C19

After Ning Qing got up from the bed, he tidied up the three children's things and lectured them: "In a while, the three of you are not allowed to go out and play, you are going to the fields with Grandma to earn work points."

He forcefully rolled his round eyes. "Aunt, aren't you going?"

After thinking for a moment, he seriously lectured her, "Aunt, are you going to be lazy again? Grandma said that the whole family has to go today. Don't you listen to Grandma's words? "

Ning Qing saw Ning Xiaobao coming out of his room, and when he heard Dong Ziqiang's words, he looked over.

She coughed and patted Dong Ziqiang's head: "I don't know as much as you do. Your Aunt Fang has something on today, so I have to follow her to the town."

Qing Shui's eyes lit up. He had lost his unyielding spirit, and was holding the hands of the two younger brothers beside him. "Aunt, if you're going to the town, please take us to play. I'm begging you."

Ning Qing cast a cold glance at Dong Ziqiang who had an expression of anticipation.

"F * ck off, go back and clean up."

With a cry, he pulled his two brothers towards the east wing where Ning Qing lived.

Xiangdang looked at Dong Ziqiang who was happily changing his clothes and said worriedly: My aunt scolded you just now, but she didn't say that she will bring you there.

He forced his eyes to widen as he said with a straight face, "My aunt said it just now. Get out and clean up."

The last sentence imitated Ning Qing's tone.

Xiangdang did not understand, "That's right, I did not bring you along."

He sighed and said in a low voice: "My aunt's temper followed my grandmother's, and the thunderous sound of the rain lessened. Also, I heard from my mother that my aunt is going to be your mother, and we'll be family from now on. This time when we go to town, can you let my aunt take me to the photographic studio? "

Xiangdang admired that she could change the topic so quickly.

"I don't know where Aunt got the tickets last time, but you can go and ask if Aunt has any more."

Sui Xiong thought about it seriously. He just mentioned going to town together with her. If she mentioned taking photos again, maybe her aunt would just send him home.

Hmm, he really regretted not being at his grandma's house that day. Otherwise, he would have been able to obtain a photo of himself.

In order to ensure that we wouldn't get beaten up, he threw the pot to Xiangdang, "Are we brothers or not?"

Xiangdang looked at his shoulder that was resting on his shoulder, and then looked at Xiangjun, who was beside him, and nodded.

"If you and I are brothers, you can go through fire and water for your brother and tell my aunt that you are my aunt's child. She will definitely agree."

When he saw Xiangdang turn his head away in distress, he turned his gaze towards the silent Xiangjun who had the same thoughts as him, "How about you tell me?"

Xiangjun muttered to himself for a few seconds and nodded.

Xiangdang half opened his mouth, wanting to advise her, "Xiangjun …"

Xiangjun: "Brother, Aunt will be a person who can be our mother in the future."

He shouldn't be so formal.

In his memory, his own mother was a person who only knew how to lose her temper. Only his biological father was gentle.

Moreover, one time, when the security guard was talking to his grandfather, he heard —

His father was taken away this time because of his mother and the man she liked! His goal was to destroy Yuan Family and have sex with that man.

Previously, he was against Ning Qing.

But Xiangjun was still a five year old child after all.

After spending more than a month with Ning Qing, he was a little envious of himself and Ning Qing. He wanted to accept Ning Qing as his mother.

Since Xiangjun had already said so, Xiangdang could only agree, "I will go with you."

Xiangjun carefully touched the new clothes that Ning Qing had made, his lips curled into a smile.

In the Ning Family Courtyard.

Ning Qing received his little brother's grumbling gaze, and coughed twice: "Your Big Sister Fang wants to get married, I have to go with her. What do you want to eat? I brought it back for you? "

Ning Xiaobao said: "You want to make up to me just because you took the food?"

He had two big jobs to do alone! What he ate couldn't make up for the injuries he had suffered from his labor.

Ning Qing: "Then what do you need, Big Sis will buy it for you."

Ning Xiaobao was not used to Ning Qing's heroic spirit, hmm, also a little embarrassed.

"I want to eat that sweet and sour thing you bought for those two kids last time."

Ning Qing thought for a while, didn't the one he bought last time look sour and sweet like hawthorn? She was amused. "Is this all you have? "Forget it, in order to make up for my brother helping me today, I'll come back and show you something."

"Can Mom make you use the oil?"

Ning Xiaobao asked.

Ning Qing had fried a lot of vegetable oil, but it was delicious!

But since the last time the Lu family came to eat, Ren Huiqing was only allowed to wash the dishes.

As long as Ning Xiaobao asked him to cook, his mother would catch him and beat him up.

Ning Qing shook his head: "That delicious thing doesn't use oil. As long as you work hard and think it's delicious, I'll make it for you every day. "

Ning Xiaobao looked at her with disdain, then headed towards the main house.

When Ning Qing said this, Ning Xiaobao felt that he was the owner of the house! To get food by labor.

Ning Qing looked at Ning Xiaobao's back, shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, then turned and walked to the kitchen.

Just as Ning Qing steamed the porridge and steamed buns that he steamed yesterday, Xiangdang and Xiangjun ran in from the outside.

As soon as she saw them, she knew that there was something wrong with the three of them.

"What's wrong?"

Xiangjun said: "Aunt, when you bring us to the town, can you take out the remaining tickets to take a picture of Brother Zhiqiang?"

Ning Qing looked at his cheap son in shock.

One had to know that the youngest son didn't like to talk. Usually, only when she asked would he give her a symbolic reply.

This time, he suddenly brought up this request. Hmm …