I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

"Mom will take care of those who want to hurt you ..."

What does it mean?

Just like a dream, the next day, Ning Yuren returned to the usual appearance again, noble and elegant, and graceful. She even forgiven Xu Rong and reached out to support Xu Rong, who almost gave her knees, smiling. He said, "This time it's okay, it's not an example."

"Thank you, thank you." Xu Rong covered her mouth and cried. "So, Xiaoyu ... can she continue acting?"

"Of course." Ning Yuren laughed. "She has nothing to do with this."

Xu Rong was relieved, but Ningning was creepy.

Because Ning Yuren is acting.

She was playing the ordinary herself, smiling, every move, almost impeccable, except for the wound under the gloves, which was bleeding and scarring.

Before going out, Ning Yuren reached out and hugged Ning Ning, and said gently in her ear, "You can rest assured, she dare not lose you recently."

Ning Ning's heart moved, but Ning Yuren quickly let go of her hand, her gloved fingers gently stroking her cheek, and then went out with a smile.

As soon as she got in the car, the smile disappeared from her face.

"Hello." She called someone, "Is the item received?"

Outside the car window, Ning Ning and Xu Rong came out of the house. Xu Rong held Ning Ning's schoolbag in her hand and waved at her from afar. Ning Yuren smiled and waved at her, but her mouth was cold: "Let me check what the medicines are."

Watching the car leave, Xu Rong said to Ning Ning, "Okay, we should go to school."

Ning Ning asked with one last hint of hope: "Can you not go?"

Of course not. She is now four years old.

Ning Yuren attaches great importance to her education. She is studying in one of the best kindergartens in the local area and is also a member of the dance team in her class. She is currently organizing a dance called Duckling Dance.

A few little girls wore furry yellow skirts, paper-made duckbills on their mouths, and shook their heads and wobbled on the stage ... Ning Ning was expressionless and lived like an entire year.

Finally, after school, Xu Rong was already at the door early.

Maybe to make up for her previous mistakes, or to restore her image in front of Ning Yuren, she has become a regular again, working hard, sending Ning Ning to school on time every morning, picking up Ning Ning home on time every afternoon, and at night Accompany her to watch cartoons and write homework on time.

Only at the weekend, or when there is not much homework, will she take her out for a while.

Sometimes she went to the zoo, sometimes to the playground, but no matter where she went, when she came back, Ning Ning would take her to the same place for dinner.

Yutu Fanzhuang.

Ordering a table of dishes, Ning Ning eats absent-mindedly, eyes have been staring at the waiting server, this is not, that is not ... she could not find the fungus in it today.

"You really like to eat this dish." A man's voice sounded behind her, she turned her head, saw Pei Xuan sitting at the table, and asked with a smile, "Can you fight a table?"

Ningning instinctively wanted to shake his head, but eventually nodded.

The waiter delivered the menu to Pei Xuan. He didn't look at the menu, said a few dishes skillfully, and then returned the menu to the other party: "OK, that's all."

"Uncle." Ningning looked at him. "Do you always come to this restaurant for dinner?"

"Yeah." Pei Xuan laughed. "Uncle also likes to eat this dish."

The waiter left with the menu, and the elder brother from Pei Xuan's waist suddenly rang. He said sorry, he answered the phone.

"It's me." Pei Xuan said, "Nothing else, just want to ask you if you have time recently. I have someone here, and I want you to teach her something ... Yes, those you are good at, make-up, Things like clothes ... "

After calling, the food he ordered also came up.

"Taste this." He clamped her into a pig-shaped bun and gave it to her. "Sandbags, kids love to eat this."

Difficult to quit for a while, Ning Ning had to take a bun and take a bite.

It was really delicious!

Handed a plate next to it, that plate of quicksand. Looking at Pei Xuan's smiley face, Ning Ning suddenly felt that the buns in his mouth became unpalatable ...

Fortunately, after Pei Xuan gave the buns, she stopped paying attention to her, and instead talked with Xu Rong, and said in a few words, Xu Rong's age, family, and professional monthly salary were all revealed. Good guy, why don't you go to MLM?

When the two parties were separated, Xu Rong still seemed reluctant. When she went to the kindergarten to pick up Ning Ning the next day, she even asked her if she wanted to go out to play or eat outside.

"Don't go." Ning Ning shook his head in amusement.

You don't have to go in the future.

Pei Xuan's phone call proved that he had already taken the lead and took away the fungus. After that, Lady Li, no, Teacher Li will come to his house to teach fungus. This teaching is semi-closed, starting at eight in the morning and staying at Pei Xuan's house until seven or eight in the evening. By this time, most of Ning Ning had been locked up at home.

She can no longer see fungus in Yutu Fanzhuang.

The last place where I can meet my sisters and sisters in fungus papaya is the broken rental house where they live now.

