Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Or maybe the people in Laozhai are born with disabilities and don't have that kind of thing at all.

Rong Yan turned to look at her thin shoulders. As soon as he raised his arm, he retracted it in horror - what did he want to do just now? How could he have such an idea?

Ning Fengnian was extremely entangled in his heart, and suddenly he remembered the question his daughter had asked not long ago -

"Suppose one day you had to choose between the old house and our own family. Who would you choose?"

Yes, he had never thought that who to choose, parents, brothers and family, would be a multiple-choice question before.

He looked at his parents with an ugly face but full of pleading: "Dad, Mom..."

But Mrs. Ning slapped her thigh directly: "If you hadn't only been living a good life for yourself after the separation, and didn't care about us two old people at all, how could Fengcai have encountered this kind of thing, and how could he have been beaten like this? ?”

"Ning Fengnian, listen to me. Your life was saved by me and Fengcai. Now if you watch him have his fingers cut off, you will be worse than a pig with a heart like a dog and a dog with a dog's lungs. You should be struck by thunder from heaven!"

Second Aunt Ning also howled: "That's right, you just lost a prescription, but my husband will lose a finger!"

Ning Fengnian looked at his former family members and felt as if he no longer knew them.

Xiaoxiao waited until Mrs. Ning and Aunt Ning had scolded them enough before she said quietly: "Have you never considered paying for it safely?"

The two people who were crying paused, then wiped their tears and glared at her: "What do you know? They want fifty taels of silver. Have you ever seen so much silver in your life?"

After saying that, he looked at Ning Fengnian again: "Boss, tell me whether you will give me that recipe or not!"

Yun Yi and the others were about to move, and they cracked the joints of their palms. They were quieted down when Rong Yan glanced at them.

He looked at Xiaoxiao again, ready to throw all these people out if he found her frowning.

Xiaoxiao was also waiting for Ning Fengnian's decision. After a long time, he finally raised his head and looked directly into his parents' eyes: "Dad and mom, have you ever thought about how my family of five will live in the future if we come up with the Sour Bamboo Shoots recipe?" ?”

"After giving the recipe to Tianxianglou, how will we face the shopkeeper of Wuxiangju in the future?"

"How are you going to pay back the twenty taels that the second brother and sister got into trouble?"

Xiaoxiao nodded with satisfaction, her father was finally not confused.

But Mrs. Ning was dissatisfied. When she heard that Ning Fengnian's words were actually a rejection, her face twisted and she stepped forward and slapped Ning Fengnian hard: "God, open your eyes and look at my shit." What the hell is this thing that makes a big mess? Why didn't you strike him with lightning? I thought I would rather starve and sicken my own son and nurse him to life. Is this how he repays me?"

The villagers who had originally complained about the old house looked at each other. Mrs. Ning had been saying this for many years, but they couldn't bear it to work.

Ning Fengnian did not dodge or dodge, and received the slap firmly, but still did not let go: "Mom, you go ahead and hit me until you calm down."

Mrs. Ning's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and she raised her arms high as expected: "Calm down? Are you dreaming! Ning Fengnian, you owe me a life. Today, you are just throwing away the pot, and you must repay this kindness!"

This hard slap failed to land because Xiaoxiao stepped forward and pulled Ning Fengnian away.

"Dad, why don't you hide?"

Ning Fengnian's face was full of pain: "Dad did not do well. He has failed as a husband, father, and son. He deserves this beating."

Xiaoxiao said: "But Dad, even if you let Nai spank her, you won't be satisfied. What Nai wants today is not these slaps, what she wants is the prescription."