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Chapter 97 Water and Soil

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    There is nothing that can be done about the acclimatization of the soil and water.

    When I went to study, I went to a certain southern city for the first time, and when I got off the plane, my face immediately became allergic.  Pieces of huge wheals quickly occupied every corner of the face.

    Its shape is extremely scary, and I can only cover my face with a fan all the way to go through the reporting and admission procedures at the school

    Immediately after that, there were various discomforts, high fever persisting every now and then, weight loss, and even my hair stopped growing I stayed home for three weeks during the winter vacation, and my hair grew wildly. Everyone in the dormitory at school thought I had long hair.

    I went to the northern cities during the same period, but I adapted unexpectedly.  Eat well and sleep soundly, and the skin condition is also very ideal.

    I remember being in a northern seaside city, with the sea breeze blowing, wandering the streets eating grilled fish fillets.  The owner of the canteen, the taxi driver, and the passer-by asking for directions all asked me the same question: Are you from the Xian ethnic group?

    During my time in New York, I was often asked if I was Korean, or directly asked by Koreans for directions.

    Talking about this with a friend, the person smiled and said: Oh, the girls in Korea are beautiful.

    Before I could feel overwhelmed, someone added another sentence: But, they think you are before or after plastic surgery, ahem, it¡¯s hard to say

    Just kidding, I didn't mean to slander Korean girls.  The few Korean girls I know are all naturally good-looking and have a pleasing personality.  The so-called beauty is plastic surgery, it is a prejudice.

    ?But at that time, watching them eat kimchi every day, I thought I could get a glimpse of the mystery of their beauty, so I also ate it for a while.  As a result, except for acne, I didn't see any effect, so I could only pretend to give up.

    One side of water and soil and the other side of people can't force it, and can't force it.

    Plants seem to have exceptions.

    Back then, in a small town near New York in the eastern United States, I met a fellow villager through a friend of a friend.  I went to visit her home, and before lunch, she said to me mysteriously: Wait, I will go to the yard to pick vegetables, and I will cook fresh soup for you in a while, so I am sure you will not want to leave after drinking it.

    Chatting with a few friends on this side, I quickly forgot about it. When the bowl of blue-colored intoxicating and fragrant soup was served, it is no exaggeration to say that tears filled my eyes.

    Chrysanthemum Brain Egg Flower Soup.

    People who live in other lands can endure the loneliness and hard life of living in a foreign land.  But it often breaks down easily, with the greetings of the local accent, lingering the taste of hometown.

    At that time, I went to look at the green leaf specially.  The seeds brought by my friends from my hometown grew very vigorously in a corner of the yard.

    That afternoon we squatted there, watching the greenery, chatting for a while, and staring blankly for a while.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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