There are not many skin care products these days, and Dabao can barely be considered a skin care product.
The price is not cheap, two yuan per bottle.
She only has two dollars of pocket money a month, which is not enough to buy something occasionally.
It takes two or three months’ worth of money to buy a bottle of Dabao.
Now, she bought three bottles at once, hid two bottles somewhere else, and kept one bottle for herself.
I originally thought that once I had money, my life would be comfortable and I wouldn't have to live under the control of Old Lady Ning. However, when I went out, I saw Ning Zhihuan digging something with a hoe.
When she saw that place, she was horrified and rushed over to stop her, her tone tinged with anxiety, "Ning Zhihuan, what are you doing?"
Because I was too anxious, I forgot to do anything polite and just called him by his name.
Suppressing his smile, Ning Zhihuan blinked innocently and pointed at the ground, saying, "The soil here needs to be plowed. We need to plant something next year."
After saying that, he hoeed down again, saw Ning Hong's eyebrows twitching, and quickly organized himself.
Meeting Ning Zhihuan's puzzled look, Ning Hong couldn't help but scold her. This person is more likely to cause trouble than to help!
But she didn't forget where she was.
The Ning family is full of biased people. If Old Lady Ning knew about this, she would definitely support Ning Zhihuan to plow the fields, and would also praise her for being sensible and ask Ning Zhigan to help.
Then her secret will be gone.
So we have to stop it before Old Lady Ning finds out.
So she pretended to grab the hoe, but she didn't expect Ning Zhihuan to be so strong.
Ning Zhihuan had an innocent look on his face, but his hands were still strong as ever, and the two of them were in a stalemate.
Finally, Ning Hong gave up and pretended to persuade her, "Little sister, you've never done plowing before. It's very skillful. Leave it alone and let me do it."
Ning Zhihuan nodded when he heard this, as if he was persuaded. Ning Hong took the hoe happily, thinking that Ning Zhihuan was still so stupid.
However, he didn't expect that after he took the hoe, Ning Zhihuan moved a small stool and sat next to him to watch him dig.
Seeing that she didn't move, he urged her, "Sister Ning Hong, dig it up."
Ning Hong's lips twitched.
Suppressing his anger, he said in a gentle and negotiating tone: "Little sister, I still have homework to do. How about I wait until I finish my homework and call you, and then you can watch me dig?"
Ning Zhihuan shook his head and said something with a righteous look on his face that Ning Hong could not refuse.
"Since Sister Ning Hong still has homework to do, I can't let you down. Let me handle this little thing, or you'll have to repeat the grade again."
The last sentence was said deliberately by Ning Zhihuan, and it also reflected the pain in Ning Hong's heart.
Seeing Ning Hong's gloomy face, wanting to lose her temper but unable to do so, Ning Zhihuan raised the corners of his mouth.
She had never known a person who liked to use other people's pain to poke others, but if the object was Ning Hong, then she was willing to be such a bad person.
Evil will be punished by evil.
As expected, after this back and forth, Ning Hong's patience was exhausted, and she said with a hint of threat: "Little sister, I advise you to go in."
Ning Zhihuan didn't care and just pretended to be stupid and didn't understand, and said he would not go in no matter what.
The noise attracted Old Lady Ning. Seeing Old Lady Ning coming over, there were only two words left in Ning Hong's mind: too late, everything is too late.
Ning Zhihuan told the old lady the whole story. Without a doubt, the old lady expressed her support, but felt that there was no need for her to plow the fields herself.
Ning Hong wanted to agree, but Ning Zhihuan didn't give her a chance to speak.
She just grabbed Old Lady Ning's arm and acted coquettishly. Old Lady Ning couldn't resist it and surrendered immediately, but told Ning Zhihuan to be careful not to hurt himself.
After Ning Zhihuan agreed, he happily took the hoe.
Ning Hong was very reluctant, but under the gaze of Old Lady Ning, even though she was very unwilling, she slowly loosened her hands.
Ning Zhihuan took the hoe and thanked Ning Hong. Ning Hong felt like her heart was bleeding.
I wanted to take a step forward, but my feet felt like they were rooted and I couldn't move.
So he stood not far away, watching Ning Zhihuan dig with his hoe, until...
"Wow, there are so many things here. Did I find a treasure?"
Ning Zhihuan's voice was filled with surprise, and Ning Hong closed her eyes in pain.
Old Mrs. Ning walked forward and saw a pit dug by Ning Zhihuan. There were many things in it, including dolls, clothes, and bags. More importantly, there was some money in a paper bag, which seemed to be quite a lot.
Old Mrs. Ning recognized at a glance that most of the things here were Ning Zhihuan's things, and they all disappeared inexplicably in the end.
Take the doll for example. It was a doll that the daughter of Ning Qinghua’s employer didn’t want anymore, but it was very new, so Ning Qinghua took it back and gave it to Ning Zhihuan. Ning Zhihuan also said that he liked it very much. For a while, he held it in his hand every day and showed it off to everyone he met.
But then it disappeared inexplicably.
I didn't expect it to be here...
Old Mrs. Ning was not a fool. She looked at Ning Hong who had been obstructing her.
Ning Zhihuan feigned surprise, "Isn't this what I lost? Sister Ning Hong, come and see, I found the treasure."
Ning Hong's face was extremely ugly. She forced a smile that was uglier than crying and said perfunctorily, "Is that so?"
Ning Zhihuan, however, seemed oblivious to the perfunctory tone in her words. He nodded earnestly and began to count them one by one: "This is my favorite dress, this is the skirt I wore when I was five, this is the rattle I wore when I was seven... This is... I just lost the five hundred yuan that Xiao Yuchi gave me. There are four hundred and ninety yuan in this. Could it be mine? But why is there ten yuan missing?"
Every time Ning Zhihuan said something, Ning Hong felt like her heart was bleeding.
Finally, Ning Zhihuan added, "It's really strange. There are some things in here, and I gave them all to you in the end, Sister Ning Hong. How did you end up here? Could it be that the thief stole your things as well? How despicable."
Ning Hong gnashed her teeth in hatred, but couldn't show it.
Old Mrs. Ning standing by had already understood everything. There was no thief, it was clearly Ning Hong who stole it.
He stole or robbed everything Ning Zhihuan liked, and finally buried them here.
But I didn't expect that she would actually steal money this time!
Ning Zhihuan couldn't help but find it funny when he saw Ning Hong's face suddenly turn pale.
She had discovered this place while reading a book before. She knew that Ning Hong had been a bad boy since childhood and would steal things from everywhere and bury them here. She thought that the money this time would probably be here as well.
You wouldn't have thought that she came from the book with a golden finger.
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