Pick a Prince and Get Rich

Qi took Ning Silian's arm, some can't help but fear to turn back, Ning Silian took her hand and shook her head, let her calm.

They were more and more far away from Ning Xiu's literary family, and they were a little relieved.

Qi long breath: "you say they will not be aware of?"

"Don't worry, auntie. It will be OK. I have my own sense of propriety." Ning Silian patted her hand to comfort her.

"OK, it's a lesson for them, but it's a pity for my chicken." Qi felt a little sorry.

"Well, it's a pity!"

While they were talking, they happened to meet Ning Xiuwen, who had just come back from the field.

When he saw Qi and Ning Silian, he was surprised: "sister-in-law, where are you going? Why don't you go to my house and sit down! "

Qi just want to pick up a word, Ning Silian first said: "third uncle, we just came from your home, just about to go back."

"Oh, so you've met uncle Xiaohua!"

As soon as Zhao Shouyi is mentioned, Ning Xiuwen's face is full of sadness. It's not that he doesn't want to receive this relative, but that every time Zhao Shouyi comes to his home, he asks for money. This time, I don't know what happened, but he was carried back.

"Well, yes, my aunt and I specially cooked chicken soup and sent it to him. Third uncle, go back quickly. Third aunt is waiting for you at home. It seems that she has something to tell you

"Yes? What can she do for you? " Although Ning Xiuwen was confused, he was still in a hurry to go back.

Looking at Ning Xiuwen back, Qi sighed: "I hope you don't drink. I don't look like he knows that."

"The third uncle should not drink." Ning Silian hopes in her heart.

"I'm back!" Ning Xiuwen opened the door and put the hoe on his shoulder in the wood room.

The house was quiet. I didn't hear Zhao Shouyi and his mother-in-law's noise. I felt strange for a moment.

Instead, I went to Zhao Shouyi's room to see it, but there was no one on the couch. Didn't he get hurt? How could he fall down?

As he thought about it, he went up to the room and opened the door to see three people sitting around.

"What do you do when you close in broad daylight?" Ning Xiuwen is a little confused.

Zhao's face: "you come back to lose your temper, who provoked you?"

"How can I be angry? You, what are you doing? How's your brother getting well? " Ning Xiuwen rubbed his hands together and sat on the bench.

Zhao Shouyi leaned to Ning Xiuwen and said with a smile: "my body is strong. It's already good! Brother, we'll wait for you to come back. Don't sit so far. Come and sit down quickly! "

"That's it, Dad, you sit here!" Ning Xiaohua pulls him to sit next to Zhao.

Zhao got up, put out the dishes and chopsticks, and then brought out the chicken soup, and served a bowl for everyone.

"Isn't this chicken soup sent by my sister-in-law for Shouyi to mend his body? What are you doing?" Ning Xiuwen looked at the chicken soup in front of him and asked.

"My brother is well, and he can't finish the chicken soup alone. What's wrong with us eating together?" Said will be fat and tender drumstick to Xiaohua and Ning Xiuwen.

As soon as Ning Xiuwen heard her words, he realized that Zhao Shouyi and his mother-in-law were cheating. He said angrily, "if you want to eat, I won't eat."

When he lost his chopsticks, he went out with his hands on his back.

Zhao saw that he did not give his face, and he did not stop him: "do you like to eat, flowers, you eat more!" Just about to give Ning Xiuwen the bowl to her, but Zhao Shouyi snatched it and wolfed it down!

"The greedy ghost is reincarnated!" Zhao cursing a low, began to drink their own soup.

Ning Xiaohua drinks half a bowl and doesn't drink it. Zhao knows that she is maintaining her health recently. Thinking that the chicken soup can still be drunk for a few days, he doesn't persuade her.

Who knows, when she put down the chopsticks, Zhao Shouyi has picked up the whole chicken to chew up, and the soup in the bowl has also seen the bottom.

"You haven't eaten meat in 800 years! Can't you leave some for the flowers? " Zhao pointed to his nose and scolded.

Zhao Shouyi gnaws the chicken, greasy hand holding it in front of Ning Xiaohua: "Hua'er, uncle has eaten, do you want more?"

Ning Xiaohua looked disgusted, lost the chopsticks and went back to his room.

"Hey, hey, she doesn't want it!" Zhao Shouyi began to gnaw again.