Throwing down my husband: reuniting in a forgotten time

Ning Zhenqian frowned, just as Yan Zhuang chased him out and took out the water bottle they had forgotten.

When Ning Zhenqian saw him, he immediately said, "Mom, I still don't want to go, I'm a little tired."

After finishing speaking, regardless of others, he turned and went home.

Yan Zhuang looked at Zhang Zhiyi and understood a little bit.

Zhang Zhiyi had always been afraid of Yan Zhuang, and she couldn't hold her head up in front of Yan Zhuang when she hurt Tao Zi last time.Before when Qianqi was still in the hospital, she could use the excuse of visiting Qianqi to visit Mo Wang. Even if Yan Zhuang was there occasionally, it was inconvenient to say anything in front of Qianqi, a patient, but now, she has no reason to appear in the hospital. In front of the Ning family, every time when Yan Zhuang is not around, he hangs out with Ning Zhenqian and plays with Mo Wang. He has succeeded several times. How did Yan Zhuang come out this time?

But seeing Yan Zhuang holding Mo Wang's hand, he said loudly, "Okay, Mo Wang, Dad is tired, can grandma take you out? Grandpa is free this afternoon, let's ask grandpa to take us to see the plane!"

As he said that, he still stood there regardless of Zhang's intentions, and led Mo Wang into the car.

Zhang Zhiyi stood there, looking extremely embarrassed.

Yan Zhuang looked out of the window, with a faint smile, "Is Xiaoyi here to play with Mo Wang? Why don't you get in the car?"

Zhang Zhiyi is in a dilemma, going out with Yan Zhuang?I don't even want to kill her, but the words have already been released, and if I take them back at this time, I don't know if I am here for Ning Zhenqian?

After hesitating for a while, she had no choice but to get in the car.

Yan Zhuang's entire Zhang family was just a secret business strategy. However, Nie Rong was shrewd and tried different ways to please her. She refused without hurting face. What to do, after all, the two men are in the same department.

Although Zhang Zhiyi was sitting on pins and needles in front of Yan Zhuang, he had to call "Aunt Yan" with a smiling face.

Yan Zhuang didn't leave any trace, and since she called her auntie, she took the role of auntie and said with a smile, "Xiaoyi, how are things at home?"

"Okay... okay..." Zhang Zhiyi was still a little annoyed, her mother was talking at home every day, the business of the Nie family had been screwed up, and she was in a state of desperation, what should I do?Is Yan Zhuang asking this knowingly?

Yan Zhuang exchanged some pleasantries with her, and finally asked, "Is Xiaoyi almost thirty?"

Zhang Zhiyi hates people mentioning her age the most, but Yan Zhuang knows everything and is an elder, so he has no reason to say no other than nodding his head and saying "um".

"That's not too small! When do you plan to treat us to a wedding wine?" Yan Zhuang asked with a smile.

Zhang Zhiyi's face turned pale, the meaning of Yan Zhuang's words...

"This...it's still early, Aunt Yan..." She tightened the sun hat in her hand with her pale fingers.

Yan Zhuang looked at her carefully, and saw that she was wearing the latest yellow dress, silver stiletto high heels, the makeup on her face was very delicate, she was clearly dressed for a banquet, how could she look like an outdoor event?Then he sneered secretly, but his face was pleasant, "Xiaoyi, it's not that Aunt Yan is talking too much, but we all grew up watching these children in the compound, and all of them are married and have children, girls When you get older, you are restricted in finding a partner, why doesn't Nie Rong, who is so smart, take this matter to heart?"

As an outsider, it is polite to comment on other people's family affairs, but Yan Zhuang said it on purpose. At the end, I asked, do you want Aunt Yan to help you find out?

Zhang Zhiyi's fingers pinching the visor were tangled up, and almost messed up her well-made nails...

I saw her complexion turned pale and then red, red and then white, and finally before the car drove to the destination, she blushed and said, "Aunt Yan, I suddenly remembered something, I can't play with Mo Wang, I'll get out of the car if it's convenient."

Yan Zhuang didn't hold back either, and said with a smile that he would play again next time.

The meaning of the chapter is a smart person, Yan Zhuang this time, it's just a polite way.

Yan Zhuang could tell at a glance that the ulterior motives were not in drinking, and he said a lot of words to urge her to marry, obviously because he was afraid that she would pester Ning Zhenqian?She was a little annoyed, and she didn't even have the heart to play with Mo Wang perfunctorily for a while, so she got off the car and went home.

Yan Zhuang looked at Zhang Zhiyi's back after getting off the car, and snorted secretly, Nie Rong's heart is not dead yet?

Then asked Xie Wen, "Mr. Ning took Mo Wang out to play in the past, how many times have you followed the meaning of this chapter?"

