Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Ning Fengnian held his daughter's hand: "No, you worked hard to come up with the recipe. Keep it. From now on, we will be more diligent and work harder. There will always be a time when we can live a better life. But if you give the recipe to Tianxianglou, even if it doesn’t keep its word to Wuxiangju, it will definitely become enemies with Wuxiangju in the future, and then there will really be no room for change.”

Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, her father was quite sober when he wasn't confused.

But Mrs. Ning will not allow him to follow the path of sobriety, especially since she has a divine assist.

At this moment of dilemma, Aunt Ning, who was one of the focus of attention, suddenly had an idea, clutched her stomach and began to scream.

"My stomach, my stomach hurts so much, oh my baby boy!"

Second Uncle Ning was so quick to pick up the scene that he ran over to help her with his weak leg, and then started to accuse Ning Fengnian: "Brother, are you trying to force our family to death?"

Mrs. Ning then started the misfortune mode: "Boss, I beg you, just because your brother almost died trying to save you, please save him. A prescription can exchange for a life, and you won't lose." !”

Xiaoxiao suddenly had an idea and interjected, "What does it mean? If we give you the recipe for sour bamboo shoots today, will it be considered as repaying the kindness you caused my father to get sick by nursing me?"

She was tired of the old house talking about this all day long, and she no longer wanted to see her father always bowing his head in front of the old house people because of this matter.

At this time, Mrs. Ning and Uncle Ning were all thinking about tricking Dafang into paying off Tianxiang Tower's debt for them, so they had no time to think. When Xiaoxiao asked this, he nodded in a hurry. He thought he would need to do it again. They tried to persuade them, but Ning Xiaoxiao, who had become increasingly difficult to deal with recently, ran back into the room and took out a piece of paper and waved it at them.

Everyone in the old house and Wang Biao couldn't wait to grab it. With a look from Rong Yan, Yun Yi and others immediately stood in front of her, quite intimidating.

Wang Biao and Mrs. Ning did not dare to move. Xiaoxiao nodded to Rong Yan to thank her, and then raised the paper in her hand towards everyone in the old house. Ning Fengnian, who was closest to her, was very moved: "Xiaoxiao, I understand what you mean. , but no..." Before the words "No" could be uttered, Mrs. Ning had already grabbed Fang Zi and held her tightly in her arms, as if she was afraid that she would regret it.

Xiaoxiao shook his head towards Ning Fengnian: "Dad, it's just a prescription. It's worth it for you to hold your head high and have a clear conscience from now on. Let's live a good life together from now on. It's better than anything else."

Ning Fengnian stared blankly at the daughter he had met as if he had met the day before. He felt his heart suddenly stirred up, and something that had been stuck in his heart suddenly became clear. It was as if the clouds and mist in the dark sky had cleared up and the sky was clear. He nodded heavily: "Okay. !”

Old Mrs. Ning was illiterate, and after reading the prescription written by Xiaoxiao, she didn't know what was on it, so she secretly unfolded the paper to Uncle Ning, regardless of her son's wisdom, who could know a few more words than her. Son. Wang Biao saw through her little thoughts at a glance, raised his arm and took Fang Zi away.

Ning Fengnian looked at his mother's happy and proud look, and then recalled his father's silent indulgence, and the unapologetic and natural attitude of his second brother and sister. Something in his heart had changed.

Wang Biao used his limited knowledge to scan the words on the paper: "Now that the recipe has been obtained, after confirming that there is no problem, the matter of the sour bamboo shoots will be over. If there are any good recipes in the future, you are welcome to remember them. Our Tianxiang Tower." After saying that, he left decisively under the cold eyes of Rong Yan's guards.

When everyone in the old house saw them walking away, they immediately took a bold breath and said loudly to the ground: "What the hell!"

Xiaoxiao didn't care about their lawsuit, and just crossed his arms and glanced at everyone in the old house: "We agreed, from now on, my father will never owe you any more."