Chapter 560

"Squeak!"

I don't know how long later, when Ding Ning was practicing to a critical juncture, the door was gently pushed open, and a slim figure crept in.

After seeing that he had awakened and was practicing cross legged, Su Ningxiang's nervous tension relaxed. She looked at him with loving eyes. She had never seen her son so close and looked carefully. Her nose was like me, her mouth was like his father, her eyes were like me, and her face was like his father

Ding Ning is not in his own territory. Even if he is practicing, he always keeps a vigilance. He knew it when Su Ningxiang came in.

When she found that she had no malice and consciously did not disturb herself, Ding Ning cancelled the idea of interrupting her cultivation and continued to restore her spiritual power as if she didn't know anything.

Anyway, Lingjing holds it in his hand. No one will find it if he doesn't break his hand.

She just whispered to herself about the purse. The girl didn't know how to protect her Dharma and let people in and out at will. Fortunately, she just restored her spiritual power. If her cultivation was disturbed by outsiders, she might be eaten back.

He didn't know that Liu shengqian Dai had recovered his memory at the moment. She wanted to be far away from him. If it weren't for the constraints of the master servant contract, she would want to kill him and avenge the two maidens. Where would she be willing to help him protect the Dharma.

The more Ding Ning practiced, the more uncomfortable he felt. Who was the woman who came in? Why keep staring at him?

Although he closed his eyes, someone was staring at him. He could still perceive it with his intuition.

His eyes opened quietly. When he saw that the visitor was su Ningxiang, he was stunned.

He was very impressed by this beautiful woman. He met her the moment he stepped into the courtyard in the morning.

I don't know why, this woman he was sure he had never seen brought him a faint sense of familiarity and intimacy, which made him inexplicably want to approach. Therefore, when Su Zhengxi wanted to seize power, he helped her and dealt a blow to Su Zhengxi's arrogance.

Su Ningxiang doesn't know that Ding Ning is watching him. She looks at her son who has been separated for more than 20 years. She has an impulse to hold him in her arms immediately.

But reason told her that now was not the time. If we knew him now, we could only hurt him.

At the thought that Ding Ning had no mother to accompany her since she was a child, she grew up alone, and she didn't know how much pain she had suffered. Her heartache was about to break. Looking at her son in front of her, she couldn't help covering her mouth and burst into tears.

As for the fact that Ding Ning was actually raised by her father, she directly ignored it. What care can a rough old man give his children? Families without maternal love are incomplete.

Ding Ning was shocked when he found out why the woman suddenly cried. Did old man Su die of illness? Otherwise, what does she cry for?

The more you think about it, the more uneasy you are. Mr. Su is my sister's benefactor. He is to repay his sister's kindness. If he hangs up, my sister will not be at ease all her life, and he will not be at ease.

He opened his eyes and asked nervously, "what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong with the old man?"

Su Ningxiang was startled by him. She looked at her son right in front of her, but she couldn't recognize him. She suddenly felt sad. Her tears fell like no money. For fear of being heard, she desperately covered her mouth, suppressed her sobs and shook her head. That means no, the old man is very good.

But in Ding Ning's eyes, that means, no, the old man is gone.

Ding Ning jumped up with a swish. He couldn't care about anything else. He took Su Ningxiang's hand and said anxiously, "no, how long has the old man been in the past? Take me to have a look quickly. If the time is not long, maybe it can be saved."

Su Ningxiang was held by him, and her whole body was wrapped with a strong sense of satisfaction. This is her own son, a smart, handsome and capable son.

When his heart was sad, he couldn't help laughing. His backhand clenched his hand and said in a spoiled soft voice: "the old man is fine. He's fine. He's entertaining guests."

"That's good, that's good. It scared me. If the old man has a problem, my sister can't scold me."

Relieved by the relief, Ding Ning found her hand still tightly clasped by her. Suddenly, she turned a long face, and quickly broke away from her hand, embarrassing scratching the back of her head. "Sorry, I offended you in a moment of urgency. It was not intentional."

"You child, I can be your mother at my age. If you are so offensive, you and your mother are so polite."

Su Ningxiang gave him a white look and looked at him with spoiled eyes. She was secretly funny. I was your real mother. When you were just born, I fed you milk. What happened to holding your mother's hand.

Ding Ning felt her gentle and kind loving eyes. The softest place in her heart seemed to be hit by something. She looked a little gloomy and lowered her head: "I haven't seen my mother."

Su Ningxiang suddenly tugged at her heart. Her heart hurt like a knife, and her tears flowed down. She could no longer suppress her inner feelings. She stretched out her hand to hold him in her arms and choked: "my poor child, it's really hard for you."

Ding Ning was hugged in her arms and stared at her in a daze. She secretly feigned in her heart. Elder sister, do we know each other so well? Don't you understand whether men and women give or receive?

