Ning Zhihuan wanted to sit next to Ning Qinghua, but was stopped by Old Lady Ning.
A pair of shrewd eyes curved into slits with a smile and waved at her.
"Come, Huanbao, come here and sit next to grandma."
Ning Zhihuan hesitated and stood there without moving.
She said with some embarrassment: "Grandma, this is against the rules."
Old Lady Ning feigned anger and said, "What's wrong with this? You're a great contributor, come quickly."
Ning Zhihuan wanted to say something, but Chen Zhu smiled and responded, "Yes, Huanbao, please don't refuse anymore."
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhihuan cast a questioning look at Ning Qinghua, who nodded.
"Okay, thanks, grandma."
So she walked over and sat next to Old Mrs. Ning.
Old Lady Ning then smiled, "That's right, this is my sweet baby."
So Old Lady Ning and Ning Zhihuan sat together, Ning Qingjian and Chen Zhu sat together, Ning Qingzhong and Li Xueyan sat together, and Ning Qinghua sat alone on one side.
Ning Zhilang is in his third year of high school and rarely comes back.
Old Mrs. Ning also deliberately didn't let Chen Zhu call him.
After all, he might be the first college student in their Ning family, so studying is more important.
Ning Zhikun rarely goes out to eat since his legs became inconvenient. Li Xueyan always sends food to Ning Zhikun's room before dinner and then searches it out after he finishes eating.
In other words, he rarely leaves his house.
I usually lock myself in the house.
Ning Zhigan sat next to his parents, and Ning Hong seemed a little embarrassed.
It's not a good idea to leave, nor is it a good idea to stay.
No matter where I sit, it seems wrong.
He just felt everyone's eyes on him, and his face was burning, as if he had been slapped in the face without being seen.
In the end, Ning Qinghua took the initiative to invite her to come and sit down, and Ning Hong lowered her head and hurried over.
She seemed to hear Old Lady Ning snort coldly, so she lowered her head even more.
Ning Qinghua was away from home most of the year and didn't know what Ning Hong had done, so he asked her with concern if anything happened.
Ning Hong shook her head without saying a word.
Old Mrs. Ning's eyes passed over her but did not linger.
"I gathered everyone here today because I have something to say." Old Mrs. Ning was rarely as happy as she is now. Even the corners of her mouth were raised with a hint of barely perceptible pride.
Everyone looked at Old Lady Ning, waiting for her next words.
Only Ning Zhigan, the naughty boy, couldn't wait any longer and urged, "Grandma, please tell me now! Don't keep us in suspense."
Ning Qingzhong rewarded him with a roasted chestnut and told him not to disturb Old Lady Ning while she was talking.
Ning Zhigan covered his head pitifully, looking at Old Lady Ning with anxious eyes, but he did not ask any questions.
Old Lady Ning stood up and helped Ning Zhihuan up beside her. "I have two things to say today. The first is that Huanbao will have to go to school when the next semester starts."
"Yeah!"
Ning Zhigan applauded and said this. He had long wanted to go to and from school with his younger sister.
This way he can also protect his younger sister, and just thinking about it makes him feel like a hero.
The older elders smiled, obviously happy about this matter.
Only Ning Hong unconsciously clenched her chopsticks.
What's going on?
Why is Ning Zhihuan going to study?
In her previous life, before she went out, Ning Zhihuan was a fool and had never thought about going to school.
She suddenly looked at Ning Zhihuan, but saw her staring at her with a smile on her face, which made her scalp tingle.
Ning Zhihuan smiled, her chubby face widening into a smile that was so healing, as if what she had just seen was an illusion.
However, she didn't have the energy to figure out whether what happened just now was an illusion or not. She only knew that Ning Zhihuan was going to school in this life.
What is going on?
In her previous life, she had never been found hiding anything.
Why does it feel like everything is out of her control without her realizing it?
Ning Hong's abnormality was not noticed by anyone except Ning Zhihuan. The happiest person was Ning Qinghua. He smiled and said, "Our Huanbao has grown up and become sensible. When you go to school, I, your father, will definitely give our Huanbao the most beautiful schoolbag."
Old Lady Ning said, "You should keep that little money of yours. I'm afraid Huanbao is richer than you now."
Ning Qinghua was a little confused and asked, "Mom, what do you mean?"
Huanbao doesn't have a job, so how could he be richer than me?
Could it be that it was given by Old Lady Ning?
Old Lady Ning didn't keep the secret and said, "This is the second good news. Our Huanbao and Chenzhu made clothes together and sold them in town. They made over a thousand. Tell me, is Huanbao richer than you now?"
More than a thousand!
This number hit everyone's mind, and their first reaction was disbelief.
How could there be so much money?
Except for Ning Zhihuan and Chen Zhu, everyone else thought it was a bit outrageous. How could they make so much money just by selling clothes?
Ning Hong sneered in her heart, thinking that Old Lady Ning was crazy.
If you want to brag about your granddaughter, you have to find a suitable reason.
Seeing that no one believed her, Old Lady Ning took out a thousand yuan from her pocket. The bright red hundred-yuan bills were placed in front of her, hurting her eyes.
Ning Hong, in particular, kept her mouth open for a long time and couldn't come back to her senses.
Ning Qingjian looked at his wife with a fanatical look in his eyes.
"Is this true?"
Happiness came suddenly, and even though the facts were right in front of him, Ning Qingjian still found it hard to believe.
His wife, who had just been laid off, actually earned more than a thousand yuan in less than a month.
What is the concept?
He doesn't even make that much in a year!
Chen Zhu blushed and nodded, and Ning Qingjian was very excited.
Another excited person was Ning Qinghua, who had no idea that his daughter was so outstanding.
Ning Zhihuan spoke up, a little embarrassed, "Actually, it's mainly thanks to my aunt. She made the clothes. I just came up with an idea, and it's just talk."
Chen Zhu shook her head and said seriously, "How could that be? Without your design drawings, Huanbao, how could I have done it? Without your auction, how could we have made so much money?"
After saying that, she looked at Ning Qinghua and said, "Third brother, our Huanbao is really amazing. I wish Zhilang could be as amazing as Huanbao."
Ning Qinghua hadn't recovered from his surprise yet. Hearing Chen Zhu's humble words, he quickly stood up and waved his hand, "Not at all, Zhilang is also very talented. He will definitely become the first college student in our Ning family... oh no, in Hongxing Village."
"No, Huanbao is the best..."
"No, Zhilang is still more powerful."
The two of them humbly praised each other.
Ning Zhigan, who was happily eating his food on the side, inexplicably felt the resentful gaze of his parents.
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