There is no need to look back, Ning Bing'er also knows who is shouting at herself, but this call is too unfamiliar, she doesn't know how to deal with it, she greets her with a smile, it seems too hypocritical, if she keeps a straight face, doesn't answer, and ignores it?

Ning Bing'er, who didn't know how to be good in hesitation, stood at the staircase in a daze.

"Bing'er, you're back, come over for a meeting, grandma bought you your favorite grapes, and went to the supermarket to pick them for you. Ning Xiangtian didn't know when he was already standing next to Ning Bing'er, looking at Ning Bing'er with a flattering little expression.

Turning her head to look at Ning Xiangtian, the kind of little daughter-in-law who saw her in-laws' face, was afraid, nervous, frightened, and flattering, and all kinds of careful thoughts were mixed together, which made Ning Bing'er want to laugh a little.

I want to laugh and think of that night, this timid and cowardly man dared to take drugs, he is really unseemly, he can do anything.

Looking at Ning Bing'er, who was indifferent, and kept looking at himself intently, Ning Xiangtian lowered his head with some shame, blushing, embarrassed to look at Ning Bing'er's cold eyes again.

It was a pair of eyes with a dissecting of internal organs without a knife, and with a slight glance, he could easily interpret the thoughts in his heart, Ning Xiangtian was really not Ning Bing'er's opponent, he only dared to lower his head and not fight with her, so as not to lose the upper hand and get injured.

That night was indeed Ning Xiangtian's ghost's confusion, and he wanted to possess Ning Bing'er without knowing the sky, this kind of stupid idea and practice was reprehensible and unbearable, this was a foolish behavior after being carried away by love, and it was a sad love.

"Bing'er ......" was the heavy shout again, but the tone was full of grievances and peace, the voice was very gentle and soft, and there was no other emotion.

This is the voice of grandma begging for peace, and it is also the second time grandma wants to pull back the voice of being arrogant, Ning Bing'er doesn't want to pretend anymore, and she doesn't want to hold it, so she slowly turned her head, glanced at the humble man in front of her, and looked at the kind old man.

The eighty-year-old man, who put down his dignity, face, and figure, stood flatteringly and tremblingly, looking at it with a weak and worried face, carefully waiting for this junior to forgive himself for his prejudice and indifference to her for so many years.

From these dim old eyes, Ning Bing'er didn't see her arrogance and coldness, didn't see her coldness and domineering, didn't see her self-pride and condescending, grandma became cautious and cautious, and became gentle and loving looking at her.

Growing up so big, Ning Bing'er always felt like a child that no one wanted, and she was so lonely that she didn't know what the existence of family affection was, and overnight, it seemed that all the things she had lost had come back.

Pampering and respect for a lifetime, these words have nothing to do with themselves, and today they are enveloping themselves, Ning Bing'er was carried away by these long-lost loves, and her chest was very uncomfortable.

Stunned, looking at her grandmother stupidly, she didn't know how to respond to this lonely old man, and even felt that she looked at people like real like this.

"Grandma......" Ning Bing'er said softly, and she couldn't hear any sound in a low and suppressed voice, her face was flushed, and she didn't know what to do.

"Come and sit down. Old Madam Ning didn't know if it was because her hearing was super good, or if she saw Ning Bing'er's mouth moving, she guessed something, and excitedly took over the words and greeted Bing'er.

Hearing her grandmother's urgent voice, Ning Bing'er looked down at her dress, she was still wearing a black sweatshirt, a pair of sweatpants, and a black backpack, and her whole body was full of depressed colors, which made people look too dull.

"Grandma, I'm going to change my clothes. Ning Bing'er whispered, and then rushed upstairs like an escape.

Ning Xiangtian, who was standing at the top of the stairs and was in close contact with Ning Bing'er, seemed to hear Ning Bing'er's heartbeat accelerating, as well as the sound of wheezing and aggravation, looking at her back rushing up, Ning Xiangtian's heart was trembling and depressed.

Slowly turned around, walked to his grandmother's side in disappointment, sat on the sofa weakly, the whole person was languished like a mollusk with muscles and bones, leaning limply against the sofa with his eyes closed to recuperate, and his heart was hollowed out like an empty thought.

"Tian'er, don't worry, Bing'er will forgive you. Old Madam Ning went to Ning Xiangtian's side, touched the hair of this precious grandson, and looked at him with a loving and doting face.

In fact, Ning Xiangtian's mind is like Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it, whether it is the housekeeper Wu's mother or the grandmother who loves him, anyone can see his heart for Ning Bing'er.

It's just that he takes advantage of his family's favor for him, and persecuts Ning Bing'er without fear, without any skill, without any circumstance, without any sincerity, and wants to conquer Bing'er with his own human methods, such a ridiculous way of doing things can only be a home remedy that such a naïve ghost can come up with.

"Grandma, does Bing'er still hate me?" Ning Xiangtian threw himself into the old man's arms aggrievedly, like a docile kitten, begging for grandma with an innocent and helpless face.

"Who told you to do things without brains? It's okay, family, how can there be hatred or hate. Grandma touched Ning Xiangtian's head and quietly glanced at Bing'er's room, the door was still locked, and the door was still not opened.

"But I'm afraid, afraid that Bing'er will become someone else's. Ning Xiangtian raised his big eyes full of tears, and looked at his grandmother coquettishly and helplessly.

Maybe this old man gave him too much warmth, so that this man would let go of his dignity, put down his face, and be so well-behaved and helpless in front of the people he trusted.

Mrs. Ning raised her old hands full of spots and trembling, but her skin was still smooth and tender, and slowly stroked the head of this precious grandson, her eyes full of love and helplessness, wrapping the old man.

Thinking of that night, Ning Xiangtian ran to her in despair, watching this man lose his mind, lose his mind, and lose his mind by Ning Bing'er, and he didn't know what to do, Old Madam Ning's heart was broken.

She wanted to help this hard-working child, but she didn't know how to help her, so she could only hold him, watch him cry hard in her arms, crying loudly, and the heart-rending cry made Mrs. Ning's heart tremble and hurt.

People who don't know, who do you think is the funeral, which filial son cries so emotionally?

Looking at the man who was crying tired and crying asleep in his arms, Mrs. Ning calmly pulled herself out, helped him cover the quilt, and then sat on the sofa and watched this poor grandson for a night.

That night, she had no sleep, such a beloved child, the love road was so bumpy, and it was heart-wrenching, she wanted to help him, wanted to make him happy, wanted to fulfill his wish,

Facts have proved that the opportunity has also come, as long as you have a heart, God will definitely not disappoint your true feelings.

Yuan Xuefei, a cheap woman, sold her house, swaggered and took the money and left, she didn't even want her son and left by herself.

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