Chapter Twenty-Seven: "Good Wife" Si Ningdong
It was as if I remembered something terrible.
immediately rushed to Jiang Ping's room.
As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, he yelled.
"Mother, you listen to my advice!"
Running as you talk.
"Huh~Huh~~"
When he got to the door, he said breathlessly, leaning against the door frame.
"Mother, you listen to my explanation, Ning Dong is very good. â
Wait for him to slow down and look up.
I was shocked by the joyful scene in front of me.
"This ......."
He suddenly felt that the script was wrong.
In his imagination, Jiang Ping should have been unaccustomed to Si Ningdong, pointing at the latter to drive her out, and Shen Mengqiu was blocking her, but how could she persuade Si Ningdong and the others.
Can....
"Big you!"
Jiang Ping threw out two pieces of wood, and Si Ningdong and Shen Mengqiu did not take the cards.
At this time, I saw Mo Yun standing at the door, muttering something in his mouth.
The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, but the movements in his hands did not stop.
"Yun'er, what are you talking about, Ning Dong is indeed a very good person, what's wrong?"
As she spoke, she finished the last piece of wood.
Mo Yun walked over and took a look.
Si Ningdong still dragged these two big cards in his hand and didn't make a move.
Let Jiang Ping win Shen Mengqiu and Si Ningdong this time.
The corners of Mo Yun's mouth twitched.
"Dare to love... Dare to be affectionate in the winter is such a good method. â
I also have to say that Si Ningdong's EQ is really high, Jiang Ping really didn't like it at first, and only with hostility and giving face to Shen Mengqiu was he willing to accept fighting immortals with Si Ningdong.
But later, while playing, Jiang Ping has also been observing Si Ningdong's speech and behavior, and feels that she is indeed a good girl, and she has slowly changed her opinion, especially in the few games when she was a fairy, Si Ningdong was also like this, holding a big card in her hand, so that Jiang Ping won, and Jiang Ping's good impression of her has increased a lot.
Mo Yun came over and sat down cross-legged and took Jiang Ping to play a few rounds.
Like a family of four, under Si Ningdong's deliberate actions, Jiang Ping and Shen Mengqiu were both the winning side.
When Mo Zhizhi came back, everyone could hear the laughter and laughter in this room, and they were also deeply puzzled.
"This is a celebration for Mo Yun today, isn't it?"
He has always been very strict with Mo Yun, and now Mo Yun has only achieved some small achievements, and the two women in the house have begun to praise him highly, what kind of system!
Walked into the room with a serious face.
"Stop!"
His roar stunned the four who were fighting the immortals in joy.
Si Ningdong immediately got up and called out to the master, and the other three continued to remain stunned, Jiang Ping frowned, and there was a faint flame burning in his eyes, so frightened that Mo Yun hurriedly leaned to the side.
Mo Zhizhi pointed at Jiang Ping and said.
"You, you, you're used to him every day, but you just won a small competition, what is there to be proud of. â
Syllable!
Jiang Ping slapped all the wood chips in her hand on the table.
Mo Yun's eyes widened, and he carefully put them away, "Fortunately, they didn't break." â
"Mo Zhizhi, why are you crazy? What kind of competition, the old lady doesn't understand you, I'll fight with Yun'er's friends for a while, immortals, you are all roaring here, and you're against you?!"
"Bucket .... Fighting immortals?"
Mo Zhizhi yelled in his heart, feeling as if he had made a fuss.
"You're playing a game?"
"Nonsense! I treat my home as a sect every day, right, do I want to call you the sect master?"
Saying that, he really screamed softly.
"Sect Master Mo~"
But falling on Mo Zhizhi's ears made his scalp numb and his whole body tremble.
smiled at Jiang Ping.
"Pingping, I misunderstood, you go on, I'll cut the spirit fruit for you. â
Si Ningdong bent down and exited the room in shock, making her feel that Mo Zhizhi did not have the mastery demeanor of a Yuanying Monk at the moment.
I didn't expect Uncle Mo to be the same as my father...
She also thought of her father who was far away in the North.
She got up and was about to leave.
"Aunt Jiang, I'll leave first today, excuse me. â
Unexpectedly, she was stopped by Jiang Ping, and she walked over to hold Si Ningdong's hand.
"I scared you just now, don't be afraid, Auntie is here, I'll have fun with Auntie today, how about chatting, it's a big deal I'll let this Mo Zhizhi teach you all day another day." â
At this time, Mo Zhizhi, who was holding the peeled spirit fruit, also walked in, and now he had to follow Jiang Ping's wishes.
"Yes, yes, it's better to stay and have a meal together, anyway, there is only one of us on the main peak, so we can sleep here." â
Hearing Mo Zhizhi's words, Si Ning Dongqiao's face was slightly red and she buried her head.
was glanced at by Jiang Ping, "What do you say, Ning Dong is a woman, how can you speak." â
Mo Zhizhi hurriedly covered his mouth and stood next to Mo Yun.
At this time, Jiang Ping saw Mo Yun again.
"You two wait to go down to the kitchen and get dinner, so you can make up for it. â
Mo Yun was speechless and looked at his father.
"Sit down!"
Shen Mengqiu was also clamoring to help.
So, only Si Ningdong and Jiang Ping were left in the room, talking to each other.
......
"Come on!"
After a while, several plates of delicacies made by Mo Zhizhi and his son were served, followed by a Shen Mengqiu, holding a wooden bucket in his hand, ready to serve food to everyone.
I don't know what Si Ningdong and Jiang Ping talked about.
When Mo Yun walked in, he could faintly notice that there were still tears left in the corners of the latter's eyes, of course, Mo Yun would not be stupid enough to ask directly.
