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

Shen Ningning watched Mo Lingwei take a dip in the Lingquan Pool and then went down the mountain again.

 She said that Dong Sanhua and Uncle Deng were going to the city today to go to the government office to ask if there was any news about Deng Fugui.

 So they were afraid that the old village chief wouldn't be able to take care of Long'er alone, so they asked Shen Ningning to help take a look at Long'er.

As soon as Shen Ningning left, the house became quiet again.

Mo Lingwei was soaking in the blue water, squinting lazily at the sun above his head.

 “It’s so boring.” I thought I could spend two days with Shen Ningning.

 As a result, she was busier than him, the prince.

She is very popular, and whenever she is in Xiangyun Village, she is always asked to help.

In this case, it would be easier for him to go back to the palace and summon her to see her there every day, which would make it easier to get along with her.

Mo Lingwei planned to stay here tonight and return to the palace tomorrow.

 In the village.

 Shen Ningning hugged Long'er to bask in the sun.

 The little guy is chubby, wearing a thin knitted hat, with a tiger-like head, plump and cute.

 “Da~” He pointed at the sun.

Shen Ningning taught with a smile: "Recite after me, sun~"

 Long'er made a milky voice: "Da da!"

　　It made Shen Ningning smile from ear to ear.

The old village chief was sitting under the eaves, chewing tea stems and looking at them with a smile.

 Looking at it, he felt a little sentimental.

He is already seventy this year and may not have much time left in his life. I wonder if he will have the chance to see wealth again in this life?

At this moment, a sharp laughter came from the door of the courtyard: "Ah, Ning Ning is here too, where are you playing with the child?"

 Looking up, Wang Qiaoer is here again.

Shen Ningning glanced at her and didn't answer.

 Dong Sanhua was soft-hearted and kept Wang Qiao'er, but that didn't mean that Shen Ningning would also treat her well.

　　The old village chief’s face darkened: “What are you doing here!”

Wang Qiaoer said: "Old man, don't get angry when you see me. No, I heard that Sister Sanhua went to the city with Jixiang to inquire about the wealth. I'm here to wait for the result."

As she said that, she pushed the door open and came in. The old village chief glared: "You are not welcome in our home, so don't come in!"

Wang Qiaoer was not afraid of this old man. She smiled and said, "Old man, we were all a family before. Why are you doing this?"

 Shen Ningning raised her frosty beautiful eyes.

“Take one more step and your legs will be broken. Take two steps and you will be paralyzed from the neck down. If you don’t believe it, try it.”

Wang Qiaoer's feet that were still in mid-air froze.

She looked into Shen Ningning's dark eyes and knew that the girl had been known as a lucky girl since she was a child.

 She said it will rain when it rains, and God will clear up when she says it clears up.

Wang Qiaoer didn't dare to offend her casually.

So he took his feet back and stood back at the door.

 Shen Ningning handed Long'er to the old village chief.

The girl looked at Wang Qiaoer with a cold face through the door.

“I don’t know what your intentions are, but remember, as long as you stay in Xiangyun Village for a day, you are not allowed to approach Long’er, otherwise, I will find a way to make you regret it.”

 After saying that, Shen Ningning supported the old village chief and Long Er and returned to the house together.

If she doesn't come today, I don't know if Wang Qiaoer will hug Longer and run away.

 This woman has no qualities at all.

Wang Qiaoer gritted his teeth angrily when he saw the door was closed.

 “What’s there to pull?” She cursed in a low voice.

The brothers she brought have already done a good job and know where the house is.

 Tonight they vacated the house and burned down the old village chief's home.

 Shen Ningning, just wait and cry!

 After a while, Long Er lay on the kang and was coaxed to sleep by Shen Ningning.

 Towards the afternoon, Dong Sanhua and Deng Jixiang finally returned from the city.

Before she entered the door, Shen Ningning heard Wang Qiaoer's anxious inquiry from the yard.

 “Well, is there any news about Fugui?”

The girl stood up and looked out through the window. Uncle Deng didn’t even bother to look at Wang Qiaoer. She was still chasing after him asking endless questions.

Dong Sanhua said patiently: "Sister-in-law Qiao'er, don't be anxious. There is no news from the government yet. In fact, this is a good thing."

If there is news from the government, wouldn't Deng Fugui be arrested as a murderer?

Wang Qiaoer felt sad and said directly: "Fugui is not your son, of course you don't care."

Dong Sanhua received a reprimand for no apparent reason, and opened her mouth innocently, but didn't say anything.

Uncle Deng protected his wife and glared: "Indeed! Fugui is not Sanhua's son. She still accompanied me running in and out of the city just because of your negligence. How can you be a mother!"

Wang Qiaoer's eyes turned red when he was told this.

Dong Sanhua couldn't bear it and gently tugged Uncle Deng's sleeve.

At this moment, Wang Qiaoer stepped forward and said, "Okay, my son has been lost. I know you are anxious too, but don't worry too much. Look, you don't even know if there is dust on your collar."

Before Uncle Deng could react, Wang Qiaoer straightened his collar as if to declare his sovereignty.

 Dong Sanhua stood there awkwardly.

 They seem to be a couple.

 “What are you doing!” Uncle Deng frowned and waved her hand away.

Wang Qiaoer glanced sideways at Dong Sanhua.

"I just care about you. It is said that a hundred years of cultivation can lead to a boat trip, and a thousand years of cultivation can lead to sleeping together. We have been husband and wife at least, and we have a son. Your newly married wife doesn't know how to take care of you. I just asked her to learn a little bit."

Uncle Deng was angry: "What's wrong with you? Sanhua is my only wife. If you say anything bad again, get out of Xiangyun Village."

 After saying that, he protected Dong Sanhua and entered the yard.

Wang Qiaoer wanted to follow up and argue.

Shen Ningning walked to the door, looked at her faintly, and said, "Feet."

Wang Qiaoer was so frightened that he immediately shrank back.

She pursed her lips tightly, looking unwilling to do so.

“Deng Jixiang, if you lose me, you will definitely regret it.”

 After saying that, she turned and left.

Uncle Deng spat: "Without you, I know how beautiful life is."

Dong Sanhua smiled helplessly: "Ignore her, Ning Ning, thank you for helping us take care of Long'er."

Shen Ningning smiled brightly and said: "It's a trivial matter. Besides, Long'er is so cute. Taking care of him is a pleasure."

 …

 At night.

Shen Ningning had dinner with Mo Lingwei as usual, and then went back to the village to live.

She originally wanted to remind Mo Lingwei to pay attention in the past few days to see if there were any strangers wandering around the house.

 However, Mo Lingwei told her that he planned to return to the palace tomorrow.

So Shen Ningning felt that there was no need to alert him.

did not expect…

 At night, Mo Lingwei's head suddenly started to hurt.

The pain that felt like a broken nerve woke him up directly from his sleep!

Mo Lingwei tossed and turned until he fell from the couch to the ground.

"Shen Ningning..." His thin eyes were red, and he stood up holding on to the wall: "I have a headache."

Mo Lingwei shouted, he intuitively felt that he should jump into the water.

So he opened the door and walked along the corridor in a daze.

 The night was very deep, with only the moon hanging high in the sky, illuminating the ground with silvery frost.

When Mo Lingwei passed a room, he suddenly heard voices coming from inside -

 “With a box of jade, we are rich!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was kicked open with a bang.

　　The bandits hiding in the house were startled.

 Didn’t you say there is no one?

 Looking back, I saw a man with red eyes standing at the door with the moonlight behind him.

His voice was slow and full of murderous intent.

 “Who are you?” (End of chapter)