He turned around and reached out to Sun Jiacheng, who immediately handed Ning Zhiheng's pistol to him. Ning Zhiheng took the Browning pistol, skillfully removed the magazine, checked that there were no bullets in the chamber, and then handed it to Ning Zhen.
Ning Zhen's eyes lit up, and she quickly took it with both hands. However, it was not what she had imagined. Her hands were too small and the gun was too heavy, so she couldn't hold it for a long time.
The girl's curiosity was piqued quickly but faded even faster. In no time, she lost all interest and handed the gun back to Ning Zhiheng, saying with great disappointment, "I thought it would be really cool, but it's not fun at all!"
But at this moment, Ning Zhiming could not hold back any longer and stepped forward to Ning Zhiheng, saying, "Second brother, can I touch it?"
Ning Zhiheng smiled, knowing that his younger brother had been itching to get his hands on a gun for a long time. What boy doesn't like guns?
He handed the gun to Ning Zhiming and said with a smile, "Try it. If you like it, I'll give you one. In this world, having a gun can help you defend yourself!"
Ning Zhiming was overjoyed when he heard his second brother's words. He hadn't expected his second brother to give him a pistol. He quickly took the Browning pistol. Although it felt a bit heavy, he liked it very much!
Holding the gun, he aimed around and kept imitating the sound of gunfire, making "bang bang" sounds and having a great time, a complete change from his usual shy and taciturn self.
Seeing him so overjoyed, Ningzhen couldn't help but pout and said impatiently, "What's so fun about a broken gun? I'm going to look at my presents."
After saying that, she turned around and skipped off to get her gift.
Seeing that Ning Zhiming was having a good time, Ning Zhiheng said to him, "Although this pistol is currently empty, the muzzle must never be pointed at anyone. This is a basic principle that must never be forgotten!"
Ning Zhiming quickly nodded in agreement. He now idolized his second brother and obeyed Ning Zhiheng's every word.
At this moment, Ning Zhiheng's eldest brother, Ning Zhipeng, and his family walked in through the courtyard gate. Ning Zhiheng quickly stepped forward, hugged his little nephew tightly, and kissed him several times, making the little nephew giggle. As the eldest son and grandson of the Ning family, he was the most beloved treasure of the whole family. Ning Liangcai and Sang Su'e had to take a look at him every day to feel at ease.
At this moment, Ning Liangcai and Sang Su'e also came to the courtyard. Seeing the three brothers chatting and laughing happily together, they felt very relieved. The whole family was close and lived in harmony, which made life enjoyable.
It wasn't until their mother, Sang Su'e, called the whole family to have breakfast that they all went into the dining room to prepare for the meal.
Upon hearing the news of Ning Zhiheng's return, Ning Zhipeng, who had come over specifically to have breakfast together, was taken aback when he saw the Browning pistol in Ning Zhiming's hand. He quickly said, "Third brother, put the gun down! If this gun goes off accidentally, someone could die!"
Ning Zhiheng quickly reached out and took the gun back, explaining, "There are no bullets inside. I checked it, so don't worry!"
Ning Liangcai's face hardened, and he said to Ning Zhiming, "Don't play with your second brother's pistol anymore. It could cause serious trouble if something happens!"
At this moment, the second concubine, Madam Zheng, hurriedly scolded her son: "You're so old and you still don't know any better. You'll cause trouble if you don't know how to play with a gun."
Although Ning Zhiming was not talkative, he was very stubborn. He said unhappily, "You always try to control me. My second brother has a lot of pistols. He said he would even give me one if I wanted to!"
These words immediately stunned everyone. Ning Zhiheng actually wanted to give his younger brother a pistol. Ning Liangcai glanced at Ning Zhiheng but didn't say anything. Clearly, although he didn't agree with Ning Zhiheng's actions, he wouldn't easily oppose them.
Ning Zhiheng, however, felt that this was not a big problem. After living in peace for so long, did they really think that the outside world was a peaceful and prosperous place?
Boys always have to grow up, face the harsh realities of life, and protect the people they love most. He said dismissively, "This world is chaotic and war-torn. It's not a bad thing for boys to like playing with guns. When he turns eighteen, I'll give him a good gun so he can practice and use it for self-defense!"
Seeing Ning Zhiheng's words, the others who were about to speak immediately fell silent. In this family, Ning Zhiheng's opinion had become the decisive factor.
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