The flower-growing soul has an uncertain identity, only farming is stable

"Meng Keke! What are you doing?!"

A loud shout was heard and everyone looked over. Gu Shuili rushed over to block the other side, staring at Meng Ke as if he was guarding against a wolf.

Meng Ke was speechless for three seconds, then picked up a chicken leg from the plate in his hand like a fool and started to chew it.

Don't argue with fools.

The therapist behind Gu Shuili weakly poked his head out to explain, "Gu Shuili, Meng Ke didn't do anything to me."

"Really?"

Gu Shuili didn't believe it. He clearly saw Meng Ke trying to flirt with his classmate.

The therapist was afraid that Meng Ke would be misunderstood, so he poked the classmate next to him and said, "Classmate, please help me prove that what I said is true."

The classmate next to me had just finished eating and nodded while wiping his mouth.

"Alright! Then why are you trying to steal my chicken leg? I only have one!"

Gu Shuili continued to yell at Meng Ke.

Meng Ke had just finished eating a chicken leg and had a bone in her hand. Seeing that he was angry, she handed it back to him, which almost made Gu Shuili fall over in anger.

Seeing that the seat next to him was empty, Gu Shuili lifted his leg and sat down, completing the action of picking up two chopsticks before Meng Ke could react.

"Why did you steal my braised pork?"

Meng Ke was angry and reached out for her chopsticks, but Gu Shuili, who had been on guard, dodged her with the plate.

"Hey hey! My short arms can't reach it."

Seeing that the two were about to fight, two stacked food containers blocked their view: "Meng Ke, please put these two boxes away quickly."

Meng Ke turned around and put on an innocent look in an instant: "There's no way to take back what you've given away."

"But, but the instructor told me not to accept gifts."

Meng Ke pointed at her face and said, "Look at it! It's so badly injured. As a good classmate, can you bear it? Treat it. I asked you to treat it this time. You must accept the gift."

Seeing that Meng really didn't intend to take the gift back, the therapist classmate had to compromise: "Okay! I'll accept it, but your gift is too expensive. If you need treatment during training, you can come to me."

Meng Ke's eyes sparkled, "What a good man!" She tried to shake his hand, but he was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand and put it under the table, dropping his chopsticks to the ground.

Meng Ke withdrew her hand awkwardly: "Don't be afraid, classmate. I will never shake hands with you without your consent. Here, I made this pair of chopsticks by myself. They are washed and clean. You can use these."

Mengke was very enthusiastic, and the therapist classmate felt very uncomfortable. Unable to refuse her kindness, he used the chopsticks Mengke provided.

After finishing his meal, He Facai came to see Meng Ke and immediately saw the pair of beautifully carved chopsticks: "Don't tell me you carved these chopsticks."

Meng Ke had just finished her meal when she looked up and saw He Facai pointing his finger at her benefactor. She slapped his hand away in dissatisfaction: "Who are you pointing at? Is it polite? He's my benefactor, understand?"

He Facai gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't seen the wood carving that I was promised, but he has carved exquisitely carved chopsticks for eating. You are too biased!"

Meng Ke squinted at him and said, "He's the one who saved me from danger. How can you, a mere person who shared my supplies, compare to me?"

Seeing the benefactor across from him stop eating and look at the chopsticks in his hand, Meng Ke switched to a sincere face in a second: "It's just an ordinary pair of chopsticks. Aren't chopsticks used for eating? Don't listen to his nonsense!"

The therapist classmate was very well-mannered. He nodded slightly and continued to finish the food in front of him. When he looked up, he saw a pair of bright eyes.

"Classmate, can I help you wash these chopsticks?"

Meng Ke gave him a warning look, and He Facai immediately said, "After we wash them, how about we each have one?"

The therapist wasn't stupid. On the contrary, he was very smart, but he wasn't as good as He Facai. He swallowed hard and said weakly, "Sorry! I need to wash these chopsticks and return them to Meng Ke."

"you're so dumb!"

He Facai looked at Xiaobai with an expression: "If she gave it to you, it's yours. Why would you give it to her? Don't give it to me! If you really can't, throw it away and I'll pick it up after you, okay?"

He has already chosen the auction house for the pair of chopsticks.

