"Hmm.... Hmmm...."

Tang Ning's face turned red, his head shook faster than a pendulum, his hands kept swinging in the air, and he made every effort to make a negative gesture.

It took a long time for her to speak, "It's not cohabitation! I'm here for breakfast.... I slept at home last night.... Just went up... Come down again..."

"I didn't sleep with Downing last night!"

Nie Zheng's killer's true character is to be fast, accurate and ruthless, and this sentence is the most direct way to relieve Tang Ning.

He hated Jiang Jie in his heart, and he didn't bother to talk to him, so he took Qingqing's hand and walked outside.

Downing was stunned for a moment, but there was nothing wrong with that, and she ran out with her.

"Dad, why is my uncle's thumb in vain?"

Jiang Jie pinched Nie Zheng with the thumb of his right hand, almost fractured, and was bandaged with gauze at the moment.

Nie Zheng smiled slightly: "Uncle is not well-behaved, his finger is injured!"

Jiang Jie watched the three of them leave, although he hated it in his heart, but it finally proved that Tang Ning had not happened to Nie Zheng for the time being.

"Meow drop! Labor and management don't do it again, Tang Ning has kept it for so long.... Hehe, it's going to be cheap!"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Jie's mouth, and he took out his mobile phone, "Hey, cousin, will I report something to you....."

Nie Zheng led Tang Ning and Qingqing to the vegetable market to buy corn, pork, eggs, and cornstarch.

Qingqing was so happy in the vegetable market that she had to touch everything and then express her "unique" opinion.

"Dad, aunt, do you know why there are 'east' melons, pumpkins, watermelons in the market, but there are no pumpkins, because I think the north is too cold, melons and melons don't like there, and my aunt is also afraid of the cold, and she has to sleep lazy in winter, and her mother-in-law said that she is a lazy worm, and Qingqing is better than her!"

If Downing hadn't taken her back, she would have been able to spend a day there.

"Qingqing, you watch cartoons with your aunt, and your father makes breakfast in the kitchen!"

"Yes!"

Tang Ning has adapted to Nie Zheng's way of speaking, anyway, as long as he is with his baby daughter, it is his baby daughter who leads him to do things, as if Qingqing takes care of her.

Since the death of her mother, Tang Ning has lost the feeling of being taken care of, and it is happy to be able to take care of others, but it feels very strange to let a five-year-old child take care of herself, and she even thinks that Nie Zheng is too numb to think that her daughter is independent.

Although Qingqing's mother Yang Ying is very independent and very strong, Tang Ning thinks that Qingqing is not like that.

Nie Zhengcai didn't expect Tang Ning to be so careful because of his words, he was cooking a delicious breakfast for his daughter in the kitchen.

He minced pork, which was easy for the killer, or he used a knife to kill chicken, and the minced pork was marinated with light soy sauce, sugar, pepper, and cornstarch.

Nie Zheng used a knife to cut out all the corn kernels, the knife technique is like a god, if Qingqing sees it, he will definitely applaud, and he will definitely be proud of his father, but this kind of rude action of playing with a knife, he is unwilling to let the little princess imitate, he is willing to Qingqing to follow Tang Ning's example, to be a quiet girl with temperament.

The corn kernels are divided into two, half of them are ground into corn flour, and the corn kernels are put into boiling water together, and when the aroma of the corn is released, the marinated pork is poured in, and the corn soup is mixed with pork to be more sweet.

"Dad, it smells so good! Hurry up, hurry up!"

Qingqing outside was already shouting loudly and cheering, and Tang Ning was also overjoyed when he heard it, imagining the deliciousness of the corn soup.

Nie Zheng enjoyed his daughter's praise very much, and took advantage of the time between cooking the minced pork, boiled the batter with corn starch and cold water, beat two eggs in a bowl, and added a small amount of salt to taste.

The minced pork in the pot was already cooked, Nie Zheng poured the batter into it, adjusted the taste, and a pot of fragrant corn soup was formed, only a little garnished.

Nie Zheng turned off the fire, and the egg pulp was poured into it, stirring it up slightly, the heat in the corn custard was enough to cook the eggs, but it was not old, floating in it like a flowing cloud, full of color, flavor, and flavor.

Just eating liquid food in the morning can't satisfy people's appetites, Nie Zheng has his own method, using the principle of fast, accurate and ruthless that killers are best at, to make another dish.

He beat three eggs into the bowl, stirred it quickly, added fish sauce and pepper to taste, boiled the pot red, poured the egg mixture, immediately turned off the heat, the spatula stirred rapidly, and a plate of slippery and attractive Nie's eggs was completed in less than a minute.

Qingqing leaned on Tang Ning's arms, a small tender hand like a lotus root, pointing at the duck in the TV screen, "giggling".

