Chapter 27: My Aunt is a little fairy

Gu Sanlang looked at the two remaining pieces on the table eagerly: “I’ll take one piece for my sister, and leave the remaining piece for Father.”

Mrs. Chen didn’t say anything. Gu Sanlang carefully took a piece and went into the back room.

After entering the room, Gu Sanlang saw his sister holding something in her hand and was about to throw it away. Seeing him come in, Gu Fei smiled and said: “Third brother, help me throw this away.”

Gu Sanlang was stunned: “Throw it away? You don’t want to eat it?”

Gu Fei nodded: “Well, the apples have been eaten, and only the core is left. Isn’t it better to throw it away?”

Gu Sanlang took the apple core from Gu Fei’s hand and rushed out of the room: “You can’t eat the core inside the apple!”

Everyone was looking at him in a daze. Where was the core?

Xiao Cao looked at her third uncle and slowly spit out a seed from her mouth: “Third uncle, are you saying you can’t eat this?”

Gu Sanlng nodded vigorously and showed the apple core in his hand to everyone: “This is how your Aunt eat it!”

“Oh, there’s still some!” Mrs. Chen looked at the apple in Gu Sanlang’s hand eagerly.

Gu Sanlang quickly stuffed the piece he had held in his hand into his mouth and said vaguely: “My sister has already eaten one, this one belongs to me.”

Everyone looked at him angrily.

Xiao Cao said aggrieved: “Third Uncle, you ate two of them by yourself!”

“That’s right! Even if there is some leftover, shouldn’t it be given to Xiao Cao to eat?” Gu Erlang said righteously.

“Hehe, it’s so delicious.” Gu Sanlang smiled and ran away quickly.

Gu Fei didn’t feel it at first, but later she vaguely heard the words in the main room.

She found it both sad and funny.

According to history, it will take hundreds of years more before apples are introduced into the country, so they naturally didn’t know about it.

They cut the apple into eight segments, it was quite pitiful.

Gu Fei looked inside the space and saw that there was only a pitiful amount of fruits. Half a box of apples, half a box of pears, a few bunches of grapes, a watermelon, and only a few cherries left.

She collected these fruits in the supermarket when the zombies first broke out.

These things were impossible to find after the zombie outbreak. She usually couldn’t bear to eat them, but she was greedy, so she took some out to eat.

It has been several years. Fortunately, the space has its preservation function. Things will look the same when she takes them out.

Gu Fei thought for a while, took out a bunch of grapes, and shouted: “Mother——”

Mrs. Chen quickly opened the door and came in, “What’s wrong? Do you want some water?”

Gu Fei shook her head and pointed to the basket placed on Kang, “Mom, wash this and give it to everyone.”

Ms. Chen stared at the grapes and asked, “Is this—grapes?”

Gu Fei nodded: “Absolutely.”

Mrs. Chen looked at Gu Fei and hesitated to speak. First, it was apples, and now it was grapes. Where did these things come from?

Her daughter was wearing a single clothes when she came back!

Mrs. Chen’s mouth moved, but she didn’t say anything. She took the bag and went out.

After a while, Mrs. Chen washed the grapes and brought a small plate to Gu Fei before calling the family to eat.

Gu Sanlng came back when he heard the sound, and then saw the grapes on the table: “Where did it come from?”

Mrs. Chen patted him and said: “You just eat when it’s given to you. Why do you ask so many questions?”

Xiao Cao bit one in her hand and said vaguely: “I know, my aunt gave it to us. Aunt is a little fairy, so she has a lot of delicious food.”

Mrs. Chen laughed and said, “Xiao Cao is right, our Xiao Fei is a little fairy.”

“Well, these grapes are not sour at all.”

 


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