Even the two brothers Ning Qingzhong and Ning Qinghua who came back later were happy from the bottom of their hearts.
The whole family was happy and ate an extra bowl of rice.
If there is anyone who is really unhappy, Ning Hong will definitely be the first one.
The better the Ning family was, the more unhappy she became.
It’s okay that Ning Hong is unhappy. It’s normal for her to feel this way since her heart is not in harmony with him.
But Ning Qingjian looked worried and depressed. He didn't take much of the food and finally left the table early.
Ning Zhihuan noticed it, but didn't say much.
After eating and drinking with the elders and helping to clean up the dishes, he found Ning Qingjian who was watching the moon alone in the yard.
It’s not exactly about appreciating the moon. He just stood at the handrail in the middle of the yard, staring straight at the crescent moon in the sky.
Finally, sigh from time to time.
Ning Zhihuan walked over and stood beside him.
"Uncle, what are you thinking about?"
Ning Qingjian was startled when he suddenly heard Ning Zhihuan's voice. He felt as if he had been caught doing something bad.
Even though he didn't do anything wrong.
Ning Qingjian coughed a few times to clear his throat, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Nothing, I just think the moon is quite round today."
Looking at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, it seems to have nothing to do with being round.
Ning Zhihuan smiled secretly, but did not expose him. He just smiled and nodded.
"Oh~~ So it's about looking at the full moon."
Ning Qingjian was immersed in his own world and didn't hear the sarcasm in Ning Zhihuan's words.
He didn't even notice that the moon was crescent, which was enough to show that his mind was not here.
If your mind is not here, then where else can it be?
Ning Zhihuan has his own ideas.
She patted Ning Qingjian's shoulder maturely. Although she was a head shorter than him, her aura was no less impressive.
"Uncle, you are not thinking that Aunt is now a factory director and you feel that you are not worthy of him, right?" Ning Zhihuan said casually.
Ning Qingjian was so angry that he jumped up and down.
"Huanbao, don't talk nonsense!" He paused, feeling that his reaction was a bit extreme, and said: "I'm just happy for her, nothing else."
Ning Zhihuan nodded with a look of disbelief, saying in a strange tone, "Oh~~ I'm happy for my aunt."
Ning Qingjian wanted to explain, but Ning Zhihuan spoke before he could, saying sincerely, "I believe you're just happy for your aunt, and you definitely don't have any feelings of loss or inferiority that you don't deserve her."
The words were spoken naturally, but the tone was strange and hard to describe.
Ning Zhihuan took a few steps and pretended to leave.
He stopped again, turned around, and said with some regret: "I was worried that my uncle would feel ashamed because of this matter. Now it seems that it's good that there is nothing. Since there is nothing, then my worry is not in vain. I wanted to help you."
After saying that, he took a few steps and pretended to leave.
Ning Qingjian hurriedly called her over.
"No, no, no! Huanbao, my dear Huanbao, since you know about my uncle's affairs, please stop teasing me. If you have any solution, just tell me."
Ning Qingjian spoke quickly and urgently, fearing that Ning Zhihuan would just leave like that.
Listening to the voice coming from behind, Ning Zhi laughed cunningly.
If Old Lady Ning were present, she would definitely laugh and scold her, calling her a little rascal with a lot of evil intentions.
He clearly wanted to help Ning Qingjian from the beginning, but he didn't say it and forced Ning Qingjian to speak up.
Of course, this was also Ning Zhihuan's arrangement.
It is crucial to let Ning Qingjian take the first step.
This first step is extremely important for every step that follows.
This is the cornerstone and source from which everything began.
Ning Zhihuan came over and gently bumped Ning Qingjian with his shoulder, "Then uncle, you have to tell me, what do you like to do?"
Ning Qingjian said nothing, his face pale.
Ning Zhihuan thought that there was nothing he liked.
This is normal.
In this generation, there are few people like Chen Zhu who know clearly what they want and what they are suitable for.
After all, most people live just for the sake of living, and anything else is too luxurious.
"How about you just stick to your old job? But, you can stop being a worker and become a foreman, letting others work under you, okay?"
Ning Qingjian himself is a construction worker. Ning Zhihuan feels that in the absence of a favorite industry, it would definitely be more comfortable and professional to do his own business.
Ning Qingjian's face turned slightly red, from his cheeks to his eyes and ears.
"I..." Ning Qingjian was a little embarrassed to say it out loud.
Ning Zhihuan also understood that neither construction workers nor contractors were what Ning Qingjian really wanted.
He has his own ideas.
She also guessed from Ning Qingjian's attitude that the work he wanted to do might be a bit... shameful?
But the most important thing is to do what you want to do, so that you can do it for a long time.
As long as it is not illegal, she will definitely support it.
"Uncle, just tell me what you want to do. What's most important is that you want to do it. Just like my aunt, a big part of the reason she's where she is today is because she loves making clothes."
Ning Qingjian was stunned by what Ning Zhihuan said.
I personally think it makes sense, but...
Forget it, never mind, let’s give it a try!
Ning Qingjian closed his eyes, hardened his heart, and said, "I want to work in the rouge and powder industry."
After saying that, Ning Zhihuan didn't reply.
The cold wind blew past, causing him to shiver unconsciously.
My emotions are complicated, with shame and regret.
I kind of regretted saying it without caring about the consequences. I wonder what Ning Zhihuan thinks of me now.
It's so embarrassing.
Ning Zhihuan didn't stop on purpose, he was just a little surprised.
Ning Qingjian is over 1.8 meters tall, but he actually likes to make rouge and powder.
This world is a bit mysterious.
But although she was surprised, she didn't feel any discrimination in her heart.
If you like something, just say it and do it. There is nothing to be embarrassed about.
"Perhaps, I could ask why?"
It wasn't until Ning Zhihuan's voice came again that Ning Qingjian felt like he was alive again.
He wasn't being vague, he had already revealed his biggest secret and didn't care to say more.
"When I was a child, my family was poor. We only had a few yuan a month. Even with food coupons, we couldn't afford to buy food. When I followed my mother to the street, I saw her standing in front of a small stall for a long time. There was a box of Shanghai Women's brand hand cream, one yuan, but she was reluctant to buy it."
Ning Qingjian smiled bitterly. "You know, Mom was born into a landlord's family. She didn't think these things were expensive before. But after we were born, she couldn't afford hand cream, rouge, powder, or pretty clothes anymore."
Ning Qingjian's voice was slow and faint, as if he was lost in memories of crying and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.
"Of course, I'm also interested in this thing. I want to see what's so fragrant and red."
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