Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 71

Xiaoxiao shook her head: "But brother, don't you blame me for being disrespectful to my second aunt?"

Ning Dalang didn't even think about it: "I'm only worried that you will get hurt, it will hurt."

Xiaoxiao hugged her brother's waist: "Brother is so kind!"

Ning Dalang froze for a moment, his arm stopped in the air for a while, then he put it down and patted her on the shoulder: "How old are you, still acting like a baby?"

Xiaoxiao hugged him in his arms: "Most of them are brother's sister."

A wind blew past, hiding the moon in the clouds, and covering Ning Dalang's expression at the moment.

The life of the Ning family seemed to be back to normal, Xiaoxiao handed over the food expenses given by Shen Tian to the Song family in front of Ning Fengnian, and began to happily manage the daily diet.

The flower pattern of Ruyi Cloth Village has already been drawn, but she will still take the embroidery completed by Song family to sit there from time to time. From the beginning, shopkeeper Liu still pretended to be a strong woman, but later she started bickering with Xiaoxiao regardless of her age , faintly has the meaning of becoming a year-end friend.

The business of the restaurant is still going on, but Xiaoxiao calculates that Erfang knows the time of their business, and thinks it is almost over.

Sure enough, the second day after Second Aunt Ning's attempted beating failed, "rare visitors" came to Dafang's shabby yard.

The sun is shining today, Song is drying the bedding in the yard and doing needlework, and another embroidery is about to take shape, and she, who does embroidery by herself, likes it more and more.

When she heard the knock on the door, Song counted the time and thought that it was time for Ning Fengnian and Xiaoxiao to come back, but when she opened the door, she saw that Ning Fengnian had never appeared since she was seriously injured and passed out. Uncle Ning.

The latter wandered into the small courtyard with his hands behind his back. Mrs. Song frowned and went forward to pack up the embroidery items.

Second Uncle Ning glanced at the somewhat familiar pattern, and seemingly inadvertently ignored Song's slender figure after several births. As soon as Song turned around, he met his unpleasant gaze, and walked into the room with a needle and thread in his arms. Walk.

"Second brother sit down for a while, your elder brother will be back soon."

Second Uncle Ning answered, but followed him a few steps.

"Second Uncle? Why are you here?" Xiaoxiao, who came back with a fish basket on her back, squinted her eyes. Why did she feel that Second Uncle wanted to sneak behind her mother just now?

Looking at the embroidery Song Shi was holding again, her first reaction was to help her mother hide flowers together.

However, Second Uncle Ning's main target today was actually the large and small pickle jars at the base of the wall. He suppressed his temper and drank a glass of boiled water, sat for a while, and waited until Ning Fengnian came back before saying: "Listen! Said that Dalang Erlang has been promising recently, so he can earn money for the family?"

Ning Fengnian laughed: "It's just a kid messing around, but the sour bamboo shoots are made by Xiaoxiao."

Second Uncle Ning pretended not to be able to hear the pride in his tone, and even ignored the second half of the sentence, so what if it was Ning Xiaoxiao who made it, she is a girl, and... hmph, anyway, in the future, Dafang will have as much money as she wants. That girl's movie has nothing to do with it.

Ning Dalang and Ning Erlang also came back one after another, and Second Uncle Ning beat around the bush to ask how much he had sold. It took him a long time to whine about their supply to Wuxiangju: "Brother, seeing the seedlings grow taller, it won't take long To start planting rice seedlings, although you are in good health, you should not be too tired."

He rubbed his hands, and said in a tone of "I'm doing it for your own good": "I was thinking that my part-time job is almost finished, why don't I come and help you make sour bamboo shoots together?"

(End of this chapter)