After saying that, she hung up the phone with a bang.
Regardless of Ning Jinyun jumping on the other end of the phone.
Putting her hand on the black dial phone, Ning Yuan felt mixed.
Her sudden 'rebellion' will definitely instigate a fight between her mother and aunt.
But only in this way can she have the opportunity to find out the truth about her life experience from the conflicts between their sisters.
But these things are not only purely family scandals, but also one of their own secrets.
It's not time to tell Rong Zhaonan in detail yet.
Ning Yuan lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Yes, you have met my aunt. After she complained, my parents were very opposed to me marrying you."
"You also know their reasons, because you are a member of the decentralized reform movement. If I marry you, I will drag down my brothers and sisters, including them of course."
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan and was silent for a long time before he said these words.
Even though it sounded perfectly reasonable, he was still keenly aware that she didn't mean everything.
He raised his eyebrows slightly: "It was normal for your aunt to object last time, but now that I have returned to work, they should not object again."
Ning Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, if they know that you have resumed your job in the capital, they will probably ask you for a large sum of money as a gift, or else they will ask you to help with some good work or something."
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, but Rong Zhaonan went from a devolved element despised by everyone to a popular cadre in the capital.
Just a few months.
The opportunities in life are so strange.
"If they want it, I can give it to them." Rong Zhaonan said thoughtfully.
If there was no problem with Ning Yuan and her family's background, she would be his woman, and he could do whatever he asked for.
After all, she will still be the mother of his child in the future.
Ning Yuan said simply: "It's not necessary. First, we are not really married, and you don't owe me anything. Second, I don't have a good relationship with my family, and I don't want them to take advantage of me."
Rong Zhaonan's eyes turned cold when he heard Ning Yuan's "first" content.
His voice was very calm, and he just continued to ask: "You have a bad relationship with your family? Didn't your eldest brother send you biscuits and money from Shanghai?"
Ning Yuan was silent for a while, and then said: "The eldest brother is the child adopted by my parents. His parents are both martyrs. He used to live in the yard of our work unit. He is the best to me at home."
The eldest brother Ning Weihuan was nine years old when he came to the family. Ning Jinyun and his wife adopted him because the orphans of martyrs received a monthly maintenance payment.
At the age of sixteen, Ning Weihuan could join the army under the care of his martyrs' relatives, stay in the army, and receive a monthly allowance of dozens of yuan.
After raising a child for a few years, he can join the army. Not only will he send money to his family every month, but he will also have a good reputation for adopting orphans of martyrs. Who wouldn't want to do such a good thing.
Ning Jinyun was at least very good towards Ning Weihuan.
Ning Weihuan might be able to sense that her little sister was the least favored in the family, so besides sending money home, he always secretly gave some to Ning Yuan.
"Listen, you're a nice guy," Rong Zhaonan said.
Ning Yuan said with some self-mockery: "Yes, and even though the eldest brother is adopted, he is more pampered than my 'biological' one."
Rong Zhaonan said nothing more.
When they arrived at the entrance of the village, where they were about to get off the car, Rong Zhaonan stretched his long legs on the ground and asked Ning Yuan to get out of the car.
He raised his cold eyes, looked at Ning Yuan and said calmly: "There is a Taoist saying that the relationship between the six relatives is shallow, and the relationship between parents is weak. Some things do not need to be forced."
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, then reached up and covered Rong Zhaonan's mouth: "I'm sorry to trouble you, although the situation is clear now, you'd better stop talking about these feudal superstitions before you can resume work!"
It is so strange that she can be reborn as a girl. Naturally, there is no other explanation besides metaphysics, but it is not open enough to mention "feudal superstition" casually.
Rong Zhaonan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, who was looking around nervously.
The girl's thin fingers were a little rough from working a lot, but the palm pressed against his lips was still soft and warm.
A deep smile flashed in his narrow eyes: "Are you worried about me?"
Ning Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the villagers passing by didn't notice them.
She couldn't help but mutter: "After all, you were once the captain of the special forces. Why do you talk so much about Taoism? At least don't mention it in front of others."
I used to meditate and practice in the middle of the night. This little brother is also a magical species.
Rong Zhaonan narrowed her eyes. She mentioned that special forces were only organized in foreign countries. There were only scouts in China, but she didn't speak smoothly.
His eyes flickered, and he said with a half-smile in her palm: "Well, are you worried about me?"
Ning Yuan suddenly froze, her palms feeling like an electric shock, she quickly retracted her hands, held them, and looked at Rong Zhaonan as if she had seen a ghost.
Why did she feel like he kissed her palm? ! !
Rong Zhaonan's expression remained unchanged and he looked at her: "What's wrong?"
Ning Yuan looked at his calm and cold expression, but he still looked cold and untouchable. It must be her imagination, right?
Well, it must be her illusion!
How could a gentleman like Mr. Rong, an ascetic type who tied himself up and soaked in a water tank for a night, become as angry as if he had lost his virginity when she accidentally touched his mouth? How could he do that kind of thing to take advantage of others?
Ning Yuan coughed lightly and unconsciously squeezed her slightly wet and itchy palms tightly: "It's nothing, let's go back?"
She was the one who pressed her mouth first. It was normal for her to get some moisture from her lips.
She even accidentally licked him.
Ning Yuan convinced herself, turned around and followed him to the cowshed.
Rong Zhaonan looked at her silly way of clenching her palms while convincing herself, and a smile flashed in her eyes: "Well, let's go."
Take your time when petting a rabbit and don't rush. Some breeds of rabbits can bite.
In any case, he doesn't plan to return to the capital for the time being, and while checking her details, he will slowly let her get used to it.
But the next second, he saw Ning Yuan unconsciously stretching out her hands as she walked and quietly wiping her palms clean on her trouser legs.
As Ning Yuan wiped her palms clean, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, Oh my god, even if it's a handsome guy's saliva, it's still someone else's saliva. It's a bit disgusting.
It's no wonder that Boss Rong was accidentally licked by her as a mint candy, and he rushed out in disgust.
She didn't understand the exchange of saliva like kissing after watching those movies and novels in her previous life. She had never kissed Li Yan, and of course Li Yan had no interest in kissing her.
How could anyone enjoy kissing, which involves exchanging saliva and bacteria? Won't you catch germs?
The smile in Rong Zhaonan's eyes disappeared and turned into a cold light: "..."
So disgusted? Great, he remembered!
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