"Ning Ning, stop right here."
In the Xu family's old house, just after dark, a scene of beating a child was staged.
With a piece of Liberian ham in her mouth and a meat pie full of meat pies in her two little paws, the little girl couldn't find any gaps. She was like a flexible monkey jumping up and down to avoid being caught by her father.
Her father was roaring incompetently from behind. There were two brothers blocking the way, and two grandfathers were protecting him. A fat Taoist priest passed by in the middle and slowly advised him: "It's normal for children to eat secretly. It means you did it." The food is delicious."
The corner of Su Jianguo's mouth twitched: "She ate six beef pies and two purple egg tarts tonight. If you eat too much beef, it will crease, let alone a little brat like her?"
Su Jianguo loves his daughter passionately. In the past, when Jiang Yufen sang the sweet-faced song at home, he would sing along with the bad-faced singer, and the couple would discipline the children together.
Now that the child's mother is gone, Su Jianguo, who was the white face, can only play the red face, and against his will, he has no choice but to lift a coat hanger to beat his daughter who is turning into a bear day by day.
It's just that this white-faced guy...
There are probably too many people.
Mr. Xu tried to calm down his uncle's anger and deal with the consequences for the little baby who stole the food: "I can find the best doctor."
Su Jianguo: "?"
Xu Yanzhao: "Give her a stomach-building and digestion tablet."
Not to be outdone, Xu Yanming spoke out for the first time to promote the function of his talisman. He was quite embarrassed. The tips of his snow-white ears were dyed a light red, and his voice tried to be cold: "I have a talisman that can help digest food..." He paused, not sure. Supplement: "Can it stimulate appetite?"
The subtext is that I can eat five more big pancakes.
Old Taoist Li asked him in confusion: "When did this kind of talisman appear?"
Xu Yanming: "Just developed it."
Old Taoist Li was happy and stretched out his hand towards him: "I'll give you some, too, for Old Taoist."
Xu Yanming glanced at him and turned his black and white eyes to the side, obviously not wanting to give it.
That's a new talisman he developed for his sister. Why are you, an old man, joining in the fun?
Li Laodao staggered in anger and raised his head, sighing: "My disciple is unfilial!"
Xu Yanming curled his lips, not wanting to talk to the ill master.
Su Jianguo looked at the battles on the left and right, and sighed: "Okay, I won't fight anymore."
Immediately, Mr. Xu came over to say good things to his little granddaughter: "You see, it's normal for children to be greedy..."
There was a lot of clatter.
The aloof and rigid old man Xu has completely transformed into a granddaughter controller. He can't wait to hold his little granddaughter in his heart and want the moon to pluck the moon and the stars to pluck the stars.
Su Jianguo shook his head, these people have no bottom line in pampering children.
Thanks to their kind nature, Ning Ning.
The kind-hearted child Ningning ran away and found that his father had not chased him. He happily finished the ham slices in his mouth and bit off half of the crispy beef patty that his father had made so well.
While eating, I would look back at the miserable situation of my father being surrounded, and I couldn't help but grin, hehe.
"Boom."
"Woooo..."
Ning Ning was unable to brake quickly and bumped into the opponent's hard chest.
The snow-white and delicate skin and the hard and protruding ribs were red.
Beef patties were scattered all over the floor.
The little girl squatted down with her head in her hands and moaned.
"Little girl, I'm sorry, are you okay?" the other party's voice sounded from above.
Low, hoarse, a little weak.
There was also a voice that Ning Ning was particularly familiar with, like a cheerful chirping lark.
"Ning Ning, Ning Ning, are you okay?"
The child Bai Ganggan quickly checked on his friend: "Uncle Qi, this is the Ning Ning I told you."
"It hurts a little."
Ning Ning said coquettishly. When she looked up and saw the person who hit her head, she was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Uncle, are you sick?"
The uncle who bumped into her, no, it was the uncle she bumped into. He was wearing a pure black shirt embroidered with a dark gold dragon pattern. His facial features were cold and dull, with black hair mixed with dazzling white. His face was thin and profound, and he was tall and slender. My body was wrapped in this clothes, and when the wind blew, I felt a bit empty.
Like...
An idea flashed in Ning Ning's mind.
Just like the white-bone demon shown on TV.
Moreover, this uncle's face was covered with a faint layer of black gas.
Bai Qiye showed a rare gentle smile: "Yes, uncle is sick, but thanks to the mountain spring water, he is much better now."
"I came here specifically to thank you."
"Hmm." Ning Ning tilted her head and thought for a while: "No need to thank you. Bai Zhanzhan is Ning Ning's good friend. Good things should be shared with good friends."
The white boy nodded vigorously.
Yes, they are good friends.
The white pole stretched out its small claws: "Clap claws."
Ning Ning nodded immediately: "Okay, okay."
The game of clapping paws was popularized by Zhou Qianqian. Children in the whole class like to use clapping paws instead of saying hello, such as good morning, have you eaten, long time no see.
Four cute paws high-fived three times.
"hey-hey."
"hey-hey."
The two chubby children laughed so hard that their teeth were missing.
This scene is really childlike and interesting.
Bai Qiye watched with interest.
Two chubby, snow-white hands appeared in front of him.
The little girl's eyebrows arched: "Uncle, clap your paws."
A very warm and sincere invitation.
Bai Qiye looked at these shiny little paws (having just pinched a few beef patties) and was silent for a few seconds. With a heavy heart, he put his hands on them like he was sinking his boat.
Bai Qi had just recovered from a serious illness. His body had been tortured by poisonous insects for half a month, and he had become so thin that the outline of his bones could be seen.
His hands should be strong, well-proportioned, slender and beautiful.
All that was left now was unsightly dryness.
Bai Qi curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone, and he noticed that the chubby hand placed in his palm shrank a little.
Is it fear?
Withered blue blood vessels visible, no trace of flesh and bone, and shriveled hands like branches of an old tree. Did this scare the child?
Bai Qi sighed: "Sorry..."
He wanted to take his hand back.
A weak force grabbed his fingertips.
Those oily little paws, which smelled like beef patties, struggled to hold his palm.
"Uncle, it's very hard."
The little girl's innocent voice, accompanied by an indescribable warmth, made Bai Qi open his eyes wide.
"you……"
What a comfortable feeling.
This warm current carries vitality and flows through every dry meridians.
His body, riddled with holes caused by the poisonous insects, received the nourishment of life at this moment.
"call."
Bai Qi's lonely eyes glowed with a bright luster.
He could feel that after receiving this inexplicable warmth, he could become stronger than his past self.
"you……"
"Uncle, my name is Ning Ning."
The little girl who put a trace of luck into this uncle introduced herself.
"Sun Ningning."
"My name is Bai Jingye."
Bai Qiye, who was in a high position, spat out this name and felt dazed for a moment.
He hadn't thought of the name for a long time.
