This strengthened her determination to take action against Ning Zhilang.
The Ning family must be very happy to have a younger generation, right?
Next she will make them stop laughing!
So in the next few days, Ning Hong came back less and less often. Old Mrs. Ning saw it and kept it in mind, but she didn't say a word.
Old Mrs. Ning didn't ask, and no one in the room dared to say anything, as if such a person had never existed.
Ning Zhikun stayed in the hospital for some time.
On the day of discharge, the Ning family came out in full force, and in the end An Mao made three trips to send everyone back.
In short, the Ning family now treats Xiao Yuchi as their own grandson and loves him very much.
No one can say anything bad about it.
An Mao was also happy to see it happen.
During the time Ning Zhikun was in the hospital, Ning Zhihuan was also busy.
Take her pulse and diagnose what the problem is.
Then, based on my previous memory, I went up the mountain to collect herbs and added some Chinese medicine I bought to make a large pot of dark and bitter soup.
Chen Zhu believed it without a doubt and drank every drop.
His body was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the disease was almost cured before Old Mrs. Ning became suspicious.
The onset period has passed, the shivering has improved, and the stress response to the winter cold is no longer as severe.
However, this disease must be eradicated, and it is a long-term battle.
Every time Ning Zhihuan boiled medicine, he would not forget to buy more herbs to make medicinal food for Xiao Yuchi.
Sometimes it was delivered to him, sometimes An Mao came to pick it up, and sometimes Xiao Yuchi came to the house for dinner and took it away.
In short, An Mao was very satisfied with Ning Zhihuan and secretly regarded her as his mistress.
Ning Zhihuan only felt that the way he looked at her was like a vicious dog looking at a meat bun...
Although this metaphor is not very civilized, it is quite appropriate.
Since there was still some spare money at home, Ning Zhihuan originally wanted to renovate Ning Zhikun's house while he was away.
In the future, as our lifestyle will be different, many things will have to be changed.
For example, his aging window that had not been opened for years had to be repaired.
How can you grow taller if you don’t see the sun all year round?
Later, as they were renovating, they found that they had to move this and that. After some discussion, they decided to just discuss with Grandma Ning and renovate the entire yard.
Now the Ning family's courtyard looks even cleaner.
The floor tiles have been laid and the ceramic tiles have been installed, the location is still the same, but the house is no longer the same house.
In the words of Old Mrs. Ning, it is like a small Western-style building, tall, elegant and fashionable.
Ning Zhihuan dared to guarantee that the Ning family courtyard must be the most beautiful house in the entire Hongxing Village.
Just when the Ning family was thriving, troubles arose.
Old Mrs. Zhu's son, Zhu Fugui, returned home and did nothing all day long. He was a gangster.
In the words of his fellow villagers, he is an out-and-out playboy.
If you ask him where the banker is, he probably doesn't know.
But if you ask him which pub has the cheapest wine or which casino offers the lowest interest rate on loans, he knows it all.
Such a complete scumbag was treated like a treasure by Old Lady Zhu.
The reason is simple, perhaps because something bad happened recently, and this is the only son left for Old Mrs. Zhu.
What can I do if I continue to mess around? I can't just ignore it.
You still have to spoil it.
After wandering around the town for a long time, Zhu Fugui returned to Hongxing Village. As usual, he went home to ask Old Lady Zhu for money.
He remembered that Old Lady Zhu said she wanted to sell that silly girl Ning Zhihuan, but he didn't know how much she was sold for.
Although he is a fool, he has fair skin, tender flesh and is plump. I guess he should be worth dozens of dollars, right?
It just so happened that the Zhong family in the north of the town had paid back their debt.
Maybe there's still some money left for him to turn the tables.
Zhu Fugui thought about this and felt it was very beautiful. He hummed a song unconsciously.
He showed his big yellow teeth and looked very smug.
Walking on the street, he is a typical second-rate person.
He would ignore the old man, share cigarettes worth a few dollars with the lone scoundrel, tease children, and whistle at women, especially pretty ones, like a scoundrel.
After returning home, Zhu Fugui kicked open the door and stared for a long time, but no old lady Zhu came to greet him.
He keenly felt that something was wrong.
I opened the door and walked into the room. Where was anyone?
The tables and benches were covered with a thick layer of dust, and Old Mrs. Zhu had long disappeared.
Zhu Fugui thought that Old Lady Zhu was unwilling to give him money, so he ran away.
So he rushed out angrily, grabbed passers-by and asked them where Old Lady Zhu had gone.
The passersby were first startled by Zhu Fugui's grinning face, and then they reacted and pushed his hand away.
"Who are you, Zhu Fugui? You went out for a while and made people stupid?"
Zhu Fugui came to his senses and recognized that this was a village cadre. He didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore. He softened his tone and asked softly, "It turns out to be Brother Wang. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've lost my mind."
Brother Wang snorted coldly and retorted mercilessly: "I don't think you have lost your mind, you have lost your mind."
Zhu Fugui scratched his head embarrassedly and didn't dare to refute a word.
He is the kind of person who bullies the weak and fears the strong.
Look, even after being scolded, he still acted like a grandson, nodding and servilely, "What you said makes sense, but my mother is missing, and I'm a little anxious. You have to understand."
"Your mother?" Brother Wang raised his eyebrows and looked him up and down with a complicated expression.
Seeing this, Zhu Fugui realized that he knew where his mother had gone, so he quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Brother Wang, you have to tell me where my mother has gone. You said she is so old and has been away from home for so long. It's so dangerous for her to be out there alone."
As he spoke, he squeezed out a few tears.
If Wang Lei didn't know what kind of person he was, he would have been deceived by him.
"I think you are thinking about your mother's retirement money." Wang Lei exposed him mercilessly.
Zhu Fugui was annoyed that he spoke too directly, but he didn't want to break off relations with him, so he nodded and said yes embarrassedly.
The contempt in Wang Lei's eyes became more and more serious. Like mother, like son. If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too.
Zhu Fugui has been a fool all his life, and old lady Zhu is also not in her right mind. The mother and son are as bad as each other.
Wang Lei curled his lips, his tone unable to tell whether he was happy or angry. "If you're looking for your mother, then there's no need to look. She was sent to the police station by the village chief for trafficking her granddaughter, and she hasn't come back yet. Doesn't jail food cost money? She has no source of income in there, so don't worry about her."
After that, he left, not wanting to stay with him for a moment longer.
I just feel that the air stinks when I'm with him.
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