When the calamity baby cries, all the bosses in the capital kneel down!

Chapter 227: What do you want to play? Ask me to accompany you.
Ning Wenwen stuck out his tongue. That was a popular saying a long time ago. Did he remember the wrong era? But thinking about it, it seems that no one here really said it.

"I said you are powerful and smart." Ning Wenwen narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

Feng Che had no expression on his face, but he was extremely happy inside.

In the palace and in the capital, he was known as the stupid and unlucky Ninth Prince, who never dared to show any edge.

But here, he can be himself with peace of mind, especially when his talents can help others, which is really a great joy.

Ning Wenwen looked at him and looked at him whether to laugh or not. He lowered his voice and said, "You should laugh when you are happy, and cry when you are unhappy. Brother, why are you so awkward?"

Really, isn’t the emperor’s son very powerful?On the contrary, there are no traces of arrogance on Brother Feng Che's body. On the contrary, he has been forbearing.

Feng Che's wary heart had already melted away little by Ning Wenwen's bright smile. He tried to curl his lips, and then his smile gradually widened.

This little girl seemed to have given him infinite power, but who would have thought that this was still a little baby?

When Ning Wenwen saw him smiling, he was also happy. That was right.

There are delicious food, fun things, and people waiting on you. How can you live such a miserable life?
As the Ghost Festival approaches, Ning Wenwen plans to buy some incense and candles to completely break the magic circle on the opposite side so that he can no longer harm others.

After Feng Che opened his heart, although he was still a little awkward, he would show warmth from time to time.

Knowing that Ning Wenwen was going to the town, it wasn't too far anyway, so he could follow Ning Wenwen.

After all, it was a festival. Even for such a festival, the people in the town were much more lively than before. Some people took the opportunity to set up small stalls and play lantern riddles.

"Brother, did you remember the date wrong? This is the stall you set up just for the Lantern Festival, right?"

Ning Wenwen had the same question as the pedestrians on the road.

But the stall owner smiled and said, "It's the same no matter when you set up the stall. Just have people come. Don't worry about it. Ten cents is a lantern. If you guess correctly, you can pay back all the money and you can get a gift."

Ning Wenwen took Ning Tuchi's hand. He was here to sell honey today, and because Little Nipples wanted to watch the fun, he brought her here.

At this moment, he naturally knew the meaning of small breast dumplings, but he became embarrassed and said, "Ask me, this fifth uncle is not good at it. I know the words, but I don't know whether I can guess it or not."

"Let's try it. It's only ten cents, which isn't much." The stall owner tempted.

Ning Tuchi thought to himself, this is true, "Then let's have two."

"No more than two. The kids like it, so give me a few more!"

The girl next to the stall owner, who looked about seven or eight years old, glanced at Ning and asked, "Dad, I guess they know they can't guess it, and they are afraid of making a joke."

Ning Wenwen took a deep breath, hey, does this little girl have two faces?This is not the same attitude as the person just now.

Ning Wenwen looked at her fiercely, "Although it's a provocative method, how do you know we can't guess it?"

Ning Tuchi felt guilty and did not dare to speak at this time, regretting that he had come. If the third brother was sure of it, Xiao Wenwen would not be embarrassed.

He was really blaming himself right now.

The vendor had no intention of restraining his daughter. In fact, the father and daughter relied on this cooperation to stimulate many people's guesses.

"Okay, girl, do you still know how to provoke a general?" The vendor smiled and said, "Brother, I think you are not short of this little money. Don't make the child uncomfortable, here are ten."

Ning Tuchi was moved by his words. Their family could save money on everything except money spent on asking questions.

"Okay, here are ten!" "It's not like I can't afford the money. What a big deal, hehe." The stall owner was very happy. He had collected all these riddles from other places. No one has been able to guess it for several days. It is impossible for a little girl like this fool to guess it.

"In this case, fifth uncle, let's buy them all, right?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment and thought, how could this be possible?
Who dotes on their children so much?
Unexpectedly, Ning Tuchi nodded, "If you like it, then buy it. How much does it cost?"

The stall owner's daughter was the same, looking at Ning Wenwen with jealous eyes.

Ning Tuchi was prepared to not even guess it. At worst, he would go back and ask what he liked and buy it to make up for the little girl's hurt heart.

But I never expected that he really didn't guess it.

But the little breast dumplings hit the target with every shot.

The vendor's face drooped from the grin to his ears after taking the money.

When Ning Wenwen guessed one of the guesses, his heart trembled. He really wanted to rush over and tell the little girl to stop guessing, because he would lose all his gifts.

"Brother, what's going on with this kid?" The stall owner asked Ning Tuchi with a livid face and a trembling voice.

Ning Tuchi smiled lovingly, "What's going on? I'll ask Smart."

The last one was also correct. Ning Wenwen spread his little hands and said, "Uncle, I guessed it right. Do I have to return the money?"

"This……"

"Huh?" Ning Tuchi straightened his back.

The man immediately gave up and nodded bravely. If he had known that he had suffered such a heavy loss, he should have listened to the advice. Who would put up such a thing during the Ghost Festival? He might as well get some river lanterns to sell!
The gift was not very expensive, but Sheng Zaining asked if he liked it.

To her, the wreath made by her second brother was as valuable and beautiful as the necklace made of pure gold and agate, but she still knew which one was more valuable.

Ning Tuchi's body was covered with small gifts he had won. Looking at the bouncing little breast dumplings, he was so happy that he couldn't help but smile. He was even more happy, "Ask me, you are so smart. The fifth uncle is with you." By comparison, I have lived so many years in vain.”

Ning asked Ziya what made her smart, but she couldn't guess that it was brother Feng Che. What a miracle.

As she spoke, she saw the ferrule again from the corner of her eye.

"Like it? Do you want to play?" Feng Che asked.

Ning Wenwen shook his head. The old man setting up the stall today was quite old, and he seemed to be an honest and responsible man. In addition, his children were unfilial, so he decided not to mess with him.

Unlike just now, that guy did a lot of bad things and needs to be taught a lesson.

Although Feng Che couldn't hear her thoughts, he was as smart as he was. Seeing the old man's hunched and thin body and the tired and miserable look on his face, he knew something about it.

Let’s just say, Ning Wenwen is a kind little girl.

While his fifth uncle was delivering the honey to the restaurant, Ning Wenwen looked at Feng Che and said, "Brother, is there anything else you want to play?"

"Me? Haven't I been playing with you?" Feng Che said suspiciously.

Ning Wenwen's eyes sparkled, "Then what do you want to play? I'll play with you."

One update today, two updates tomorrow.

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