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Chapter 830 The truth has been discovered!(2/2)

"What do you think of Guangqiang? Let me tell you!" After the old farmer came in and saw Wu Jun, he turned to Wu Guangqiang and said.

"Old man, what did you say?" Wu Jun was confused.

The farmer said unceremoniously: "I said you must be lazy at home. Your dad still doesn't believe me. He said you are still stuck in traffic and haven't come home yet. No, I guessed it right."

"I can't be considered lazy..." Wu Jun said forcefully, "Besides, the farmer and dad are in charge of the work on the farm. I'm completely at ease. There's no need to go over and point fingers, right?"

"Strong words." The farmer shook his head and smiled, no longer arguing with Wu Jun about these trivial matters.

"Didn't your mother say we'd come back together?" Wu Guangqiang changed the subject lightly from the side.

"I called her when I came here and told her that I would come back until Sunday." Wu Jun said, "My mother said that Aunt Wang and the others in the village would go to the market to buy things on Sunday and that she would come back with them then.

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"Oh, did you go see your Aunt Xu when you went to the city this time?" Wu Guangqiang said with a guilty look, "When I was hospitalized, your Aunt Xu accompanied your mother to take care of me in the ward after doing hygiene every day.

There is a lot of work to be done on the farm in the past few days, and I haven’t been able to take the time to go there since I last visited.”

Wu Guangqiang is also a man who knows how to repay kindness. The two men are very similar in this aspect, and Wu Jun is greatly influenced by him.

"I went back to the city this time. Lao Luo is still the same, nothing has changed." Wu Jun comforted his father and said, "Dad, don't think about what's going on. We can't help even if we go there."

Why are you so busy? Going too often might be a disturbance to Aunt Xu and Lao Luo."

"Oh, let's not talk about this anymore. I hope your Uncle Luo can survive it too." Wu Guangqiang shook his head, empathizing with Lao Luo's current situation.

He has also been in a deep coma and knows what an experience it can only be imagined but cannot be expressed in words.

Wu Jun sighed: "Yes, Uncle Luo and Aunt Xu are both such good people. Good people have their own destiny."

The farmer didn't know who the two were talking about, and he wasn't interested in knowing. He sat down and made himself a cup of tea, and at the same time he didn't forget to make a cup for Wu Guangqiang.

After Wu Jun and his father finished talking about Lao Luo, they sat down to drink tea facing each other.

At around 11:30 p.m., Feng Yuanyuan came out to greet the three of them for dinner.

Although we ate at home, the richness was no worse than in a big restaurant outside.

The small dining table in the restaurant is filled to the brim.

There are six dishes and two soups, all of which are Feng Yuanyuan’s specialties.

Four people sat around the dining table.

After Feng Yuanyuan distributed bowls and chopsticks to several people, she said humbly with a smile:

"Godfather, farmer, Xiaojun, if the dish is not delicious later, please be merciful."

Wu Jun was dumbfounded and said: "Sister, it's now this time, there's no need to be so modest anymore!"

The dishes have been served, and the color and aroma of the dishes are obvious to all.

It looks so good and smells so good, no matter how bad the taste is, it can't be any different.

"Xiao Wu and I had an idea, and he said what I wanted to say."

The old farmer gave Feng Yuanyuan a thumbs up and said in praise: "Xiao Feng, if you ask me, your skills as a secretary next to Guang Qiang are too unqualified. You should become a chef. You will definitely have a better future than you do now."

After Mr. Nong finished speaking, the Wu family father and son and Feng Yuanyuan were stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha……"

Wu Jun laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears: "Old man, your idea is really insightful!"

Wu Guangqiang and Feng Yuanyuan did not dare to laugh as wildly as Wu Jun. After all, where does Mr. Farmer's reputation in the country lie compared with his contribution to the country and the people?

"What's wrong? Did I say anything wrong?" The old man was so confused by Wu Jun's smile.
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