This problem has been bothering Ning Bing'er since last time, but Kang Yi was cautious and stopped it last time, otherwise he might still be able to figure out some things.

Although she was curious, Ning Bing'er didn't know it, and she didn't care, and continued to gulp down the crisp apples, but Ning Xiangtian was too naïve and too real, and she raised her head to look up without any scheming, and wanted to know what was on it.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Ning Bing'er deliberately coughed lightly, wanting to remind Ning Xiangtian not to be too obvious, there was no disgust in his eyes, but worry and forbearance.

This kind of look is a profit for Ning Xiangtian, after all, he has never found that Ning Bing'er cares about himself so much before, let alone cares about himself.

Hearing Ning Bing'er's reminder, Ning Xiangtian came back to his senses very consciously, looked at Ning Bing'er lightly and smiled, and continued to eat apples, but his head still couldn't help but look up, wondering what was going on above.

Curiosity is the instinct that distinguishes humans from animals, and it is also the ladder of human progress.

There was another rustle, this time accompanied by the sound of footsteps walking, which continued for a long time, and then after a loud bang, the sound on the roof was completely still, and there was no sound at all.

The brother and sister looked at each other, and Bing'er pondered more calmly, already discerning the sound of beating and dragging from the voice, and calmly glanced at Ning Xiangtian with a blank face, this simple and stupid man still tilted his head in confusion, pouted, and continued to think about what the sound was.

Insight and pattern can indeed limit a person's thinking and imagination, not to mention that this ignorant and ignorant man has always grown up in a spoiled child, and the bloody or murderous pictures have only been seen on TV, and even chickens dare not kill people, what can he know?

"It's okay, it's just that there are some wild cats in the house, and they're walking around. Wang Cuihua hurriedly played sloppy, wanting to hide from the world and avoid their suspicions.

"Wild cat?" Ning Xiangtian, a man who was so simple that he was a little stupid, took his distrust to the extreme, and his handsome face was full of distrust and suspicion.

"Well, on the outskirts of the village, there are always some poor animals to rest their feet. Wang Cuihua said even more indifferently, that kind of calm concentration was like no one, and it was full of indifference in silence.

"My sister is so loving. Ning Bing'er once again praised Wang Cuihua stupidly and sweetly, her eyes were pure and pure, and there was no extra sense of invitation.

Even though she was already scared to the limit in her heart, she was already scared to the extreme, and she had already decided everything in her heart and closed the coffin, but Ning Bing'er's face was still smirking calmly, and she still looked cute.

This kind of true character is just in place, there is no excessive cover-up, and there is no pure stupidity, every minute and every inch is just right.

"Hungry or not, my sister will cook for you, take you outside after eating, come twice, and don't take you to visit this village properly. Wang Cuihua stood up and prepared to cook.

Seeing Wang Cuihua walk out, Ning Bing'er also quickly got up and followed, approaching or monitoring this woman more in the name of helping.

"Sister, Brother Liang Jiaqi has never come back?" Ning Bing'er had a very simple expression, looked at her without any scheming and asked.

Hearing the name Liang Jiaqi, Wang Cuihua trembled obviously, and Ning Xiangtian was also stunned, this name has a special meaning for the two of them.

The woman who had already walked a few steps suddenly stopped, turned around and touched Bing'er's head, and smiled gently, the arc raised on the corner of the strong crossbow's mouth was like a curved bow, too deliberate.

This question suddenly made the calm woman a little flustered and nervous, and the vagueness in her eyes was not hidden at once.

Ning Bing'er quickly captured the woman's forbearance and perfunctory, and this woman with a story in her eyes didn't know how long she could hide it.

"That dead ghost, I don't know where to fool around!" Wang Cuihua looked at Ning Bing'er with a depressed face, her eyes were full of loneliness and loneliness, she looked up at the ceiling inexplicably, and sighed slightly in some pain.

Her every expression was cautious, but it was still captured by Ning Bing'er and analyzed the implied meaning.

What I see in the woman's look is bitterness, which is another expression of love, the bitterness of not being able to love.

The last time it was hidden, this time, why did Wang Cuihua reveal it unabashedly?

Squinting, eyes rolling, quick thinking about what the hell is going on?

Treachery!?

Could it be that Liang Jiaqi is locked upstairs?

Ning Bing'er didn't dare to think about it or guess anymore, she had to find out all the mysteries as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, Ning Bing'er couldn't help but raise her head to look at the claustrophobic doors and windows, all of which were dark car films, upstairs in order to be so dim?

"Xiaoyi, what do you like to eat, sister will make it for you!" Wang Cuihua asked with a change of face, forcing a smile from the loss just now.

"Sister, I'm not a picky eater, as long as it's not too spicy, it's fine. Ning Bing'er took Wang Cuihua's hand and slowly walked out of the living room.

Ning Xiangtian was left alone in this living room, he looked at the cold and unfamiliar environment, and thought of the man "Liang Jiaqi" mentioned by Bing'er just now, the man who ruined his mother.

For this man, Ning Xiangtian had never really confronted him, and he didn't even have the opportunity to meet, but he attributed all the changes in his mother today to this man.

When she was a child, her mother always protected herself, tried her best to be good to herself, carefully maintained her relationship with her father, and took care of the family with affection.

I don't know when the man Liang Jiaqi appeared next to Yuan Xuefei, and her mother was obsessed with this man, and even did not hesitate to quarrel with her father for this man.

From beginning to end, Ning Xiangtian didn't understand where this man was better than his father?

Would a mother give up her father for the sake of such a rural villager?

Hearing Ning Bing'er's question today, his originally calm heart was turbulent again, and the undercurrent was surging, he wanted to see the true face of this man's Lushan, and also wanted to see if this man had three heads and six arms, better than his father?

Upstairs this time it was louder, like the sound of falling something, but the sound was so muffled that I couldn't hear what it was.

Raising his head and looking at the ceiling in a daze, no matter how stupid Ning Xiangtian was, he could guess that it was not a wild cat upstairs, but the sound of being beaten.

Sticking out his head to look outside the living room, there was no movement, as if there was no one else in the house except Wang Cuihua.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiangtian stood up boldly, walked out with a left and right expectation, tiptoeing like a thief, cute, cute, and naïve, and there was no gangsterism or manhood on his body at all.