Chapter Twenty-Three: Rotten, Rotten
The system store and system warehouse were frozen all of a sudden, Ning Yangyang looked at the road that was getting closer and closer to Ning's house under his feet, and suddenly remembered the sentence prompted by the system this morning.
"The bad luck point is about to change dramatically, and the data and timing are unpredictable, so please pay attention."
According to Zhang Cuilan's character of retribution, Ning Yangyang herself works tirelessly in the Ning family every day, and she is always beaten and scolded by her to wear small shoes, and when she goes back today, it is hard to imagine what kind of bloody storm Zhang Cuilan will bring her.
Zhang Cuilan's bloody wind and rain are inseparable from scolding, as soon as she thought of this, Ning Yangyang's eyes touched the health value reminder meter, these days it was hanging water, and she was eating something good at Aunt Zhou's house, so it was not easy to move up by one-fifth, if it rose a little and dropped a little, she would never be able to complete the task of restoring health value during the novice protection period.
Not only that, but now there are hidden tasks to be excavated, and for the sake of that bottle of body tonic, she can't go on so recklessly.
In order to complete the task as quickly as possible and earn those 1,000 bad luck points, she needs to make up the infographic.
Why don't you find a random place to sleep tonight and not go back?
Ning Yangyang stared at the big red iron door that was squeaked by the wind at the door, thinking so in her heart, but before she could think about it, Ning Xiaohu's loud voice came from inside.
"Mother! Ning Yangyang is back! ”
Just when she was standing at the door hesitating, Fa Dacai put a rope on her body, pulled Ning Xiaohu, who was sitting in the twisting car, out of nowhere, and rushed to the gate where she was.
The twisting car crashed into the iron door with a loud bang, directly shaking Zhang Cuilan and Ning Degui out of the house.
Ning Yangyang was stunned to look at the disgraced and almost scrapped twisting car that had been played in just one day, accompanied by Zhang Cuilan's rude accusations that she arrived late.
"Ning Yangyang, how good other people's homes are, you can be reluctant to come home after a day outside."
"Get in here and do something!"
Sure enough, Zhang Cuilan never let her down, every time her eyes went dark, something would happen that made her even darker.
Ning Yangyang sat in the swarthy courtyard and watched the sun being dragged down, she would never have thought that Zhang Cuilan could do things so grounded.
She hid all the soybean oil lamps in the house.
"We're going out to buy candy, and if this shirt doesn't make up well before we come back, you can go and sleep with a fortune!"
Ning Yangyang held the eye of the needle to the sun that was about to go out, and for a while she couldn't tell who was smaller between Zhang Cuilan's heart eye and this needle eye.
"Are you sure it's rotten?" The system was silent for a long time, and said, "According to the system's calculations, there will be a lot of bad luck tonight, given that your system store and warehouse are frozen, please prepare in advance." ”。
"Prepare, prepare." Ning Yangyang put aside the big flower shirt that Zhang Cuilan had just appeared on, went back to the house and took out a pen and diary, and recorded all the known information with the last touch of residual sun.
While writing, she was accidentally poked with a pencil, looking at the small pit that was sunken in, Ning Yang said, "I don't want to choose one of the blind and myself being pierced into a sieve." ”
So she took a pencil and tinkered with it in her own hand.
When Ning Yangyang wrote down all the information he knew in his diary, the Ning family came back.
Zhang Cuilan held Ning Degui, followed by Ning Xiaohu, who was glued to the twisting car and eating candy, and looked at Ning Yangyang condescendingly,
"Have you mended your shirts?"
Ning Yangyang held up the small pothole that he had pointed out with a pencil on his hand in advance, "No, it's too dark, and the needle handle has been poked through." ”
"Well deserved." Zhang Cuilan sneered, and the family walked into the kitchen, Ning Degui didn't know from which corner to find the small soybean oil lamp and light it.
The family sat on the table and drank porridge, the porridge in front of Ning Yangyang was crystal clear, she drank silently, silently, vigilant to every question thrown by the Ning family.
Zhang Cuilan's mood looks very good today, she is chewing pickles rattling, and her eyes are staring at Ning Yangyang, who is silently drinking porridge, "What kind of work does Aunt Zhou tell you to do?" ”
"Give Liu Xiaozhuang a make-up lesson." Ning Yangyang paused for a moment and replied to her.
Ning Degui glanced up at her, the porridge gurgled and drank, and after drinking, he paused the bowl in front of Ning Yangyang, "Give me another bowl." ”
Ning Yangyang silently took the bowl and got up, went to the pot to scoop the porridge, and was about to turn around after scooping, "Congratulations on adding 5 unlucky points." The system opened coldly, and Ning Yangyang didn't have time to react. An enamel bowl flew from nowhere and smashed into the back of her head, Ning Yangyang's eyes were black in pain, and the hot porridge in the bowl splashed out, Ning Yangyang endured the pain and grabbed the bowl tightly.
"Congratulations on achieving the Chain Reaction 1.0 achievement, which adds 5 bad luck points."
Despite the system's warning, Ning Yangyang turned around and grabbed the porridge bowl, she didn't understand what she had done wrong.
"If you want to die, you have to die." Ning Yangyang held back the black pain in the back of his head and looked at the family very angrily.
"Oh?" Zhang Cuilan smiled disdainfully, she stood up, went to the needlework to find the needle, and approached her step by step.