"Do not……"

Seeing that the therapist was about to refuse, He Facai quickly covered his mouth and whispered in his ear, "I'll send this pair of chopsticks to an auction house, and we'll split the proceeds 30% to 70%."

The therapist's eyes widened. He didn't expect that the secretary that Meng Ke borrowed for dinner could actually be sold at the auction house. Was he worthy of it?

Poverty is motivation. The therapist pushed He Facai away and carefully checked whether there were any bite marks on the chopsticks. Seeing that there were no marks, he breathed a sigh of relief and was glad that he had good table manners.

"Meng Ke, thank you! My name is Lian Ye. Can I add you as my friend on the optical brain? I'll return the chopsticks to you after I clean them."

Meng Shihe heard this as he approached. He glanced at the chopsticks and found something wrong. He leaned in to confirm it again before correcting them: "These are bamboo chopsticks, made of a very common plant on Ancient Blue Star. However, after humans entered the interstellar age, bamboo became extinct because they could not survive."

The therapist's hands trembled when he heard this, but He Facai's eyes lit up surprisingly. It's out of print! Out of print is good! It's a plant-based out of print plus a finely carved item. It's simply too valuable. I've got it! I've got it!

Meng Ke knocked on the table with her finger behind her back: "That's enough, it's just a pair of chopsticks for eating, is it as precious as my face?"

Meng Ke pointed at her disfigured face, which was still in pain. If she hadn't been worried about the side effects of the medicine, she would have shown off one long ago.

A trace of heartache flashed in Meng Shihe's eyes. He took out a healing potion and handed it over: "Drink it!"

Meng Ke turned away and said, "There are side effects. I won't drink it!"

My sister was right. All potions have side effects. If my sister doesn't want to drink it, then she doesn't have to. Even though it hurt to see her face, Meng Shihe still put the potion away.

He Facai couldn't empathize with Meng Ke at all: "You women are just so pretentious!"

Meng Ke sneered and threw something towards He Facai, who subconsciously caught it: "What is this?"

"It's what I promised to give you."

"That's it!?"

He Facai waved the thing in his hand with a look of disgust.

"Don't pay me back!"

He Facai really wanted to return it.

But Meng Ke's next sentence was: "I have already given you what I promised you. If you don't want to give it back to me, it has nothing to do with me."

He immediately put it in his arms. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and it is impossible to return it.

He Facai collected it too quickly, and Gu Shuili didn't see it clearly. He asked Meng Ke, "What did you give him?"

Meng Shihe had sharp eyes and saw clearly: "It should be a peace locket."

Meng Ke smiled wickedly: "Yeah! This is the first time I use wood to make a peace locket. He Facai, are you happy?"

He Fa Cai was very unhappy, but he didn't dare to lose his temper because he was thinking about how to get the wood carving he wanted.

Lian Ye asked Meng Ke: "Where are you receiving treatment?"

Meng Ke didn't understand: "Does treatment require any environment?"

"I'm fine with anything. I don't have any requirements."

Long Yue disappeared from Gu Shuili right after he finished his meal. He came over after he finished his meal and said, "Lian Ye is the head of the healing department. She's amazing!"

Lian Ye felt a little embarrassed by the praise, and without waiting for Meng Ke to get up and come over, she ran around the table to treat Meng Ke.

Meng Ke didn't expect Lian Ye to be so kind. He not only healed her face, but also the injuries on her body.

What should I do? I really want to hire Lian Ye as my own personal therapist!

After recovering from his injury, he added Lianye’s light brain account, and He Facai also joined over. Finally, the few of them formed a group.

They went out and took out their flying devices to go to the training ground. Meng Ke saw He Facai jump into the belly of a flying panda. Without thinking, Meng Ke rushed over, grabbed He Facai and pulled him down: "You are not allowed to use the flying panda!"

"Why?"

He Facai shook off Meng Ke's hand with his elbow.

Uh! This dream is hard to explain. Could it be attributed to my possessiveness towards my own panda?

No! So she jumped into the egg-shaped aircraft as if nothing had happened and started it.

He Facai was so angry that he jumped up and down. This guy was crazy. He Facai was so angry that he drove the Panda Speeding car to chase him. Meng Ke couldn't hear the cursing through the transparent cover.

