"Don't, Old Zhang, he just woke up and he was not in good health. I'll go and cook this meal. There is nothing wrong with it." Fu Cuihua was afraid that Zhang Changming would make another move and frightened him.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Changming saw Jun Ci sitting on the bed.
Because of the dim light in Jun Ci's room, he couldn't see those eyes full of murderous intent.
For no reason, Zhang Changming felt that my body was a little cold, and Jun Ci sat on the bed dumbly.
Zhang Changming was also afraid that this person would be hit by himself, and through his wife's pole: "Let this bastard go on to live today!" He said and walked out.
Fu Cuihua tugged at the corner of her mouth, as if she was a little guilty: "Jun Ci, take a rest and I will cook."
Her eyes flickered, and she left Jun Ci's room like this.
Before leaving, I helped Jun Ci close the door.
Jun Ci touched his forehead when he saw them go out.
If it weren't for just remembering that this body is in trouble at the moment, she would immediately clean up the one with the surname Zhang.
Uncle Zhang Mingchang, bullying and fearing hard work, machismo, a typical rural man.
Aunt Fu Cuihua is cowardly, afraid of Zhang Mingchang, but she is not mean.
Sister Zhang Nian, two months older than Jun Ci, Zhang's family's darling.
The results are on par with Jun Ci.
But Jun Ci attended an ordinary high school that was free of tuition fees following national regulations, and Zhang Nian was sent to a high school by Zhang Mingchang with money.
After all, Zhang Nian was his biological daughter, which is understandable.
However, Zhang Changming's treatment for Jun Ci is really nothing.
Jun Ci's hand slid along his face into the broken hair between his forehead.
The first touch is smooth and beautiful, unlike a face with dark spots.
Excluding the things on the face, this face, with good skin, is simply outrageous.
In my memory, Jun Ci has no way to use the skin care product, just relying on its natural factors, it can do so.
Uniquely loved.
Unfortunately, this advantage is completely buried.
The current Jun Ci also has a headache.
She suddenly changed from a crown prince to a civilian, and she was still reading the age equivalent to the archaeological age.
For Jun Ci, everything here is full of backwardness and incomprehension.
Especially people like Zhang Changming.
In the interstellar age, it is a malignant tumor that must be eliminated.
Enjoyed the exaggerated and luxurious life, now under such backward and poor conditions.
The crown prince Jun Ci said that he was very sad about his future life.
"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness!"
Suddenly, there was a faint and familiar voice, and Jun Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed ecstasy.
"Guru?"
Guru is her light brain.
Every empire has a dedicated optical brain from birth.
Its function is equivalent to the ID card that exists in this country, but the optical brain can handle many incredible things.
Guru is the king of the light brain.
After all, it is used by the crown prince, how could the effect be small?
But the space in the black hole can shatter everything, Jun Ci did not expect that Guru would be reborn with him!
"Your Highness, Your Highness, I'm here, look at it, the palm of your hand ..."
The small voice is like a child, but Jun Ci knows that this means that Guru is in a period of weakness.
She spread out her palms, and through the light, she saw a small U-shaped transparent symbol in the palms of those hands that were rough but still milky white.
That was the proof of the existence of her optical brain, but now, this transparent symbol is close to transparent, as if it was going to disappear at any time.