Chapter Twenty-Seven: I Smell the Idol of God

Jiang Ningning gave the crow a look: Don't be impatient.

The crow quacked a few times: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! I can't hold back the!

The greening of this community is well done, and although it is a bit outrageous that so many birds suddenly fly, it does not cause panic among the residents in the community.

Jiang Weiwei broadcast live at a young age.

Now that it's suddenly like this, it's obvious that the live broadcast room is hot, and I want to take the opportunity to earn a wave of traffic.

Jiang Ningning doesn't mess around with him, and he is not used to this problem.

"First of all, it's not right for you to hit a bird, is it that I expose you online, you know it yourself, I didn't open a live broadcast, you don't want to be exposed on the Internet, you can completely close your own live broadcast room by yourself, you can't blame me for the traffic."

"Secondly, it's not your dad who borrowed money from me, it's your dad and I who asked for money, and I have a record of how much money he and I have taken over the years."

"Finally, I advise you, the reincarnation of heaven, and apologize to those birds."

Jiang Ningning raised his hand and pointed to the tree next to him.

As Jiang Weiwei turned his head, the sailors in the live broadcast room also saw the dense birds on the trees next to him.

【it!】 How many birds! 】

[Who does the old woman scare, but also the reincarnation of heaven, the reincarnation of Nima. 】

【.>>--Β»Luo Yu. Qingyuan Β«--->---Β» Luoyu. Qingyuan Β«---<< he knew that he was a primary school student, and every time he stole money from his family to give him a reward.

Ignore him now, and he will definitely reward more in a while!

What's more, in order to ask Jiang Ningning for money, grandma had already arranged the house early in the morning.

At this time, Jiang Ningning reprimanded him like this, and Jiang Weiwei suddenly cried out loud-

"You're a bully!"

"How will I live in the future!"

"I'm going to jump off the building!"

As he spoke, Jiang Weiwei turned his head and ran home.

[Jumping off the building is exciting, if you dare to jump, I will reward you with 10,000! ] 】

[Indeed, jumping off a building is more exciting than hitting a bird, if you dare to jump, I will reward you with 100,000! ] 】

γ€οΌŸοΌŸοΌŸ Who are these speakers? How is it like a cult? Is the live broadcast room for junior high school students so scary now? Instigating suicide? 】

[No, junior high school students don't learn this thing well? Is there no one at home? 】

[Only I'm squatting and burying my sister wholeheartedly to collect debts! ] 】

Jiang Weiwei ran away, and the children around him chattered and Jiang Ningning complained.

"Big sister, he just shoots birds every day!"

"Yes, we can all testify that several are killed every day, and Uncle Property is still looking for him, but his grandmother scolded Uncle Property!"

These children are the quasi-children who just cheered Jiang Weiwei's aim.

Jiang Ningning still smiled: "It's great if you can know that it's wrong to bully small animals, and you can't bully small animals in the future, everything has a spirit, whether it's feudal superstition or not, it's always right to be in awe." ”

The child nodded.

Jiang Ningning raised his feet to find Unit 402 on the 24th floor.

"Big sister!" Just now, the little girl caught up with Jiang Ningning, smiled and said to Jiang Ningning: "Yesterday, my grandmother gave my mother a dream, and my mother said that I would go to your store to buy something this afternoon." ”

Jiang Ningning smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you." ”

Unit 1, 24th Floor, 402.

Jiang Weiwei ran home, "Jiang Ningning bullied me, I can't live anymore, let me die!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to rush to the balcony.

While talking, he gave his grandmother and dad a look.

His grandmother immediately went to pull him.

hugged him in his arms, and then raised his hand to hit Jiang Weiwei's father, "It's all your fault, I lost money in business, and now my niece looks down on you, Ning Ning came to the house yesterday and scolded me, and now I come to bully Weiwei again!" ”

Jiang Ningning's uncle was beaten and looked depressed.

"Mom, I don't want to lose money, if Ning Ning didn't want to borrow my money to maintain the follow-up funds, I wouldn't have lost it, I thought we would divide the demolition money equally, I didn't expect her to dominate herself, I thought that her parents didn't have to take care of her early, and I didn't expect her to completely ignore family affection."

[Demolition money? 】

What do you mean? Jiang Weiwei's father lost money in business because of Jiang Ningning? 】

[Oh my God, Jiang Weiwei's family is so poor and sour, the sofas are the kind of cloth sofas that my family eliminated a few years ago, and they are all broken. 】

[Live crying poor, it's really interesting, how much does it cost to hire a screenwriter, introduce it to the domestic drama crew! ] 】

[Don't talk nonsense, squat and bury my sister! ] 】

In order to sell miserably, Jiang Weiwei's grandmother started to arrange it yesterday afternoon, and now seeing the number of people in Jiang Weiwei's live broadcast room, they looked at each other in a place where water friends could not see.

The majority of netizens watched it, not worrying that Jiang Ningning would not take money!

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Weiwei played his acting skills and immediately cried, "It must be Jiang Ningning who came to scold me!" ”

His grandmother hugged him tightly, lest he think of committing suicide, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, grandma is here." ”

Uncle Jiang Ningning went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, facing Jiang Ningning outside, the uncle was stunned for a moment.

How it doesn't feel right.

In the past, Jiang Ningning always shrunk his shoulders and cowered, but now he looks like he has a murderous aura.

He must have been overthinking.

The uncle took a deep breath and smiled at Jiang Ningning: "Ningning is here, come in." ”

Jiang Ningning knew that his uncle's family was rich, and as soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the poor and sour appearance in the house.

This is even poorer than Liu Tao's family.

In order to sell miserably, Liu Tao emptied the furniture at home.

It's all furnished, but it's all old and dilapidated, and it's very poor.

His eyes stayed on the sofa for a moment, Jiang Ningning smiled a little at the corner of his mouth, and walked directly towards the sofa.

Before Jiang Ningning walked to the sofa-

Thump.

Grandma Jiang Ningning knelt down for her directly.

Jiang Weiwei's live broadcast room burst into barrages.

【!】 Isn't Jiang Ningning afraid of folding his life? 】

[Putting aside the facts, let the old man kneel? Die! 】

[Facts aside? Why put it aside? 】

[Let the bullets fly for a while, after all, everyone who is collected by the funeral sister has a miserable beginning, squatting and flipping. 】

Jiang Ningning tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly to look over.

Grandma Jiang Ningning pleaded.

"Ning Ning, please save your uncle, if it weren't for your uncle's shortage of funds now, there would be no way to settle the workers, and grandma wouldn't open this mouth with you."

"When the house was demolished, you took the big head, and you also took the funeral shop handed down by our ancestors, so you can save your uncle, grandma begs you."

Jiang Ningning's uncle rubbed his hands and stood there uneasily.

"Ning Ning, uncle, please help."

Jiang Ningning looked at her grandmother and uncle, "You beg me to broadcast live?" ”

And so on –

Jiang Ningning sniffed.

She smelled the smell of the idol.

That's right, it's the taste of the Guanyin statue on Sanniangniang Mountain.

Depend on!

Not so lucky!