As soon as he was in the kitchen, Sui Bao felt that his father's smile was strange, and he had an indescribable feeling.

It wasn't until she was in the living room that she saw Ning Tingchen smiling and putting the last big bowl of tonic soup in front of Lu Mojin that she understood.

Before, when the second brother said that the third brother was using him, and everyone didn't believe it, the third brother also laughed like this.

Ning Tingchen put down the bowl and advised: "Sui Bao's hand-stewed tonic soup, you are weak, drink more." ”

Looking at the bowl in front of him, which was comparable to the size of his face, Lu Mojin smiled slightly, and said obediently: "Thank you, Uncle Ning." ”

Then he picked up the spoon and started drinking the soup.

No more than Ning Ziyan and the others' excited hearts and trembling hands, eager to try the attitude, he really drank.

One bite after another, I don't know what kind of delicacy I thought was in the world.

Ning Weijing tasted it unbelievingly, and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it just a little sweet water, who makes up the soup like this......"

The rest of the words were replaced by a miserable scream from him.

"Stinky old seven, what are you pinching me for!" Ning Weijing was furious.

On the other hand, Ning Weiyu, the initiator, was surprised when she heard this, "Sixth brother, when did I pinch you?" ”

Although Ning Weijing said that he was very useful to the sixth brother, pinching is pinching, which is not the same thing.

He still wanted to say something, but he saw a small head coming over next to him, and asked him in a milky voice, "Sixth brother, is it really that unpleasant?" ”

"Of course not!" Ning Weijing regretted it just after his mouth was almost finished.

If it weren't for the lack of ink in his stomach, he would have found a thousand words of praise to make his sister happy.

However, he was uneducated, his face was red, and he held back a sentence, "It's very delicious, I've never drunk such a delicious thing in my life!" ”

One sentence successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Old Man Ning glared at him, "Out of breath, drink more if you like." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Mojin, who was drinking the "soup" with his head bored, and nodded with satisfaction, "Mojin, the soup is a little hot, you don't have to drink it slowly." ”

Hearing this, Sui Bao nodded, and followed the old man's words: "Brother Mo Jin doesn't need to drink so much, just taste it!" ”

Hearing that my sister took special care of others, and the brothers led by Ning Ziyan were unhappy.

Even Ning Qingyao, who has always had a gentle personality, inevitably felt sour in his heart, and had a feeling of being "betrayed".

Ning Xuzhun didn't show anything, just silently picked up the soup bowl and drank it all.

The little milk group was stunned, and grew up with a mouth, "Fifth brother, is it hot?" ”

"It's not hot." Ning Xuzhun said, stood up, "I still have some things, I'll go back to the room first." ”

Old Man Ning waved his hand, his cloudy eyes were stained with anger, "If you don't find out those people who are doing trouble behind your back as soon as possible, you won't want to have a peaceful birthday at home." ”

He didn't understand, there were so many evil arts in the Seven Dou Sect, why didn't he fight with his good granddaughter, but instead used these pickled methods that couldn't be put on the table.

No, the Seven Dou Sect was originally a group of rats, and all they cultivated were forbidden books that could not see the light of day.

Could it be that they were afraid of his good granddaughter, so they planned to use terrible words to force the Ning family to send Sui Bao away from Haicheng?

They want to be beautiful!

Seeing Ning Xuzhun's back leave, Sui Bao turned to look at the angry old man Ning, rushed over and threw himself into his arms, and said in a milky voice: "Grandpa, don't worry, Sui Bao has already thought of a way!" ”

"Really?" Old Man Ning and Ning Weijing spoke at the same time.

Although Ning Tingchen's uncle and nephew didn't speak, they smiled with a doting expression, and they obviously didn't take the words of the little milk dumplings seriously.

However, this kind of inappropriateness is not that I feel that the little milk group is talking nonsense, but that I know that the current matter is so big that it cannot be easily solved.

It is not difficult to suppress all the hot search news, but the difficult thing is to block the mouths of the people and make up for the image of Suibao in front of the public.

Language is a sharp blade, and now she is still young, and she can happily face the remarks made by those sunspots, so what about the future?

There are only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent thieves, even if they protect the treasure of the year well, the day when the eagle grows up will always come.

In order to grasp the middle degree, Ning Ziyan even contacted Ning Xingfei and asked him about his psychological journey when he was hacked before.

Ning Xingfei said: "Lie flat, you will be scolded for filming, you will be scolded for walking, you will be scolded for eating, and those sunspots' tricky angles can't be prevented at all." ”

But let Sui Bao learn from him, not to mention whether Sui Bao is willing or not, everyone in the Ning family is definitely unwilling.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Sui Bao was not in a hurry, and urged the few people who didn't drink the soup to finish the soup quickly.

For the little sweet water that doesn't have any special taste, it's made by a small milk ball, and everyone is very cooperative.

As if he didn't believe that they were so refreshing, Sui Bao ran over one by one to confirm that they were all drinking, which was like a sigh of relief.

"Suibao, is this Fu Shui?" Looking at a series of things for his good granddaughter, Old Man Ning guessed something no matter how dull he was.

Sui Bao nodded obediently, and slowly lowered his little head under the old man's almost scrutinizing gaze.

Don't be too obvious about the weakness of the heart.

Old Man Ning's face sank suddenly, and the crutches in his hand slammed into the ground, making a silent crashing sound.

"Bastard!"