle Zaozi, what exactly happened to you?”

She glanced around on the ground, her gaze landing on the half-eaten peach near Chen Sheng’s feet, and couldn’t help but be speechless.

Although she had intended to provoke him earlier, it really only took a few words, and Uncle Zaozi couldn’t resist tasting it?

Uncle Zaozi regretted it deeply!

“This is the first time I’ve seen a mutation that tastes bad… I really wanted to know what was so bad about it…”

Huai Yu: …

How should she put it? This answer was absurd, but thinking about Uncle Zaozi’s personality, it didn’t seem too outrageous.

She pondered for a moment and then asked:

“Do you know now? What’s so bad about it? Tell us more!”

At this point, even Chen Sheng stepped forward, eagerly watching him.

Since the peach had been tested, no one in the team dared to touch it. Even with a mutation value of 27, it was clear how terrible it tasted. And yet, Uncle Zaozi ate it…

Chen Sheng’s expression turned serious, “If you had the guts to do this yesterday, I wouldn’t have hit you.”

Uncle Zaozi took a deep breath and was about to recall the moment when that peach entered his mouth and exploded with an indescribable, cosmic-like flavor, but he suddenly collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest and dry-heaving.

“Ugh—”

He dry-heaved for a while, then waved his hand in distress: “Don’t mention it, really, don’t mention it—ugh!!!”

Huai Yu: …

Chen Sheng: …

The two of them both made disgusted faces and took two steps back. Chen Sheng thought for a moment, then went out and brought Uncle Zaozi a bottle of water.

Meanwhile, Uncle Zaozi was rinsing his mouth. Seeing Huai Yu still seriously sifting through the junk, Chen Sheng said, “Little Yu, if you find something you like, feel free to take it. Don’t mind what Chen He said. I’ve already taught him a lesson.”

Huai Yu looked up, “How did you teach him?”

Chen Sheng grinned, “Men, a good beating makes them obedient.”

“That’s not okay.” Huai Yu shook her head seriously, “Domestic violence is wrong. It’s wrong for both men and women.”

“Is it?” Chen Sheng’s expression grew cold, and she gently touched Huai Yu’s face, “You’re still young, don’t set your morals too high in this world, or you’ll have a hard time.”

Huai Yu still shook her head, “Anyway, it’s not okay to hit people.”

“Also, Lin… well, my brother taught me that when dealing with enemies, you need to be decisive and cut off the root.”

“Don’t give small people the chance to drag you down.”

“Star sister, if you really have to hit, do it quietly, and make sure they’re dead. Otherwise, I’m worried they’ll cause trouble when you’re on a mission.”

This time, it was Chen Sheng’s turn to be speechless.

Uncle Zaozi, who had just finished rinsing his mouth, coughed loudly, then turned his head to look at Huai Yu, “Little Yu, which brother taught you that?!”

“My really great brother!” Huai Yu said confidently: “And I think it makes a lot of sense.”

Uncle Zaozi paused and whispered: “Actually, I think it makes sense, but now the penalties are severe. If you kill someone casually, these people won’t end up well…”

Chen Sheng laughed: “How could that happen? We’re law-abiding good people—Chen He does quite well with logistics, don’t worry, I’ve got it under control.”

After a pause, she added: “By the way, Little Yu, those tea balls you have look really good. A mutation value of 5.3—if you can maintain that quality, I’ll buy them all at 10 points each.”

“Don’t think the price is low, because if you agree, I’ll take all this junk and deliver it to your home.”

Huai Yu’s eyes instantly lit up.

Six Years After the Catastrophe, I Built a Farm by Sprouting Soybeans

Six Years After the Catastrophe, I Built a Farm by Sprouting Soybeans

灾后第六年,我靠发豆芽攒下农场
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Huai Yu, who remembers nothing, walks out of the forest to discover a world that has endured six years of disaster. The city lies in ruins, and everything requires rebuilding. She is given 600 mu of land (about 100 acres) and a handful of soybeans. Note: There are supernatural abilities, but the focus is on farming—this is a pure farming story.

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