"When I go to Yutu Fanzhuang, I can also say that I like to eat the food there." Ningning thought to himself, "the rental house ... why should I stay there at midnight?"

Thinking all the way, all the way home.

There was a car parked in the yard, and Ning Yuren returned.

"Mom." Ning Ning pushed open the door of the room, looked for it, and ran towards the living room barefoot without finding his own slippers.

Ning Yuren sat on the sofa in the living room. She leaned her head on one side and leaned to the side of the sofa. She had a play on her leg and a sleeping little girl beside her.

Ning Ning bypassed from her and recognized her: "Why is Sister Xiaoyu here?"

"Shh, don't quarrel with your sister, Xiaoyu." Ning Yuren booed at her, reached out and took her into her arms, and smiled at Xu Rong, who was following her with her schoolbag. She had a cold and fever, and I gave her the cold medicine she had taken the last time. "

With a snap, Xu Rong's bag fell to the ground, and her face changed dramatically: "Which bottle?"

"I forgot," said Ning Yuren. "I just took it."

Xu Rong turned quickly and hurriedly entered her room. There was a large wooden cabinet in her nanny's room. The cabinet was filled with a variety of commonly used medicines, fever medicine, cold medicine, cough syrup iodine, Yunnan Baiyao. There are bandages available.

She opened the glass door in front of the cabinet. In front of her was a row of cold medicines, which were of any brand. They were placed a little messy and seemed to have just been moved. A flash of anxiety flashed on Xu Rong's face, she lifted the pill box in front of her eyes, reached into the cabinet, groped, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment she turned around, she saw Ning Yuren holding Ning Ning standing behind her.

"What's wrong?" Ning Yuren smiled as usual. "Is there any box of cold medicine that I can't take casually?"

Xu Rong snorted, sweat leaked from the horns.

"Look at you, why are you sweating so much," Ning Yuren said to Ning Ning, "Ning Ning, did you bring a handkerchief?"

The kindergarten checks the handkerchief every day. Ning Ning is naturally wearing it. She took out the handkerchief with her name embroidered from her pocket, and Ning Yuren softly whispered in her ear: "Wipe your mother."

The tender fingers squeezed the handkerchief and slowly wiped Xu Rong's forehead.

"Your mother Xu and I are elementary school classmates, junior high school classmates. Let ’s grow up in two dozens. I first went out to work hard. After her, I went out to find a job. Although I have n’t seen it for many years, the correspondence has never broken. The two of us said in the letter. "Ning Yuren held Ning Ning and laughed softly." She is good to you, and I am also good to Xiaoyu. "

She obviously laughed so softly, as usual, like Madam Iwama, but the sweat on Xu Rong's forehead grew more and more.

"Mom ..." A weak voice sounded outside the door.

Xu Rong turned and looked: "Xiaoyu? How are you?"

Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes, came over with sleepy eyes, pulled her sleeve and said, "I'm a little sleepy and a bit hungry."

"Children are like this, they will get sleepy after taking cold medicine." Ning Yuren said with a smile, "Well, you go to cook now, don't let Xiaoyu be hungry."

Xu Rong guiltyly watched Ning Yuren for a while, and pulled Xiaoyu away. The two mothers and daughters went to the kitchen to cook, while Ning Yuren held Ning Ning back to the room. It was a while before dinner. Ning Yu A person laid a stack of drawing paper on the table, and took out Ningning's twenty-four color crayons and set them aside.

"Ningning." She sat at the table, placing Ningning on her lap, and a voice sounded behind her neck. "Before eating, let's play a game."

Ning Ning turned to look at her: "What game?"

Ning Yuren opened the crayon box, took out a black crayon, and drew it on paper.

"This is you." She first drew a villain, and finally added a hat on the villain's head with a yellow crayon, and then drew another adult beside the villain with long hair and a woman.

I changed a piece of paper and a long track was drawn on the paper. I don't know if the track has not been put into use or it has been abandoned. There are no cars, no people, only weeds.

Ning Yuren painted a few strokes of green on it, and then kept painting with a white crayon.

Like in the next heavy snow.

"Ningning." She asked, drawing, "What would you do if one day you were left here?"

"Find someone to help," Ningning said.

"But if there is no one nearby?" Ning Yuren said, "Look, it's snowing so much."

The white crayon in her hand was applied fiercely on the paper, the faster and faster the application, the heavier and heavier it was, and finally the paper was torn and there was a large black hole under the crayon.

Ning Yuren didn't speak.

Ning Ning didn't speak.

To be honest, she was a bit shaggy and couldn't help but grab Ning Yuren's thumb: "Mom ... why is your hand so cold?"

Ning Yuren ’s fingers were cold, like a frozen corpse. When she was held by her soft fingers, she suddenly trembled. After a while, she carefully held her fingers tightly, as if holding an illusion Snow that will melt away at any time.

"Ningning ..." She hugged Ningning from behind, "Relax, mother will protect you, this time mother will never let you ..."