To be honest, Xie Wen didn't like Zhang Zhiyi either, she said she was playing with Mo Wang, her eyes were always staring at Mr Ning, Mr Ning's palace, she couldn't see what he was thinking, but Aunt Yan really Great, what you said just now was really enjoyable.So he replied truthfully, "Several times!" And he coaxed Mo Wang every time he came.

"Come back later, you have to be careful." Yan Zhuang instructed.Zhang Zhiyi weighs a few catties and a few pounds, she knows it all too well, she keeps saying sorry for Ning Zhenqian and Qianqi, and keeps saying that she promised Qianqi to treat Mo Wang well, if she really comes to play with Mo Wang, she just opens her eyes. She closed her eyes, but if she wanted to come up with other ideas, she had to beat, beat, beat!

Zhang Zhiyi returned home dejectedly, just in time to meet Nie Rong who was throwing a temper tantrum and reprimanding her father, but it was just those old sayings that she had scolded all her life. Her father was tired of hearing about begging in the street, so he walked out and almost bumped into Zhang Zhiyi who just came back.

Zhang Zhiyi flickered slightly, and her father left the door in a huff. Nie Rong saw her and turned his anger on her, "Why did you come back? Didn't you ask you to please that little one?"

Zhang Zhiyi tossed his hat and bag angrily, "Enough! I've had enough! Don't suffer from that uselessness!"

"Is that enough?" Nie Rong scolded, "Don't you like Ning Zhenqian? You said you liked it ten years ago?"

"Mom! You said it was ten years ago! How old was I then? 20 years old? Please be realistic, okay? Even if I still like him, I don't want to spend the rest of my life taking care of a fool!" Forget to please in every possible way, she feels bored.

"Reality? It's because of reality that I want you to catch Ning Zhenqian! What time do you think it is now? There are a lot of young masters around you? I mean you too. When people were around you, you pick one If you marry us, you won’t be in the same situation as you are today. You just pick and choose. Now that you’re getting older, our family has become like this again. Who doesn’t read our jokes? Those young masters who used to hang around you What about your son? Who is still by your side? Yes, the Ning family has a grudge against us, but now we can only beg them and bow to them. Ning Zhenqian has a strong sense of responsibility, is stupid, and has a solid heart. Young Master, it is much easier to deal with! As long as you catch Ning Zhenqian, those festivals in the past will disappear, and Yan Zhuang will not ignore our in-laws. I said why are you so useless? You even take a piece of wood Don't come down!"

Nie Rong's series of accusations made Zhang Zhiyi upset, stomped her feet, and ran into the room.

Zhang Zhili looked at all this with cold eyes upstairs, shook his head and sighed, and came downstairs and said to his mother, "Mom, don't force Xiaoyi, there is still me in this family!"

"You? Just rely on your small company? I don't know if your own wife is enough!" Her eyes lit up, "Yes! I have to find a girl for you, let me see..."

Zhang Zhili's face turned cold instantly, "Mom, don't worry about my affairs!" He knows his mother too well!In my heart, I was calculating which one would be the most beneficial for me to marry...

Over the years, he has seen a series of absurd things that his mother has done, especially to the Ning family, he is quite sorry, especially Ning Zi, every time he sees him coming back from Yunnan, he feels uncomfortable, if It's not because of his mother, Ning Zi and Qian Qi are already living a happy life. Fortunately, God has eyes and gave him a cute girl in his gloomy days. Before he knew that she was his daughter, he secretly worried, Ning Zi All kinds of behaviors of Ning Zi clearly showed that he cared about this woman very much, but he was still so indifferent. Maybe Qianqi's knot could not be untied, so he deliberately stimulated Ning Zi many times. Ning Zi understood his own heart sooner, however, In the end, he found out that this girl turned out to be a daughter, so his so-called stimulation was meaningless. Perhaps, no one could surpass the daughter in Ning Zi's heart...

He used to be considered a child with Ning Zhenqian. In order to clear the way for his assignment, he did not hesitate to report Qianqi's pregnancy to the school, causing Qianqi to run away from home, causing Ningzi to be assigned to Yunnan, and harming them. happiness, but he successfully got that precious quota.

At that time, he was also young and energetic. In a fit of rage, he disobeyed the assignment and simply left the army. He did not dawdle in the Nie family business. Compared with the previous generation's family business, the scale is not big enough, but among the young people, it is already a leader, but never thought that it would be so disdainful in the eyes of the mother...

He doesn't understand the logic of his mother's thinking. On the one hand, he is framing the Ning family, and on the other hand, he is eager for his daughter to marry him. Now he wants to arrange a beneficial marriage for him?It's crazy!

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Ning Zhenqian said he was tired, but he didn't rest at home. For some reason, when he stayed at home, his heart was restless...

He took a shower, changed his clothes, and drove out. 13acv.

There is also no purpose, remembering that when I took Tao Zi out to play that year, there were still some scenic spots that I did not visit. Tao Zi said that he would play again at the Lotus Festival next time, but there will be no next time...

He twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly, and drove the car to Yuanmingyuan, where not only Tao Zi had never been here, but he himself had never been here either.

In my imagination, it should be a deserted garden, but I didn't expect it to be full of tourists.

The clear water is in the sky, and the lotus leaves are in fields. It's just that the lotus in the garden has not yet come to the flower season, and the lotus in the garden has just pulled out a little leaf.

However, even if the garden is full of lotus, how can he be in the mood to appreciate it?

Walking along, the mood is always depressed.There are some hawkers on both sides of the path, selling sugar figurines, comic books, and various gadgets. It is very lively.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a noodle vendor's stall.

I suddenly remembered the stupid thing I did during my hospitalization. The dough that I pinched was dry and cracked the next day, and it fell apart as soon as I touched it. This dough must still be skilled.

All of a sudden, he became interested. He stood aside and watched how the master kneaded for a long time.

"Hey, young man, are you looking for childhood memories?" the old master teased him.Some young people often come to see his kneader, and then buy a few, saying that they are looking for childhood memories.

Ning Zhenqian didn't deny it, but asked, "Master, how can we not do this?"

There are quite a lot of people buying noodles, but few people come to learn techniques. The master looked at him more and was vigilant.

Only then did Ning Zhenqian feel that he was being abrupt, and his master must have thought that he was here to steal...

So he said, "Master, I promise I'm not here to grab a job!"

The old master smiled, "I don't think you look like a dough maker!" All one's life there is a dough maker, who hasn't seen it?

"The kneader is also very particular about making flour and glutinous rice flour according to a certain ratio. They have to be steamed, added with color, paraffin, honey, and treated to prevent cracking and mildew. As for how to deal with it, it is my secret recipe. I can’t tell you!” said the master chef, and gave him a piece of dough from the bucket behind him, “Do you want to try it?”

The dough was soft and textured, it was colored and shimmering, and it had a completely different feel from the dough I used in the hospital.

On a whim, he followed his master to learn how to knead.

Tell the master what you want to make in your heart: "Make a girl, tie two braids, like this, wearing a colorful gown, like this!" He said, and showed the master on the paper, just like Tao Zi The appearance of singing "Bing Gege", "The eyes are big, very bright, with a pointed face, very beautiful..."

The master looked at him and smiled, "Young man, is it your wife?"

Ning Zhenqian's face turned hot and he didn't speak.

The old master stopped teasing him, and shouted, "Okay! Follow me!"

On weekdays, some parents bring their children to play. Seeing that it is fun to make dough figurines, the children have to follow suit, that is, what the children say to knead, he kneads accordingly, and the children follow suit.At this time, Ning Zhenqian's eagerness to learn is about the same as that of a child, no, it should be said, more pious than a child.

The master is very skilled, but deliberately slowed down, waiting for him to catch up step by step.

There are prepared dough, professional tools, a dedicated master, and Ning Zhenqian's serious attitude. The result this time is much better than last time when he made it by himself. At least it can be seen that it is a pigtail , the girl in the colorful gown...

He was very happy, and compared his own dough with his master's, but he was very frustrated by the comparison.

The figure made by the master is not only vivid, but also the face and facial features are as described by him, big eyes, like lacquer spots, sharp chin, pretty and lively, at a glance, it is clearly the appearance of a daughter.And his?How rough?The facial features on the face are even more wrinkled, like a nannie is angry, her eyebrows and nose are twisted together, the key point is that she can't tell it's her niece at all...

The master noticed his frustration and comforted him with a smile, "Young man! This can't be done in a day or two, old man, I can do this after decades of hard work! You are all promising people. Don’t live by it, just buy one and play with it!”

What he said made Ning Zhenqian even more dispirited. After paying the money, the doughman left without taking it.

The master looked at his back, shook his head and chuckled, and inserted the dough man he made, and the one he made was really not good for the table, so he just put it on the panel.

Pedestrians came and went, and occasionally a child came over and bought a few animals and cartoon characters, but no one wanted the doll in a flower coat. He was about to pinch a few more animals when he heard a crisp voice, "Hey!" ? Master, how do you sell this?"

Shock wrinkle chasing out times.The old master looked up, and there was a girl with fair skin and bright eyes standing in front of him, holding a doll in a flower jacket that he made in her hand.

He smiled, "This is twenty." This girl actually took a lot of effort, especially, the boy's description of the facial features was too detailed, and he tried his best to be lifelike.

"I bought it!" She said, and she was about to take out the money, but suddenly, she noticed another face mask of the same style on the panel, obviously with much inferior skills, so she asked in surprise, "Is there another one here?"

The master was thinking, this girl is quite straightforward, and she doesn't bargain, and suddenly noticed the girl's face, big eyes?White skin?Pointed chin?If you put on braids and a colorful jacket, wouldn't it be exactly what a young man described?

Disturbed by her question, she replied with a smile, "This is not for sale!"

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