Chapter 188 Is the theater haunted?

"I?"

Liu Tan'er smiled a little reluctantly, "Didn't I get rejected?"

Ning Wenwen smiled and said, "Good things come hard, and the secret must not be revealed."

"Miss, we're here," the coachman said loudly.

Liu Tan'er didn't even bring a maid with her when she came back this time, just because she was afraid of bringing too many people to Ning's house, but there was nothing she wasn't used to.

She got off the carriage first, and then came down with her little breast dumplings in her arms. The aroma of grilled sausages lingered at the door of Yayin Pavilion for a long time. There was a long queue of people buying grilled sausages. The waiter Ning Huoyan hired temporarily was full of hands and feet. Somewhat slow.

But despite this, Ning Huoyan couldn't help but nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead when he saw the long queue, "I'm sorry, everyone, please stop queuing. There is really no barbecue sausage. I..."

"Why is it gone? We've been waiting in line for so long."

"That's right, you wouldn't have told me earlier!"

"No, you have to get it for me today. I didn't get it yesterday, and my daughter ignored me."

"My son doesn't recognize me as his father anymore."

Ning Tuchi wanted to say that he had shouted several times, but guests could come at any time, so he couldn't keep shouting, right?

If I wasn't careful, so many people would come again.

Ning Wenwen took small steps, not happy that these people were saying bad things about Fourth Uncle, but customers are God, so she had better not offend her, so she shouted loudly: "Yes! Fourth Uncle, we brought it to you."

When Ning Huoyan heard the voice of Xiaonuituanzi, a happy smile appeared on his tired face, "Ask me, my little girl, you are really the savior of my fourth uncle."

"Tan'er!" Ning Huoyan looked at the little girl and the car of grilled sausages behind him, and smiled. "You two are really timely. I've been worrying about what to do for a few days."

"Fourth uncle, then you have to thank us properly."

"Of course, of course, what do you want?" Ning Huoyan hasn't said enough to Xiao Nai Tuanzi yet.

The guests couldn't wait any longer and urged impatiently: "Boss, you should hurry up. I'm so greedy. Let me tell you, if I still can't eat today, I will sleep in your shop."

Threat?

Ning Wenwen looked at the man fiercely, "Uncle, this theater was haunted before! Are you afraid?"

The man trembled all over, naturally he knew, but everyone said that if the Ning family is lucky, they should get rich and make a comeback. The two brothers have nothing to do with their business here, and if you look at their business, the whole The streets combined are not as good as theirs.

"Ahem, I was joking." The man said with a smile.

Ning Wenwen also smiled, very innocently and brilliantly, "I know, I'm just teasing you too."

The man was amused by the little girl's behavior. No matter how anxious he was, he couldn't care about the child. "This girl is really interesting."

Since grilled sausages are here, there must be some. You can buy whatever you want today.

Ning Huoyan took the time to say to Xiao Naituanzi, "Ask me, you and Tan'er think carefully about how I can thank you."

Liu Tan'er smiled, it was just a joke, but he took it seriously, "Fourth brother, you won't be busy later, just bake us two sausages. Sister-in-law's cooking is always a little different from yours, hehe."

Each person's cooking has his own taste, and the same goes for sausages. The temperature, heat, and frequency of turning are all very particular.

"This is not easy. You go and sit at Xiaoqi's place first. I'm too busy here. Wait for me to send it to you two." Ning Huoyan said.The two of them didn't want to delay things here, so they were going to Ning Yueluan's place. As soon as they arrived at the door, the stage was singing the drama "Chasing His Wife at a Rich Burial Ground" written by Ning Yueluan Xin, when they saw a man suddenly stood up and said: Pointing in front of him like crazy and shouting: "There's a ghost, ghost, don't come here, don't come here!"

Ning Wenwen frowned and looked at Xuanmei. Could it be that his men were disobedient and came out again?
But she didn't see it. Where is the ghost?

Xuanmei also spread her hands and said, "Boss, if they dare to disobey, I will never forgive them. Who dares not to take your words to heart, my boss, I am not done with him."

Ning Wenwen nodded and looked around again, but saw nothing.

The play on the stage stopped, the gong stopped ringing, and the guests looked at the crazy man.

Ning Yueluan spends most of his time in the theater, and he is very serious about doing the things he likes. Before, he was just a fool because he was not interested in those things.

He saw Xiao Nai Tuanzi and Liu Tan'er, and hurriedly came over, picked up Xiao Nai Tuanzi and headed over.

Liu Tan'er was anxious, "Why did you take her away and ask her? Are you crazy if you don't see her? Don't hurt her again."

Ning Wenwen felt warm in her heart. Her aunt was so kind to her, "Aunt, I won't be hurt."

Despite Ning Yueluan's repeated assurances, Liu Tan'er was still uneasy and felt that he was doing something unnecessary. They were obviously safe at the back and it was good to watch the excitement.

Ning Yueluan walked with her little breast dumpling in her arms and asked if there was anyone causing trouble. She felt relieved after making sure everything was fine.

If it is really a ghost, you have to find a way to send it away.

The man was not very old, he looked like he was in his early twenties. His eyes were scary at the moment, and he even picked up the teacups and teapots at hand like crazy and smashed them.

Ning Yueluan didn't feel sorry for the cups, but she was afraid of hurting someone.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you stop Master Song?"

The guys were about to step forward, but the woman on the side shouted, "Don't hurt him, or I won't be done with you."

Soon several waiters held him down, and of course he was burned by the tea, but in the end the guests were not hurt.

"What are you doing? Let go, let go." Mrs. Song said displeasedly, even punching and kicking the guys, "You're hurting my son."

"Mrs. Song, there's nothing we can do. Should I have someone send you back? You can't see it anymore if you see him like this."

Ning Yueluan was young but already very tactful in dealing with things. He was afraid that getting into trouble with Mrs. Song would upset the guests around him, so he kept enduring Mrs. Song's unreasonableness.

"Of course I have to give it away. You destroying the theater is really harmful to people. You can also see ghosts in broad daylight! If our son is scared out of his mind today, you must be responsible."

"Hiss!" Ning Yueluan smiled apologetically, "Mrs. Song, as far as I know, Master Song had this problem the last time I went to your house to sing."

"So what? If there were no ghosts in your theater, how could he be so scared?"

Unfortunately, at this time, Song Zhen was twitching all over and foaming at the mouth.

Not to mention his mother, even Ning Yueluan was very frightened. He was doing a good business, but he didn't want to lose his life.

This thing sounds good or bad, and it’s also very unlucky.

Suddenly, the little breasted dumpling shouted, "Let him bite this!"

When everyone saw it, it was the little girl taking off her embroidered shoes!

(End of this chapter)

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