Chapter 7: The Return of the Son

All three replied at the same time,

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"I don't know!"

Xu Shaoqiao lowered his head in embarrassment, knowing that the two of them spoke in unison, and he also said that he didn't know each other.

Ning Xiangsheng laughed, if Ning Chaolai and Uncle Xu Shaoqiao knew each other, he would have a lot of peace of mind, looking at the appearance of the three of them, he was not worried that Ning Chaolai would be bored when he came to the school.

"Come on, bring the scroll on the table." Ning Xiangsheng said.

Ning Chaolai obediently hugged the five painting scrolls on the table, and at this time, Ning Xiangsheng looked at Tai Shuhuan and Xu Shaoqiao and said,

"This is the painting that your husband wants, if it is not enough, you can come and get it again."

The two of them got up at the same time and saluted, "Thank you, Prime Minister." ”

"You're welcome." Ning Chao said, stuffed the painting into Uncle Tai's arms, rolled his eyes, and said, "Don't dye the ink." ”

Saying that he is black, saying that he is black, Uncle Tai suppressed his anger and smiled to Ning Chao, "Thank you." ”

Ning Chaolai raised his lips and only smiled silently.

"Then let's go back first." Xu Shaoqiao bowed.

"Go ahead."

Ning Xiangsheng was speechless, the two turned around, and when they were stepping, Uncle Tai glanced at Ning Chaolai fiercely. This girl's piece, their beam is finished!

Ning Xiangsheng looked at the backs of the two of them leaving, and said with emotion,

"At a young age, you know how to advance and retreat, and you will definitely make a difference in the future."

Ning Chaolai pouted, "It can't be a lifetime, it may not be a big thing." ”

"Asahi for what?" Ning Xiangsheng looked at Ning Chaolai in surprise, what can a five-year-old child see?

Ning Chaolai stuck out his tongue, "That's what the book says. ”

Ning Xiangsheng breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, since ancient times, a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, although he doesn't want Ning Chaolai to know nothing, but he is also afraid that he will cause trouble if he is too outstanding.

In the early morning of the second day, because he wanted to go to the school as soon as possible, Ning Chaolai had already packed up and dressed himself before the girl came.

When I opened the window, I saw snowflakes falling straight down, piling up on the roof, covering a few fallen leaves in the courtyard, and as far as the eye could see, it was a white expanse, and the sound of feet stepping on the snow came to my ears.

Soon, the cuckoo entered the house with the stove, and when he saw Ning Chaolai's appearance, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Miss, who cleaned it up for you?"

Isn't she responsible for dressing and grooming Ning Chaolai on weekdays?

Ning Chaolai didn't answer, but watched intently as the cuckoo placed the stove on the bronze shelf.

When she died, it was also winter, and the girl added carbon to the stove...... Until now, she wasn't sure if the fire was her dream, or if everything that had been reborn was a dream.

"Cuckoo, get me an umbrella." Ning Chao said, closed the window that had been pushed open, and walked to the door.

The cuckoo took the umbrella and said, "Where is the young lady going, slave maid ......?"

"Not necessarily." Ning Chaolai interrupted Du Juan's words, took the umbrella, and said, "I'm going to the academy, I'm going alone, I don't need you to accompany me." Ah Weng asked, you tell the truth. ”

"No, Miss, the sedan chair man, no, the sedan chair man said it, the sedan chair man will send you there, Miss!"

watched Ning Chaolai go farther and farther away, and didn't look back. The cuckoo slapped himself on the lips in annoyance, listening to what she was saying.

Ning Chaolai has always been assertive, no matter what happens, as long as she says it, Du Juan will not dare to disobey, not to mention that Ning Chaolai, who seems to have grown up all of a sudden, makes Du Juan a little in awe.