Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

These words, like a knife, instantly pierced into the softest place in Shen Ningning's heart.

She didn't care about Qin Fangmei's life or death, but she was worried that her grandma would be sad because of it.

Since so many things have happened, the little guy has only heard from grandma how to blame Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin.

But I have never heard grandma say anything bad about Qin Fangmei.

　　Probably because I wanted to avoid involving the children, so I still couldn't bear it.

 The look on Shen Ningning's face was dull.

Ren Yu protected her behind him and said angrily to Wang Cuizhi: "Don't sow discord. Ning Ning's grandma has long been disappointed with Qin Fangmei!"

“Besides, as Qin Fangmei’s aunt, if you want to save her, you can.”

"The law of our court has long stated that if you want to be a surety for a guilty person under the age of ten, you must either adopt him as an adopted son or daughter, or take him as a domestic slave."

"You want to save Qin Fangmei so much. Why should you embarrass others if you adopt her as your daughter?"

Wang Cuizhi’s face looked very bad.

How does she not know this rule?

However, the law of Cangyun Kingdom also states that a family that acts as a guarantor for a sinner will not be allowed to serve as an official in the court for three generations.

Wang Cuizhi’s own eldest son is preparing for the military examination, and he may become a general one day!

She hesitated if she really wanted to bet her son's future for Qin Fangmei.

Hence, Wang Cuizhi turned his attention to Shen Ningning again.

“Ning Ning, you are a good child, please save Fangmei quickly, otherwise you will become a white-eyed wolf in the eyes of others, and you will not be recognized by your relatives?”

 Shen Ningning has regained her composure.

Hearing this, she raised her soft, white face and said seriously: "These lies made up by adults can no longer scare me!"

“Qin Fangmei is not my relative, so what if I don’t save her?”

Ren Yu nodded: "That's right! Ning Ning, ignore her, this family is not a good person, let's go."

 The little guy was dragged away by Ren Yao.

On the way home, Ren Yu did not forget to comfort her: "Don't be sad, maybe Grandma Qin doesn't care at all."

"Besides, it was the emperor who gave this order. Qin Fangmei is solely responsible for it. She deserves it! Grandma Qin can't blame you."

Shen Ningning raised her watery black eyes and nodded her head twice: "Yeah!"

 She understands grandma and will not be angry with her because of this.

 I'm just afraid that grandma will be upset about it.

So Shen Ningning tiptoed back to the house in the mountain.

 She hasn't figured out how to tell Grandma Qin about this yet.

It was dusk and evening, and the sky was filled with clouds and the afterglow of the scorching sun.

The heat wave that does not belong to early autumn is rising and falling in the woods.

Shen Ningning took a small step into the house and heard her grandma's kind call: "Ningning is back."

 The little guy was startled.

 She walked into the door, and Wolf Four and several other female wolves were surrounding the grandma who was making dough.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Grandma will make some moon cakes. You can take them to school later and share them with your classmates." As she said this, grandma looked at her.

Each silver thread is illuminated by the rays of the sun, making it look extraordinarily kind and loving.

Shen Ningning suddenly felt guilty.

She stood there, wringing her clothes with her little hands. The Black Wolf King pushed her with his head from behind, and Shen Ningning took a step forward.

"Ning Ning, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why do you look so bad?" Grandma Qin noticed something was wrong, quickly wiped her hands with her apron, and walked up to touch her forehead.

 The little guy’s eyes suddenly turned red.

"Grandma, the emperor ordered Qin Fangmei to be executed." After saying this, Shen Ningning's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a slight uneasiness shone in her black pupils.

 This is a kind of sensitivity that has been insecure since childhood. Grandma Qin, who was arranging the little guy's hair, paused when she heard this.

Grandma seemed a little surprised, but she instantly understood what Shen Ningning was worried about.

Her old hands moved slowly and gently, and her tone was distressed: "Ning Ning, don't be afraid, grandma won't want you because of this."

“It’s my fault that I don’t know how to educate my son and can’t control my daughter-in-law. Fangmei ended up like that. I can only blame herself!”

“Remember, from the day we depended on each other, grandma was Ningning’s grandma.”

 At this point, the little guy finally couldn't bear it anymore.

With a soft cry, she threw herself into grandma's arms.

 Under the sunset, the figures of the grandfather and grandson relied on each other, and they truly fulfilled the four words of "depending on each other for life".

 Two or three days passed.

 The injuries on the bodies of the refugees housed in the tea shed are almost healed.

 Wu'er's sores healed slowly, but fortunately they are improving.

 So, Shen Ningning decided to try opening the business for one day.

She did not make a big announcement, but only gave a few "baoqiao" in the city a little money and asked them to help shout out.

However, on the first day it opened, the stall was already lined up with customers who came here with great interest.

At a glance, she couldn’t see the end of the queue. There were more people than she imagined!

 Most of them came here out of curiosity after hearing about Shen Ningning’s nickname of Little Wolf Girl.

 There are also people who want to use her to please the prince.

 In any case, with so many customers, the little guy saw signs that the tea stall business would be booming in the future.

She was beaming with joy.

Jiang Zhi was responsible for serving the fruit ingredients, while Chen Ye put crushed ice and chilled water on top, and several refugees dressed as waiters delivered them to the guests.

 “Shen Ningning!” When Lu Shaoyuan was finally in line, he was already sweating profusely and the folding fan in his hand kept shaking.

Just now he greeted Shen Ningning several times in the crowd, but they were all covered up by the noisy crowd.

 The little guy was so busy that he saw him.

On his chubby face, sweat stuck to his wet black hair, and his eyes were watery, with a smile: "Lu Shaoyuan, you are here too, what flavor do you want to drink?"

As soon as he saw her, the group of good friends behind Lu Shaoyuan made noises.

Everyone pushed each other and winked, as if they were giving some secret signal.

Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes in confusion and looked at Lu Shaoyuan obediently.

Lu Shaoyuan coughed lightly when he was seen, and turned to scold his friends: "Stop arguing!"

 Then, he looked at the various fruits on the table: "I want to drink... Can you recommend one?"

The little guy pointed at the loquat syrup and said, "Drink this! It's our signature tea shop."

“Okay, let’s take this!” Lu Shaoyuan agreed and took out an ingot of gold: “Ten cups.”

Shen Ningning was surprised: "If it weren't for so much, I wouldn't be able to change the money!"

"Then there's no need to look for it. You can take the rest and treat it as my congratulations on opening the store." After Lu Shaoyuan said this, Shen Ningning didn't insist anymore.

 She asked Jiang Zhi and Chen Ye to make twelve cups, and the other two cups were included.

Lu Shaoyuan walked aside and looked at Shen Ningning who was busy, but hesitated to speak.

The Black Wolf King lay at the little guy's feet, opening one eye and then squinting at Lu Shaoyuan's expression.

 Finally, Lu Shaoyuan made up his mind and took a step closer.

“Shen Ningning, it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival soon. Do you and your grandma want to come to me..."

 Before he finished speaking, there was a clatter of horse hooves from the side.

 Everyone turned to look.

I saw rows of light cavalry and iron horses, coming through the dust like clouds breaking through the moon.