Anyway, do I have half a dime to do with you? Why are you crying.

But I don't know why, he just doesn't want to break away from her. Although Su Ningxiang is very beautiful, at least more than 97%, he doesn't have any distractions.

That feeling is so wonderful that it doesn't involve any love between men and women. It's like... It's like snuggling in my mother's warm arms.

A scene inexplicably emerged in his mind. In a ward full of disinfectant taste, a beautiful and gentle woman gently shook and sang children's songs with her newborn baby in her arms, her face exuded divine maternal brilliance, and her eyes were full of kindness and doting, as if the baby in her arms was her world.

The woman's face was so blurred that he couldn't see clearly, but he was sure it was the woman holding him in front of him.

As soon as the picture turns, the baby is carried away by a person who can't see clearly, while the woman is forcibly pulled away by a group of fuzzy men.

The woman was crying, struggling desperately, crying and begging... She wanted to see her child again, but she was ruthlessly pulled away by those men.

The picture was fleeting, but Ding Ning's heart hurt badly. The separation of mother and son forcibly separated by others made him feel the same, and his heart was full of sad sadness.

Before he knew it, Ding Ning was in tears. He didn't know why such a picture appeared, but he knew that the poor woman in front of him had been forced to separate from his children.

This made him suddenly produce an uncontrollable strong impulse, looked up at Su Ningxiang with tears, and his voice trembled because of nervousness: "I... can I be your son?"

"You..."

Su Ningxiang trembled. Did he know I was his biological mother?

Looking at Ding Ning's eager eyes, she hated having to take care of everything and tell him the truth, but reason soon defeated emotion. No, no, let alone his own son. Even if he was a dry son, it would plunge him into a hopeless place and kill him.

He closed his eyes and dared not look at his disappointed eyes. He shook his head painfully and firmly, almost summoning up all his courage like a mosquito: "no... No."

The light in Ding Ning's eyes went out bit by bit. She looked gloomy and broke away from her arms. She smiled sadly and said, "yes, i... I'm not him after all. I'm abrupt. I'm sorry!"

When he said this, Ding Ning felt an inexplicably strong sense of loss, as if he was jealous that the baby could have a mother who loved him so much, and his heart was empty and uncomfortable.

Feeling Ding Ning's sad mood, Su Ningxiang's nose was sour and tears burst down again. She was cruel and forced herself to turn her head, but she couldn't help explaining: "it's not that I don't want to be your mother, but I'm an ominous person. Coming too close to me will bring disaster to you. My name is Su Ningxiang. In the future, you'll call me aunt Xiang."

"I'm not afraid of any bad luck. I just want to recognize you as a godmother!"

Ding Ning regretted what he said. He didn't know what had happened to him. Why did he have such a strong admiration for the woman he met for the first time, and wanted to recognize her as a godmother.

Seeing Su Ningxiang standing there stiff and at a loss, Ding Ning also felt that he was a little difficult. He quickly smiled: "I... I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe... Maybe I miss my mother. Aunt Xiang, it's embarrassing for you. Don't be angry."

"Maybe we hit it off. Aunt Xiang won't be angry with you, never."

Su Ningxiang wiped her tears and showed a bright smile, but she was crying secretly in her heart. Child, that is the feeling between our mother and son's blood.

Ding Ning was embarrassed and scratched his head. He was greatly annoyed. He felt that he was really inexplicable today. How could he be a shameless mother when he saw someone else for the first time.

Fortunately, aunt Xiang is reasonable and not angry. If ordinary people think they have a bad heart and want to climb power and attach yourself to a big family like the Su family.

I don't know what my own mother is like. If only she could be as beautiful, kind, gentle, virtuous and kind as aunt Xiang. No, he would be satisfied to have half of her.

Mom, where the hell are you? Why haven't you come to me yet? Ding Ning had never been so eager to know what his mother was like at this moment. That kind of missing bit his soul like a poisonous snake.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

Seeing that Ding Ning was in a low mood, Su Ningxiang was afraid that she could not help but recognize him. She hurriedly left a word and ran away.

Ding Ning took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone and dialed his sister's phone. As soon as he got through, he cried, "sister!"

"You... What's the matter with you? Who bullied you? Tell your sister."

Listening to Ding Ning's voice like an aggrieved child, Ding pulled the hunter's heart fiercely, tightened it and asked nervously.

As soon as Ding Ning's heart was warm, he tried to resist the impulse to cry and showed a smile more ugly than crying: "nothing, I... Really nothing, just miss my sister."

"I'm your sister. What can't I say? What's the matter?"

Ding farrier was not confused by his sweet words and asked seriously.

Yes, although I don't have a mother, I still have a sister who loves me. What can I be sad about.

Ding Ning grinned and said shyly, "elder sister, it's really nothing. I... I just suddenly miss my mother. Am I... Very worthless?"