"This, this, this, ......"

Ning Ming's mind was full of a sentence that was particularly popular in the later generations - bad old man, very bad.

If it weren't for the fact that it was my beloved grandmother on the other end of the phone, I would have almost spoken out of my mouth.

These old people have gone through the wind and rain, and they have walked more bridges than they have walked.

Now Ning Ming was a little skeptical that the roads they had taken more than bridges were all called routines.

Otherwise, I really can't figure out why a little clever ghost who has been in the business world for many years would fall so easily into their way.

Ning Ming laughed dryly, said a few perfunctory words casually, hung up the phone as if he was running away, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

In his impression, his grandmother has always been an old man who was born in a difficult era, with a simple style and a simple mind.

Now I find myself more worthy of the latter two evaluations.

should have known that the person who can be Lao Ning's rescuer is by no means an ordinary person.

"Buzz. ”

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

The phone on the desk started vibrating again.

Ning Ming craned his neck and looked timidly......

Emma, despair filled her heart again.

Grandma had just left, and Grandma came again.

He shook his hands and picked up the phone.

Grandma's laughter on the other end of the phone was as amiable as grandma's.

However, the opening sentence is still so uncreative, "Xiaoming, have you eaten?"

"Woo, grandma, I've eaten. ”

Ning Ming's voice fluctuated, and his voice sounded like he was grateful for the care of his elders in the earpiece.

"Oh, my, what's wrong? Sounds like cold?"

"No, no, grandma, I'm fine. ”

Ning Ming actually said to the old man that it is August and September, and the average temperature is thirty or forty degrees, and it is too late to get hot, where will it freeze.

"Well, I'm telling you, you have to blow less air conditioning. Grandma was still concerned.

Well, if you take the air conditioning factor into account, then this concern is more logical.

"Mm-hmm, I know Grandma. ”

It's always nice to be cared for, and grandma's care comes from the heart, not a routine.

So Ning Ming's response was also very sincere, "It's you, how is your old man?"

"Okay, very good, hahaha, there is such a filial and obedient and excellent barbarian, how can it be bad, hahaha. ”

Grandma's laughter sounded really happy.

Ning Ming was really happy to listen to the praise of the elders.

"Especially when I think that my good son is going to become a college student in a famous foreign university, I am happy every day, and it is difficult to think about it well, ho ho ho ho~"

“……”

Ning Ming was silent.

He was tempted to give himself a big-ear scraper.

Why do you talk so much?

It's okay now, it's another drama, and it's falling into the pit again.

Woo, no wonder I am so invincible in the mall, so easy, so smart, it turns out that this is all family genes.

Genes inherited from grandma's generation.

Hurriedly ended the conversation in a few words, and temporarily broke free from his grandmother's clutches, Ning Ming wiped his sweat.

What is this?

Grandma was a rescuer moved by my father before, is my grandmother a rescuer moved by my mother this time?

In other words, the whole family formed a united front, and they ended up in a field where they were attacked by the enemy and fought alone?

Hey, it's okay, the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the heroes have been lonely since ancient times.

As long as the skin is thick, the needle can't penetrate it.

What's more, after being reborn, Ning Ming not only wants to become a rich generation, but also wants to live a life that is completely different from before and completely dominated by himself.

So I can only be a diehard and stubbornly resist.

"Actually, I support you not going. ”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice floated behind him.

Ning Ming was startled and turned around.

I saw Ning Jin standing outside the door leaning leisurely, looking at himself expressionlessly.

"Why?"

Turn around and face him head-on.

Ning Jin took the initiative to speak, which made Ning Ming's heart moved.

These days, he has worked hard to mend the relationship between the two people.

Taking the initiative to come to the door to talk, does it mean that the estrangement is gradually dissolving?

"Why should you listen to them?"

Ning Jin shrugged his shoulders calmly, "Your name is Ning Ming, not Ning Jianbing, why do you listen to what they say?"

"Okay. ”

Ning Ming smiled at him, "I'll seriously consider your suggestion." ”

"Whew, whatever you want. ”

Ning Jin put down the hand that was copied in front of his chest, waved his arm disdainfully as he turned around, and immediately paced back to his room.

Smiling as he watched the door to his bedroom close.

Ning Ming shook his head with a smile.

Ning Jin's words actually don't have a reference opinion, he is just a black man, black for the sake of black, anyway, no matter whether Ning Jianbing and his wife are correct or not, he has to do the opposite.

Use life to explain that I am me, fireworks of different colors.

However, what he said, "Your name is Ning Ming, not Ning Jianbing", did touch Ning Ming's heart.

In the previous life, there were many regrets.

In this life, he didn't want to let these regrets remain in his heart anymore.

After straightening out his mood, he threw away the routines of the two old men and began to draft the project plan.

"Grandma, grandma, I'm sorry, I'll take you to Hipi when I make a lot of money. ”

Ning Ming found a very comfortable excuse for himself, and worked without distractions.

After a while, the penguin prompt sounded, and Zhou Tong's avatar flashed in the lower right.

"Are you there?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Oh, that's right, after all, we're going to college, and we're going to have to go our separate ways after a while, so I called a few people with better relationships to have a meal together in the evening, and you have to come." ”

"Oh...... Good. ”

Ning Ming pondered for a moment and agreed.

"Okay, around half past four, I'll wait for you at the gate of the second factory, see you or leave." ”

"Good. ”

However, today Ning Jianbing and his wife came back very early.

Just after four o'clock, the two stepped into the house.

Seeing that the living room was empty, Li Yulan came over and knocked on Ning Ming's door.

"Mom. ”

Ning Ming's lips twitched, and he didn't know if he wanted to smile or what he wanted.

He is now a die-hard, an education target, and he is always embarrassed to see his parents' faces.

"All day. ”

"Well, nothing. Ning Ming smiled.

"How's it going, how have you thought about it?"

Li Yulan closed the door and sat at the head of Ning Ming's bed, looking at her with a peaceful look.

"Haha?

"You're playing stupid with me, aren't you?"

Li Yulan glared at him, "What your father said is all angry words, you are your parents' son, you don't want to go out, can we still force you to fail?"

"I just think it's a rare opportunity and I don't want you to lose it. ”

"I know. ”

Ning Ming pursed his lips and replied expressionlessly.

He is actually relatively more willing to talk to his mother, and there is not so much pressure.

"So what?" asked Li Yulan.

"I still want to stay in the country. ”

"But I do what I say, you and Dad don't have to worry about it financially. ”

"I'm an adult, these ...... It can be done. ”

"Silly boy, what are you talking about?"

Li Yulan shook her head with a smile, "I said that your father was angry, how could we ignore you when we are fathers and mothers?"

"No, Mom, I think Dad's sentence is very right, any talk about personality independence without the premise of economic independence is nonsense, so since I choose independence, I should bear all this. ”

Ning Minggang expressed his posture seriously.

Before Li Yulan could respond, she suddenly heard a very discordant explosion and quarrel from the living room outside.

What happened?

Mother and son looked in the direction of the sound source.