Tang Ning has no interest in this kind of cartoon, but looking at Qingqing's "silly" cute appearance is also very interesting, and he can't help but kiss her hair, smell the milk, and softly scold "Little fool!"

"Auntie, auntie, daddy's song, daddy's song!"

Qingqing raised her head and shook Tang Ning's arm vigorously with both hands, Tang Ning knew Qingqing's temperament, and whatever she felt happy about, she must share it with others.

She raised her head, it turned out that the cartoon had come to an end for the time being, but instead of entering the advertising time, a song was inserted, and the melody of the song was very familiar, and it was really a bit like the song "Little Hands Holding Big Hands" that Nie Zheng played and sang by himself

The singing is a very innocent-looking little actress, also holding the guitar and slowly sweeping the chords.

Qingqing's stupid girl, when she saw others playing the guitar, she thought she was singing her father's song, and in the child's heart, her father is omnipotent.

Tang Ning gently stroked Qingqing's head, "Little fool".

The subtitles came out, and it turned out that the singer was called Zhao Xiaoying, hey, the song title turned out to be "Little Hands Holding Big Hands".

Tang Ning couldn't help but straighten up, is there really such a coincidence in this world?

But in any case, how can a singer sing Nie Zheng's song, even if it is the same song, it is also Nie Zheng's singing family, but it is estimated that the chance of the same song title is the greatest.

Tang Ning couldn't help but stick out his tongue, just now, he was really the same as Qingqing thought, thinking that someone else sang Nie Zheng's song, but the melody was really similar.

The subtitles typed out the songwriter, and Tang Ning smiled in his heart: "It can't be Nie Zheng...."

"Huh?"

Tang Ning cried out in a lost voice, his eyes widened, the songwriter was really Nie Zheng.

"I still remember the fireworks from that concert

I still remember that cool late autumn

Remember when the crowd pushed you towards me

The amusement park was crowded at the right time"

The song sounded slowly, and Tang Ning determined that Nie Zheng on the subtitles was Nie Zheng who had just come out of the kitchen with breakfast.

"Tang Ning, Qingqing come over for breakfast!"

"Nie Zheng, you wrote that song on TV?" Tang Ning pointed to the TV, and his pretty face turned red with excitement.

This song was naturally not written by Nie Zheng, but in Lanxing, it can only be regarded as his work, Nie Zheng nodded awkwardly, "Hmm!"

"Yesterday's 100,000 yuan?"

"Royalties!"

Tang Ning stuck out his tongue, "Nie Zheng, you are really hard to guess, I really want to know what you did in the past, that private family..."

Tang Ning didn't dare to say that she asked a private detective to investigate Nie Zheng, but she was now sure that the news that the private detective gave back was inconsistent with anything except that Nie Zheng's address and his father were true.

"My past is terrifying even to me, and I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I say it!"

Nie Zheng scooped a bowl of corn soup for each of the two beauties, "Tang Ning, eat it, don't be stupid!", Nie Zheng scolded with a smile.

"Know!", Tang Ning looked at Qingqing embarrassedly, the little guy had already finished eating a bowl of "let's chirp" and licked his tongue, "Dad, I want to!"

Is it really that delicious?

Tang Ning was infected by Qingqing, and immediately took a bite, and the sweet and smooth corn soup slid into her mouth, which was simply a delicacy in the world, and Tang Ning almost swallowed his tongue into his stomach.

She gently stroked her face with her right hand, and a pair of apricot eyes bent into the moon with joy, "Well, it's delicious!"

"It's just a bowl of corn soup, is it worth your joy to be like a fool?" Nie Zheng scolded with a smile: "Tang Ning, it seems that you are a little glutton!"

Tang Ning playfully stuck out her tongue, took the slippery egg that Nie Zheng scooped over with a spoon, said "thank you", and couldn't wait to put it in her mouth, her eyes smiled into a crescent moon again, "Well, it's delicious!"

Nie Zheng suddenly felt that his past life was not in vain, at least he had taught himself good cooking skills, and at this moment he could cook for his daughter Qingqing and his only friend Tang Ning, is there anything more satisfying in the world?

At present, Tang Ning can't care about the image of a lady, she swallowed corn soup in her mouth, took out the phone, and answered vaguely, "Hey, well, the principal... That's it.... Let me ask...."

"Nie Zheng!" Tang Ning suddenly felt that what he wanted to ask was very stupid, "The principal said that you should go to the school tomorrow to repair the electrical appliances, the old price, three hundred yuan plus the carriage and horse fare....."

"Heh...."Tang Ning laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm so stupid, you can earn 100,000 yuan with a song, how can you go to electrical maintenance again!"