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Published at 3rd of March 2022 07:52:57 PM


Chapter 110

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The next day, Mrs. Lu also bid farewell and left.

Lu Qingyao had no choice but to send her to town since she was injured.

From their home to their Hu County, the mother-in-law pair had nothing to say to each other, neither spoke to the other first.

In the end, when Mrs. Lu was about to get on the carriage, he exhorted them, "We are all women, husband is our heaven. You must take good care of Qing Yao, and don't let my son get hurt again. "

Ning Qing laughed dryly and nodded. She would never care about elders who had different thoughts.

Mrs. Lu also knew that Ning Qing took her words in, and he sighed deeply as he walked towards the bus stop.

After Dr. Ning sent away his mother-in-law, he heaved a sigh of relief, went to the national shop to grab some cloth, then went to buy some red fruits, preparing to go back and make Sugar Snowball for the children.

She walked into the house, only to see him crying miserably, with his small mouth pouting slightly, looking pitifully at the big wooden cabinet. Ranran sobbed and leaned on Lu Qingyao, Xiangjun sat on the table, his face gloomy.

Why was there a strange atmosphere in the house?

"Mom, our house has been stolen!"

His little hands rubbed at his eyes, trying to force out some tears as he walked towards Ning Qing with his short legs.

Ning Qing reacted for a few seconds, he did not have time to inquire about the situation, and immediately caught the child, looking at Battalion Commander Lu with an inquiring gaze, "What happened exactly?"

Lu Qingyao consoled her by patting her on the back, and said to her daughter-in-law, "That Xiao Erya took away the malt milk used to build them, these kids are still feeling sad."

Yesterday, everyone at home had gone to the hospital, so he could only blame himself for forgetting to lock the door! But who knows what thieves will think of these cans of malt cream?

Xiangdang said guiltily: "It's all my fault. If it wasn't for me being playful and not being at home, my family wouldn't have suffered."

Wheat milk powder is very expensive!

"If I had known earlier, I would have taught Goudan a lesson yesterday." It should be called back!

Lu Qingyao immediately shot his blade out, "I haven't settled the score with you yesterday! "In the future, if you dare to fight against others, see how I'll deal with you."

Xiangjun groaned, and looked at Ning Qing for help, "Mom."

Ning Qing walked over and sat beside Lu Qingyao and asked: "How do we deal with this?"

"Lu Qingyao shook her head," After taking it, Xiao Erya might not hand it over. He patted the woman's head. "Did you lose anything else?"

These words were asked to Xiangjun and Xiangdang.

Just now, the two of them had gone to check the entire room.

"And also the toothbrush your mother bought you, as well as some clothes from Lil Yao."

Ning Qing facepalmed, "Forget it, if your father's words really are the same as mine, it's not bad if I really lose contact with those people in the future."

Lu Ranran felt that today was her most useless day, so she asked her father, "Is there really no need to meet that Goudan and the others again in the future?"

Those people had bad intentions. She didn't like them.

Lu Qingyao promised: "I will inform the guard, if Han Jiandong and the others come again, I will stop them."

As for the Old Madame Lu s? After leaving in such an indignant manner yesterday, he lost face in front of so many people. He couldn't wait to see him again, let alone worry about him coming back.

Lu Ranran still believed what his father had said. He felt unhappy and said depressingly, "Father, I want to hear a story from you."

As his daughter's slave, Battalion Commander Lu glanced at her wife, who was comforting the construction project, then pulled her daughter's hand to walk upstairs.

"Xiangjun, bring some firewood back with you and Xiangdang, we will be the Sugar Snowball today."

After Xiangjun heard his mother's words, he suddenly cried out of grievance.

Ning Qing panicked, and casually picked up a piece of cloth and wiped Er Er's face, he did not notice that the piece of cloth was used to wipe the tablecloth, and painfully asked: "Darling, what's wrong, what's wrong, tell mom."

Xiangjun felt wronged: "I just feel angry thinking about Goudan and Grandma Lu, we lost so many things in one go, I, I …"

Because he was too sad, and because his mother's voice was too gentle, the young man, who had been holding back his tears, suddenly broke the bank.

Ning Qing was very tired, he found a place to sit and waved to his three sons who were not in a good mood: "This relative is always like this, there is nothing we can do, we know who he is, and from now on we can speak as little as possible. Didn't Dad just say it? Grandma will never come back, so thinking about it, isn't it good to lose those things? "

Xiangjun continued to draw.

Ning Qing could only continue. "As a person, things are always like this. We can't just let you handle everything. We have to do things differently. Maybe we're friends, maybe we're relatives, maybe we're neighbors.

Xiangdang said gloomily: If he comes back in the future, can't we kick him out?

Ning Qing: "If we really fight, then we're in the wrong. Look at me and your Aunt Hu, both don't like each other, didn't we also not fight before?"

Teaching people a lesson or something would be better in secret.

The three brothers looked at each other as if they understood what their mother meant.

Although Hu Yuehong was the one who got the upper hand in the battle with Hu Yuehong all these years, after thinking about it carefully, that woman suffered a huge loss.

Forget it, as long as they didn't come looking for trouble, it was better than anything else.

The more he thought about it, the more he would naturally have an appetite.

"Mom, I want to eat Sugar Snowball."

Ning Qing used a cloth to wipe Er'er's tears, then got up and said, "I've bought all the red fruits, come and help cook breakfast, today you all have everything as long as you guys are obedient."

Construction is a child, open to new food, then more active, "Mom, what about the malted milk?"

As Ning Qing cut vegetables and listened to his greedy son's question, he smiled helplessly and said, "I'll buy some more for you."

When she saw Xiangjun and Xiangdang enter, she said, "I'll go out to play after I finish my homework."

Xiangdang laughed: "Mom, Xiangjun and I will help you make a Sugar Snowball."

Ning Qing rejected her, "I'll be fine as long as I have your father."

The three sons who had been fed dog food, "…"

Ning Qing didn't know how much of an injury the words had caused, she only wanted to let her ears be at peace. There were also some things that she wanted to ask Lu Qingyao.

After breakfast, Ning Qing sat at the small table and took care of the red fruits, he watched as the two kids smashed and finished their homework, while he instructed his son to help her wash the fruits, while the Lil Yao girl stuck to her father and read the story books for him.

The whole atmosphere of the family was completely cozy.

At around 10 AM, the children finished their homework, and they were kicked out by Ning Qing.

Ning Qing carried the fruits that he had prepared and walked into the kitchen. Seeing that the man was casually flipping through the storybook he had just read for his daughter, he said, "Battalion Commander Lu, come and stir up the sugar."

In the kitchen.

Ning Qing sat on a small stool and threw firewood into the pit as he asked, "Why are you so sure about the tone you used to say that you could not get along with them at all?"

Battalion Commander Lu was skilled at stirring sugar, he chuckled: "I just understand."

Even if he was not close with the Lu Family, he had at least grown up there. The Old Madame Lu wanted to show him face.

The reason why she hadn't given up on coming here a few times was entirely because she pitied her grandson Han Jiandong. Adding on, when she came here, she had never caused such a huge ruckus in front of so many outsiders.

But, it was different this time. Because of the fight between Goudan and the others, the dirty things that Han Jiandong did was presented in front of everyone.

Ning Qing stared at him, "Since you have such confidence, then speak in detail, how far can you break it?"

"Yeah, I probably won't be able to see them before the branch families."

The tradition of Han Village could only be separated after the old man had died.

Old Madame Lu and Old Man Lu might not look too bad right now, but they were already very old.

Ning Qing understood.




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