The Supporting Female Character Is Not Behaving Again

    Meng Changjin felt that his soul was no longer falling, and he was stepping on solid ground, Fang slowly opened his eyes.

    As soon as she opened her eyes, Meng Changjin felt hungry, and she was so dizzy with hunger that at this moment, Meng Changjin felt that she could eat a cow .

    Meng Changjin endured hunger and looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, asked Xiao Si to bring her one of the cakes she had stored.

    Unpacking the package, Meng Changjin began to devour it.

    I can't guarantee whether I can eat a cow, but Meng Changjin ate a two-layer twelve-inch cream cake.

    The hunger disappeared, and Meng Changjin felt a sense of fullness again.

    The client's stomach is already small because of the hunger. She just ate such a big cake at one time, which is too much for this body, so It is completely normal to have this feeling of fullness.

    Meng Changjin touched his full stomach and began to receive the memory of this body.

    After receiving it, Meng Changjin realized that the client's description of hunger and satiety was simply too graceful.

    This is not just a meal of hunger and a full meal, this is simply a meal of hunger, a meal of hunger, a meal of fullness, a meal a day, and there are only a few grains of rice in a bowl of water Clear porridge, no, it doesn't deserve to be called porridge, and the multigrain dumplings the size of a baby's fist.

    The food is not good and the amount is small, but she has to do a lot of work every day without delaying her.

    Hilling hogweed, chopping wood, washing clothes, cooking, she had to do all these jobs.

    So a 14-year-old looks like he is not as big as an 8-year-old, he is thin and small, his arms are so thin that they can be broken with a little force.

    Meng Changjin was thinking about Yu Jiaojiao in the client's memory, one year younger than this body, but because of the love of the whole family, all kinds of good things have been incessant since childhood, and she has become a breast A beauty with **** and a butt, a famous village flower in Ewha Village.

    Meng Changjin looked at the pile of wood that had been chopped, and did not rush back, but handled the cake packaging properly, and then sat on the ground and began to feel whether the world has aura.

    The Yu family are all people with crooked and distorted views. With this dry body, she is afraid that she will die if she is not careful.

    What surprises Meng Changjin is that this world not only has aura for cultivation, but the concentration of aura is more than ten times more than the previous two worlds!

    Meng Changjin immediately began to practice, drawing the spiritual energy into the body, so that the body can retain the spiritual energy.

    Unfortunately, this body's aptitude is not very good, and less than one third of the spiritual power absorbed into the body can remain.

    But something is better than nothing. After two hours, Meng Changjin, who opened his eyes, can already use some spiritual energy.

    With confidence, Meng Changjin returned with the chopped firewood.

    Just as she walked outside the fenced yard, and before she stepped into the gate, Mrs. Yu's face, who noticed Meng Changjin, suddenly sank.

    Meng Changjin completely ignored her sharp and unpleasant voice, pushed open the courtyard door, went in, moved her shoulders, and threw the bundle of firewood on her back to the ground, hitting the ground and making a bump one loud.

    The old lady Yu, who was standing in the yard and yelling, was startled by the loud noise, and the words like the **** girl losing money and money were temporarily stopped.

    Old Mrs. Yu was very angry when she came back today and didn't see that the food was prepared in advance. She was even more angry when she heard the baby granddaughter say she was hungry.

    She waited and waited for Yu Hanzhu, the god-killed dead girl, to come back, so she could only let the second daughter-in-law and the third daughter-in-law cook.

    But Yu Hanzhu has been doing laundry and cooking since she was five years old. They haven't been in the stove to cook for nearly ten years, and the fire can't start it. After half a day, it slowly started to look like it.

    The baby and granddaughter kept screaming and hungry, and when she saw the kitchen in a mess, the old lady couldn't wait for the volcano to erupt. Han Zhu, the god-killed dead girl, finally came back, how could the old lady bear it, she started to curse with her hands on her hips.

     Meng Changjin didn't seem to hear the old lady's unpleasant swearing.

    She gave the old lady a cold look, ignored her, and walked into the client's room.

    It is said that the room is really excessively beautified, but it is actually a firewood room.

      The dirty quilt of the color was where she slept.

    The old lady was stunned by Meng Changjin's cold look, and she only felt furious after reacting.

    Seeing that Meng Changjin dared to ignore her, she trembled with anger.

      , a long memory."

    The old lady's voice was really loud, so not only Meng Changjin could hear it clearly, but also other people who didn't come out in the room could hear it clearly.

    For example, the original mother and third aunt who were cooking in the stove, heard the old lady's scolding voice, the third aunt Yu Liu said strangely: "Second sister-in-law, look, you Jia Hanzhu is so angry with her mother, you don’t know how to teach her well, and I won’t cook dinner today, and I have to work hard all day to get a hot meal, so I have to make it myself.”

    Yu Li, the mother of another client, heard Yu Liu's complaint, and she felt ashamed and at the same time she also blamed Yu Hanzhu.

    If Yu Hanzhu made dinner as early as before today, she would not have to be complained by her sister-in-law, nor would she have to cook in this smoky stove.

    I haven't cooked for nearly ten years, and she is also born by hand, so she stumbles.

    "I'll teach her well at night." I complained about my daughter again and again, and apologized again.

    "Yes." Yu Li responded.

    On the other side, unlike the dark and damp firewood house, Yu Jiaojiao's room was neat and bright. She was sitting in front of the dresser with the bronze mirror standing at this time and heard Yu Hanzhu being scolded. , the corner of his mouth raised an arc.

    At this moment, the angry voice of the old lady outside stopped abruptly, followed by a trembling voice: "You, what do you want to do, I am your milk , if you dare to hurt me, you are unfilial."