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Old Madame Lu had his own thoughts. Although it wasn't fast, because of the profound strength contained within him, his brows turned into a smile, "No matter how bitter the situation is, I can't make the child suffer."

Ning Qing smiled but did not speak.

Old Madame Lu did not continue to be entangled with this topic. Instead, he asked her about the matters of the two children, especially about the great granny who doted on her grandson.

Ning Qing replied to them one by one, the atmosphere was neither awkward nor out of place, oh no, there was, it was the Mrs. Lu.

She was very dissatisfied with this wife of hers!

Because Xiangjun and Xiangdang had grown up a little, Ning Qing gave them the job of washing dishes.

After the cleaning up at home, Xiao Erya thought that he had gotten more familiar with Ning Qing, so he asked: "Third Girl, where is your Breast Milk Essence? I don't have any milk to feed the child when he wakes up. "

Logically, Xiao Erya should call Ning Qing his sister-in-law. However, she couldn't call him that for some reason. Her intuition told her, this Ning Qing was not simple.

Ning Qing was so familiar with Xiao Erya that she didn't know what to say. As a mother, without milk, and a child unable to eat, she couldn't help but care.

That daughter of hers, she had seen it, and she was rather thin. With a father like Han Jiandong, who valued boys above girls, and a mother with a poor character, this girl could be considered to be ruined!

"I'll get it for you."

In any case, all four children were drinking malted milk. How much could this child eat?

She didn't think much of it and walked straight towards the medicine cabinet. Naturally, she didn't notice Xiao Erya staring at the place where she placed the Mai Breast, and a light flashed past his eyes.

Ning Qing washed the cup and poured the same amount of malt milk into the cup. He looked hesitantly at Xiao Erya whose eyes were shining, "I don't have a pacifier here, how are you going to feed the child?"

Well, forgive her for not being able to name the child …

Xiao Erya waved his hand nonchalantly, "Just casually give me a spoon."

She could smell the malt milk, and although a girl was not as good as a kid, she was still a piece of meat that she lost on herself, so naturally she wanted to give her the best.

Ning Qing gave her a spoon and then called the four children who had just finished washing their faces over to drink some malt milk.

As for Goudan … Yes, he did not say a word, but stood beside Old Madame Lu with a gloomy face. His expression was extremely ugly, and no one knew what he was doing.

On the other hand, it was the Old Madame Lu who understood his great-grandson, Ning Qing, who said, "Give this whatever malt milk essence for Goudan to drink."

"Brother Goudan still wants to drink malt milk at such a young age? Shame on you."

Ning Qing glanced at his silly, white, and sweet son.

The main thing was that she had really forgotten about this nephew of hers! He didn't say a word throughout the night, he was as shy as a shadow walker.

Goudan said in dissatisfaction: "I am the same age as Xiangjun, if he can drink, why can't he drink from me?"

Ranran saw that the fatty was bullying the Second Brother, and said rudely: "You're already so fat, and you're so tall, why do you want to snatch food from us? My big brother, Second Brother, is doing it for growth. "

The meaning behind her words to Goudan was extremely obvious. With how strong you are, it is obvious that you have already grown too much.

Xiangjun was very happy to see his younger brothers and sisters gobble down others, especially these people with ill intentions.

As long as it wasn't Little Brother or Little Sister being bullied, he could ignore it.

Lu Ranran had grew up with his big hands around her shoulders and had a bad temper, but knowing her limits, she would definitely not be so bad to her own family.

Ning Qing coughed, feeling that the topic of their conversation was going a little awry.

Isn't it just malt milk? These kids are really...

"Finish and go to bed. Empty the cup."

Hearing what Ning Qing said, Old Madame Lu's expression relaxed.

Goudan scoffed in disdain, still not feeling happy in his heart.

At home, these things were the first things he had eaten.

Lu Qingyao was repeated by the Mrs. Lu upstairs.

"Son, you tell mom, is this wife not good for you? It's fine, you don't have to be afraid of her, even if Ning Village has prestige in our village, her Ning family is not to be trifled with, but for you, Mom will risk your life to get a divorce from Ning Qing!"

She only needed to think about how Ning Qing had bullied her son all these years, and she would feel very uncomfortable.

Lu Qingyao held onto the history book that Ning Qing had read two days ago. Originally, because of the arrival of so many people, his wife had to let Zhang Luo go and act as if she was happy for him. However, now that his mother looked like Ning Qing owed him, he became even more annoyed and annoyed.

He was also not the kind of person who would talk big with his parents. He sighed helplessly, and asked curiously: "Mom, where do you think Ning Qing is so bad to me, or that I'm afraid of her?"

Hm, afraid? Indeed, he was afraid, because Ning Qing was too good!

To be able to marry him when he had two useless men, to think about him after marriage, to be a wife and to do what one should do —

Such a good woman was something that many people were concerned about!

Mrs. Lu opened his eyes wide, "Tonight, when you are eating, I actually let you give me food? It's fine if it's normal, but you're injured, is there a wife like that? "

Lu Qingyao was so angry that she laughed, and all for the sake of giving him face for the whole night?

"I saw her talking to Grandma all the time, but she didn't even eat a few mouthfuls, so I was willing to pinch her. "Without mentioning anything else, my wife gave me these two children. After all these years of carefully taking care of my savior's children, I should have doted on her and pampered her."

Pausing, he got up. Seeing that his mother was still digesting his words, he continued, "She gave me the feeling of a home. This is how my two years of life went by."

In the end, it was his mother who spoke with a helpless tone.

Mrs. Lu let out a long sigh, "I know you have a big idea, it's good as long as you don't feel wronged."

Lu Qingyao smiled but did not speak.

He was past the age where he had to tell his family about his grievances and had not really cared when he was young, not to mention that he was now the father of four children and had a family.

This time, there were a lot of people, and there were some children with no milk. Ning Qing was too embarrassed to place them in the guest house, so he arranged the partitions for Han Jiandong to sleep in.

Old Madame Lu brought Xiao Erya, Mrs. Lu and the two children to sleep in the guest room that was currently Lu Ranran's room.

Lu Qingyao and his wife had their two children sleep on the top bunk of Xiangjun's room. Fortunately, Ning Qing had turned this room's bed into a wooden bed two years ago, while the two children slept on the lower bunk.

After Ning Qing finished all of this work, he patted his shoulders tiredly as he walked towards his bedroom.

Lu Qingyao was casually flipping through history books, waiting for Ning Qing. When he saw her come in, he asked her in concern: "Are you alright?"

Ning Qing squinted his eyes and instinctively walked to the bedside and fell down, shaking his head, "I'm so tired! "Say, why did your grandmother and the others come so fast? They were caught off guard."

Lu Qingyao replied guiltily: "Sorry."

Tonight, he could tell that both Old Madame Lu and Mrs. Lu were working together to make things difficult for her, but he couldn't find any opportunity to help her.

Ning Qing turned his body, and seeing that Battalion Commander Lu had admitted his fault for no reason, he curiously asked: "Why did Battalion Commander Lu say that he's sorry again?"