When the flying car landed, He Facai had calmed down. He approached Meng Ke with a smile and asked, "Do you like the Panda Speed ​​Car? I'll give it to you!"

Meng Ke squinted at him and said, "If someone is being too attentive for no reason, he's either a traitor or a thief!"

"Eh? You can't say that. We call this reciprocity and promoting traditional culture."

Meng Ke didn't want to pay attention to him: "I want a Panda Speeder. I won't customize one myself. I want your second-hand one."

He Facai's smile gradually turned cunning: "This flying car of mine is new, just opened today, if you don't believe me, just look!"

After saying that, he turned on the computer and placed all the evidence in front of Meng Ke.

"So your flying car is used to hang me? Tell me! What do you want?"

"A wooden one, take it or leave it, and you can't drive a panda-shaped car anymore."

He Facai was about to laugh at her wild imagination when he saw a Samoyed half a person's height squatting in front of Meng Ke.

"it is good!"

He Facai was seduced by the Samoyed, and the matter was settled.

The two of them quickly completed the transfer paperwork for the speeding car. Meng saw him preparing to head to the Planting Department's training area and couldn't help but ask, "Whatever you dig up will kill you. Why are you so desperate to go to the Planting Department?"

He Facai started by saying, "You, a planter, can't think of going to the individual soldier department, so why can't I go to the planting department?"

Meng Ke stared at the Samoyed in his arms and smiled meaningfully. He Facai thought Meng Ke was going to snatch it away, so he quickly put it into the folding compartment of his computer.

Unexpectedly, Meng Ke had no intention of rushing forward to grab it. Instead, he slowly said, "Actually, this dog was carved for you. But since you don't behave like a human being, I'll use a peace locket to trick you. How about that? We've reached the same destination by different means. Are you happy?"

He Facai was furious: "You black-hearted bastard!"

He originally wanted to exchange his flying car for a precious sculpture to be auctioned, so that the middleman could make a profit from the difference.

But this wicked man used the peace locket to get rid of him, and he couldn't bear to part with the dog wood carving. He couldn't just put the peace locket up for auction, right?!

Ahhh! So angry! This woman just did it, why did she tell him!

Meng Ke packed up the Panda Speedster and left contentedly. It was another beautiful day.

The afternoon training session was long with a break in the middle. Meng Ke was not familiar with her classmates and was a girl, so she was being watched by everyone in the training ground. No one dared to come up and chat with her.

Two or three instructors gathered not far away looked over here and shook their heads. They were indeed freshmen who knew nothing. When they became old and ugly seniors, they would realize how painful it was to miss out on the ignorant junior schoolmates.

In fact, lone wolves like Meng Ke are exceptions. There are several other girls in the training ground, all of whom are carefully served by their husbands and suitors. No one on Meng Ke's side dares to take the lead for fear of arousing public anger.

As soon as the training ended that day, Meng Ke rushed out, but was stopped by Qingyou who was prepared.

"Meng Ke, I've compiled the information about the students who went to support us on the rescue ship. Do you have time to take a look now?"

Meng Ke looked around. It was a bit noisy here, and she couldn't finish her conversation for a while. "Let's find a more suitable place to talk. And call Long Yue over as well."

When Long Yue received the video message from Meng Ke, Gu Shuili was dragging him to watch the game.

"That defeated general of He Facai still refuses to give in. Come on! Long Yue! I'll show you how I beat He Facai into submission!"

Long Yue ignored Gu Shuili's wild laughter and parked his car on the side of the road: "Go to the competition venue by yourself! I have something else to do!"

Gu Shuili couldn't believe it: "What could be more important than fighting!"

Long Yue was helpless: "You are the one who is fighting, not me. I have something important to do. Get out of the car quickly."

Gu Shuili refused to get out of the car. In order to prevent Long Yue from kicking him down, he grabbed the handrail and gave Long Yue a provocative look, saying, "If you have the guts, kick me along with the handrail."

This racing car was a birthday gift from his father. It had been modified and he liked it very much, so he naturally didn't want to damage it.

Helpless, he could only drive Gu Shui away to the location Meng Ke had sent him: "You're not going to the competition, and you didn't tell He Facai?"

"No! Just tell him to wait. I'll let him beat me once without fighting. He'll be so happy!"