Let You Be A Cannon Fodder, And You Catch The Heroine Easily?

Chapter 528: The Controlled Life 1

Jiang Feng is a task person who has experienced so many worlds. At this time, when he saw this woman's abnormal state, he almost understood that most of the tasks in this world were related to her.

The woman in front of her was wearing a patchwork blouse.

It looks like Taobao clothes costing 20 yuan a piece.

All over the body, almost all of them are the cheapest styles of Pin Xixi.

Even the jeans are white.

All of his hands are covered with calluses, and the whole person seems to be bent over by life.

It is like a bow that has been drawn to the full, so tight that it seems to be broken at any time.

And he glanced at his clothes and shoes.

Shoes are designer styles.

At first glance, it is a pair of thousand to one.

Although it is not very expensive, it is obviously the best thing she can afford.

Jiang Feng was silent for a while, then sighed, "Mom, let's eat first."

Miao Lan was unrelenting, staring at him, "Did you hear what I said! Don't play with that little fat guy, he'll be useless in the future, and I've gone to investigate him, he knows how to play every day. Games, you can't learn from him badly!

"Mom, I'm hungry."

hungry?

As soon as he heard that he was hungry, Miao Lan reluctantly sat down at the dining table, "Okay, let's eat then."

When Jiang Feng saw the dishes on the table, he couldn't say enough.

The whole table is divided into two.

On his side, it's all meat and vegetables.

It looks like a lot of effort.

There is even a bowl of very light medicinal food.

But on Miao Lan's own side, it's just a bowl of chili sauce and soy sauce bibimbap.

She very skillfully brought the moldy tofu and chili sauce to the rice, and after stirring it, she started eating.

While eating, she said, "The price of things is getting more and more expensive now. You will cost me a lot of money for the cram school you signed up for in the school in the future, so don't waste it!!""

"And the painting you mentioned earlier, your mother has sold your drawing board and those things, you have to study hard at this age, and don't engage in these crooked things.

crooked way?

When he heard these four words, Jiang Feng frowned, "Mom, painting is not a crooked way! Don't talk nonsense.

After he spoke, he ate a mouthful of spare ribs, and was stunned.

The ribs were almost unsalted and light enough to almost fade out the bird.

"Mom, you didn't put salt?"

Not only is there no salt, but it seems that soy sauce has not been added.

It tastes bland.

Just like boiled water.

Even Jiang Feng, who has no appetite, can't eat it.

Taste like chewing wax.

But before he could say a few words, Miao Lan in front of him slammed his chopsticks.

Her face turned dark, looking at him as if she was looking at a scumbag who didn't know how to cherish food and had no conscience.

The anger was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Mom worked so hard to save you money to buy ribs, how come you don't know how to forgive mom's hard work!?"

She stood up, Jiang Feng's words were like breaking the last string of her tense nerves.

The daily fatigue, not eating well, and saving money for her son's hard work made Miao Lan explode.

"Mom saves money every day and even if she refuses to eat it, she will let you eat well!"

"After so many years, after your father ran away with the mistress outside, I worked so hard to bring you up by myself!"

"The money is only enough to buy a pound of meat every day. I don't eat a piece of it myself to save you. You are good, and now you are picky!"

"What kind of painting do you want to learn? How can mom have so much money to enroll you in cram schools! I hope you can get into the best university in the country and do better than that junior's son! Give me hope !"5

"But what about you? You learn to paint and play with those who don't learn well! You went to bed at eleven o'clock yesterday! Didn't your mother tell you to study until the early morning every day and sleep?"

Miao Lan's mouth was pounding like a machine gun and never stopped...

The entire pair of eyes were covered with red blood.

Jiang Feng was emotionally stable, and his tone was flat, "Mom, I mean, this meat tastes better with a little salt and soy sauce.

His words just finished, smack—

The whole table was patted.

Jiang Feng was taken aback by her startling personality.

"what do you mean!?"

Miao Lan stared at him with red eyes, "Mom is all for your own good 5.3, eating too much of soy sauce and salt is bad for your health! Do you think it tastes bad?

"It's good to have something to eat, this is the hard-earned money that my mother earned by setting up a stall, and my mother doesn't even have to eat meat! Mother is for your own good!!

Jiang Feng frowned tightly, a little impatient.

He put the bowl on the table, "I'm a little tired, I'll go to rest for a while, and let me wash the bowl."5

After he finished speaking, he entered the room directly, ready to receive the memory first.

But when he entered the room, when he saw the room in front of him, he was speechless.