Five people sat around a round table.
Jiang Ping drove Mo Zhizhi and Mo Yun opposite him, and let Si Ningdong and Shen Mengqiu sit next to him.
During the banquet, from time to time, the two women were also served with vegetables, laughing and laughing, if they were seen by others.
can't give him envy, what a happy family.
Si Ningdong saw Jiang Ping keep putting vegetables into his bowl, and when he thought of the words she said to herself just now, he was a little overwhelmed for a while.
"Eat, Ning Dong, is the dish not to taste?"
Seeing that the vegetables in Si Ningdong's bowl were piling up more and more, Jiang Ping asked softly.
"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it. â
Mo Yun saw that there were still a few pieces of meat in her bowl, and stretched out his chopsticks.
Smack.
was stopped by Si Ningdong with chopsticks.
The beautiful eyes swept coldly.
Mo Yun had no choice but to smile, shrank back, and continued to pull a few mouthfuls of vegetables.
Still muttering.
"It's cold when I don't eat it, don't I want to waste it... Stingy!"
"Ouch!"
As he spoke, he suddenly screamed.
"What's the nerve?"
Jiang Ping looked at Mo Yun.
"It's okay, hehe, it's okay. â
He rubbed the flesh around his waist as he said it was okay, and he had just been caught by someone and twisted it violently.
This fight made Si Ningdong feel a lot more at ease, and he really integrated into the Mo Yun family.
After dinner, he and Mo Yun even went to the kitchen to wash the dishes and chopsticks.
Originally, Mo Zhizhi and Shen Mengqiu were also going to go, but they were stopped by Jiang Ping.
In Jiang Ping's eyes, Si Ningdong is indeed a very good girl, and she is deeply pleased.
Whew-
In the not too big kitchen, Si Ningdong and Mo Yun had an orderly division of labor, cleaning the dishes and chopsticks.
Looking at Si Ningdong's busy back, this couldn't help but make him feel.
It turns out that this is the life I yearn for.
The family sat around the table to eat together, and after eating, he and his wife went to clean up, and then returned to the living room to watch the drama with their families.
Or do you want to stay here?
A strange thought arose from the bottom of Mo Yun's heart.
But he was immediately pressed down again.
No way!
I have to go back.
For this memory, he can only say that it is a good memory.
"I didn't expect Miss Si to come and wash the dishes?"
Mo Yun said jokingly.
Si Ningdong glanced at Mo Yun.
"Why, no, I used to cook for my father and mother at home, but it was much better than what you cooked. â
Of course, she was also jokingly retorting.
Mo Yun sighed.
"When are you not allowed to show your hands?"
He was looking forward to it and wanted to try Si Ningdong's craftsmanship.
Si Ningdong shook his head.
"It depends on the mood. â
Cut~~
There wasn't much that needed to be washed, and in the conversation between the two, it was quickly washed.
Out of the kitchen, Si Ningdong looked at the sky.
Unexpectedly, he asked Mo Yun for the first time.
"Or.... Will you send me home?"
What the?
Mo Yun seemed to have heard it wrong, no wonder he felt that Si Ningdong was weird since he had just come back from cooking by himself.
Don't.....
Has she been planning for a long time?
Get ready to shoot now!
Mo Yun was calculating in his heart.
If you really want to stay in this world, it doesn't hurt to follow the other party, but you have to rely on the shortcut of this boy's body to quickly become an immortal, right, you can't break your body.
Immediately politely refused.
"Ning Dong, I understand what you mean, although I usually grin, but those are all my jokes, there are no second thoughts, you are a good person, but we are not suitable. â
Si Ningdong was stunned for a moment, and then kicked Mo Yun.
It seems to have returned to her usual temperament.
"What do you want. â
But the bleak color in her eyes that quickly disappeared, Mo Yun didn't notice it.
The feelings are misunderstood.
Mo Yun immediately laughed.
"Okay, okay, I'll send you, I thought you were going to do something to me. â
He also clutched his chest.
Si Ningdong sneered.
"You want to be beautiful. â
In this way, Mo Yun did not go back in time after coming out of the kitchen.
Jiang Ping's room.
After waiting for a long time, Jiang Ping estimated the time, and there was surprise in her eyes.
"There's a play!"
Mo Zhizhi asked puzzled.
"What's the play?"
Realizing that she had said it unintentionally, Jiang Ping straightened her face.
"This is our woman's business, you don't care. â
Mo Zhizhi had no choice but to turn his head again.
Shen Mengqiu came over.
"Aunt Jiang, can I know?"
Jiang Ping stretched out her index finger and pressed Shen Mengqiu's little head, and said softly.
"You're still young, and you won't understand until you're older. â
Shen Mengqiu's little head was full of doubts, alas, what is Aunt Jiang hiding from me?
Si Ning Dong Courtyard.
When he came to the gate of the courtyard, Si Ningdong was just about to open the door and wanted to invite Mo Yun in.
But Mo Yun didn't plan to go in, after all, what was it like to enter the woman's boudoir on this big night.
"That.... I'll go first, and I'll go to the final competition tomorrow, why don't you come and take a look?"
Si Ningdong, who had his back to him, nodded.
"Okay. â
"That..."
Mo Yun felt that she had something to say but didn't want to say, as if she didn't want to say it, she squirmed.
He laughed out loud.
"When did you become like this, you can say whatever you want, what are you doing holding back. â
But even Mo Yun didn't expect that after he said this.
Bang.
Si Ningdong turned around directly, threw himself into his arms, grabbed himself tightly, buried his head deeply, and cried.
"Mo Yun, I.. I think... I miss home!"
(PS: Who will be cheaper in the end with my handsomeness?) Alas, my damn charm!
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