Mystery Makes Me Strong

This is really a piece of chicken feathers.

Zhao Han also hurried forward and pulled Zheng Chun, who wanted to slap Wang Wenwen two more times, "If you have something to say, don't hit anyone."

Of course she wants to look at her classmates.

Zheng Chun struggled a few times, but didn't struggle to open, and said angrily: "You let go, don't think that you are aliens, there is nothing special! Now it is the world of our normal people, you aliens, put them in medieval and ancient Europe, They're all witches to be burned!"

Zhao Han was stunned for a moment. For the first time, she faced the undisguised jealousy, malice and hatred of ordinary people.

"What are you talking about, Xiaochun, don't talk like that!" Zheng Banhe suddenly turned around and shouted loudly.

"Just your son-in-law, how dare you yell at me?" Zheng Chun suddenly slapped Zheng Banhe in the face!

Zhao Han suddenly realized that this woman is a **** to anyone.

"A man who doesn't have enough to eat and can't do anything, dare to yell at me!" Zheng Chun repeated to Zheng Banhe again.

"You, you..." Zheng Banhe was so angry that he was speechless.

At this time, a voice sounded in the living room: "What's the matter, it's so noisy? Don't let people sleep in on weekends?" Wen Rende walked out while yawning.

When Zheng Chun saw the outsider, she lowered her voice and said to Wang Wenwen, "Go back with me."

"I'm not going back!" Wang Wenwen said stubbornly.

Zheng Chun said fiercely, "Do you care whether your grandfather is dead or alive?"

Wang Wenwen glared at her: "I'll have someone pull me here to see if I'm sick. Anyway, I don't want to see your family."

"Okay, you're fine!"

Zheng Chun heard Rende come over, and the other party swayed and looked like a successful man. After all, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and turned around and left.

Zheng Banhe looked helpless and said, "Wenwen, I'm sorry, she has such a temper. This gentleman, I'm so sorry for causing trouble to your family."

After speaking, he bowed deeply to Wen Rende.

Wen Rende glanced at him, there was a big red slap print on the other's face, and Wang Wenwen was on the left and right, very symmetrical, and smiled sympathetically: "It's okay, it's not your fault. Stay and have a meal with Wenwen. Now, if you chase it back, you will be scolded, and you will be beaten if you don't do it right."

Zheng Banhe glanced at each other, and his eyes almost burst into tears. He was really a confidant!

"Then I'll cause you trouble," Zheng Banhe said, pushing another box that he was holding in his right hand, "This is a special product from our hometown in the north, please accept it, it was originally intended to thank you all. Taking care of Wenwen, now it's an apology."

Wen Rende smiled, took the box, and welcomed Zheng Banhe into the living room.

So the two men were talking in the living room, while Zhao Han took Wang Wenwen to the balcony on the second floor and gave her face bruise medicine.

"It's okay, that **** still doesn't hurt me. It's really annoying, it's all my uncle's fault for stopping me, otherwise I'll have to kick back." Wang Wenwen rubbed his fat face and said angrily.

Zhao Han worried: "If you kick her, I'm afraid you will kick her bad. Your uncle is good to you."

She now understands why Wang Wenwen said she was missing at first, and then went to see Zheng Banhe when she heard that Zheng Banhe was coming, because Zheng Banhe was really kind to her.

If you really want to kick or even kill ordinary people, Wang Wenwen may face severe punishment.

Although she was beaten first, the result was the same.

"No, I can't get out of this tone. Isn't there surveillance at home? I have to sue her!" Wang Wenwen said bitterly.

"Then you don't understand your uncle's mood?" Zhao Han touched his head.

"Hmph, if I can lock her up, my uncle will definitely be happy if he doesn't say anything. Only my grandparents will be sad." Wang Wenwen lowered his voice.

Although her grandfather regarded her as a tool girl to carry on the lineage, she was still good to her.

A few years ago, he also allocated his 3,000 mu farm in the countryside to her name in advance, saying that he was afraid that one day he would not come up in one breath and the things would not be distributed to her.

Although she didn't care about the three thousand acres of land, she still had to remember it.

"Oh, yes, the relationship is sad." Zhao Han said very understandingly.

Wang Wenwen said with a headache: "It's called a clean official's housework. What kind of relationship is it sad? What are you talking about?"

"Oh, I just said one less word, the family relationship is very sad." Zhao Han said embarrassingly.

"Hmph, that's how a fight with a close relationship is like this. People who talk too much about face scruples can't fight hard, so whoever has the lowest bottom line and whoever is the most rogue can win. Just like my uncle, do you think he doesn't want a divorce? He Don't dare to leave, he told me before,"

"My sister-in-law is cruel. He mentioned divorce once, and Zheng Chun ran to his work unit to make trouble, smashing his laptop and business trips. The people in the police station had no choice but to bring him with him. I went back to mediate and compensated for the matter. But the compensation was finally deducted from my uncle's salary..." Wang Wenwen said bitterly.

"Uh..." Zhao Han can't imagine such a woman, making trouble at her husband's unit, how embarrassing it would be.

But she did see such examples on the Internet. Just like there are very vicious men, in this world, good people have no gender, and equally vicious people have no gender.

"Hey, if the teacher encounters such a thing, what will he do?" Zhao Han subconsciously remembered someone who had been away from home for several weeks.

Wang Wenwen held her head, her head hurting to death, her eyes lit up when she heard this, and then she felt sad again.

"Don't tell him, so that he won't laugh at me again and tell my mother." She said, picking up the small biscuits on the balcony table next to her, turning grief into appetite, and eating them fiercely.

Zhao Han smiled "hehe", then turned around and took out a few bags of walnut milk from his bedroom, put it in the other's hand, and sneaked away.

Of course Wang Wenwen knew what she was going to do, and a touch of warmth flashed in his eyes.

It is really rare to have such a really good friend for you, because more people are watching your jokes as a meal.

…………

At this time, Wen Rensheng was driving home.

Wu Liansong was sitting in the back row, and the other party was holding two big trophies, smiling from ear to ear.

The trophy has a gold texture and a silver texture. Of course, it cannot be pure. It is not that the inspector is stingy, but pure gold and silver are too soft and difficult to shape.

It is engraved with "First-Class Merit for Suppressing Super-Class Natural Disasters" and "Second-Class Merit for Suppressing Super-Class Natural Disasters".

"Hey, I finally got such a thing. I used to be jealous of Lao Zhao every day. Now I have it too. The key is so easy to get." He said happily, carefully touching the silver trophy.

"If you have an honor, you must put it down. It only represents the past, and you must continue to look forward." Wen Rensheng said boldly.

Wu Liansong said with contempt: "Cut, you, the No. 1 person, don't speak rude words. When you were choosing the prize, you went to the backstage to choose a book by yourself. It's mysterious, what kind of book is it?"

"Books that can only be read on the spot are kept in mind and cannot be spread." Wen Rensheng's mouth twitched, recalling that book, he felt that he really earned it this time.

The Beginnings and Taboos of Mystic Healing.

"Using mystical power to treat the human body and prolong life is the dream of xenogeneic people since ancient times. It is also a difficult and complex project. If there is no medical xenogeneic, this is for the vast majority of xenogeneic people. They are all forbidden arts, private study of professors is forbidden, and personal research is even more forbidden.”

"The institutions that manage xenogeneic people in various countries do not know how many xenogeneic people who are privately researching therapeutic techniques have been executed in history, because if it is not strictly controlled, there will be a very terrifying situation."

"Only the most trusted aliens~www.wuxiamtl.com~ can learn this skill, and they must report the progress regularly and accept supervision."

This is very normal. In modern medicine, I have never heard of anyone who is allowed to study those difficult medical technologies in private, but they have to be researched by qualified doctors in regular hospitals.

Wen Rensheng flashed those words in his mind, and at this moment, the phone suddenly rang.

Because he was driving, he connected the phone directly via bluetooth.

"I'm Wen Rensheng, what's the matter?"

"Teacher, I am Zhao Han, when will you be back?"

"I am on my way home."

"Oh, it's like this..."

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he nodded and said, "Understood, this problem is not easy to solve, so let's solve the person who created the problem."

Zhao Han, who heard his words, and Wu Liansong in the car had nothing to say.