C12 Son Ning Tian

In the past, when Ning Tian was young, Ning Yu could still push things away. These past two years, when Ning Tian was getting older and older, the Secretary Sun always told him to find a wife quickly.

Thus, in this period of almost a year, five to six girls were introduced, most of them hearing that Ning Yu had a son, they did not even have anything else to say. Ning Yu himself felt that it was good that he was doing this, but he was not taking the initiative to be positive about it.

Half a month ago, Secretary Sun introduced another one to Ning Yu. Coincidentally, this was Ning Yu's junior high school classmate, and this young lady already had a good impression of Ning Yu when she was in school. She had also gotten married and left, but she had no children. But Ning Yu didn't want to, he never planned to get married. As for the reason, it was impossible to say.

He came back and forth with Ning Yu to talk about this matter. Although Ning Yu had said many times that he didn't want to marry his wife, Secretary Sun felt that it wouldn't be a problem if this wasn't the case. How could a man not have a wife? Besides, Ning Yu was still so young.

After that, when Ning Yu saw the Secretary Sun, he was told by the latter, both publicly and secretly, how the young wife was filial, and how diligent she was. Ning Yu had no choice but to dodge since he could not make a move.

So when he heard his mother say that the Secretary Sun was coming, Ning Yu's face changed. He put down his cutlery and quickly said: "Um, Mom, I promised Old Tang that morning to go to the peach garden. I will be leaving first, when the Secretary Sun comes, tell him not to be busy, I really don't have that intention."

After he finished speaking, Ning Yu said to Ning Tian: "Have you finished eating? "Go with daddy to see the peach tree."

"Yes."

Hearing his father say that, Ning Tian started to eat faster, but it still looked very cultured, completely different from Ning Yu's dog paddling style, and it looked a little graceful.

After finishing his meal, Ning Tian carefully wiped his mouth with a tissue, then bid his grandmother goodbye. Then, holding his father's hand, they both headed towards the Peach Mountain.

Even if it had risen by 500, it would only be a little over 2000. Ning Yu's father passed away early, her previous job was to inject pearl powder into the pearl clam to make it grow into a pearl, the money she earned was not bad, but she was fortunate, Han Xiaomei was not very old now, but she was not small, Ning Yu did not want her to work so hard for dozens of hours, and also needed someone to take care of her.

Through his relationship with the Secretary Sun, Ning Yu very conveniently rented out the Peach Mountain and asked the widowed Old Master Tang, who was childless, to help him grow a peach tree together.

When he was young, Old Master Tang had often brought Ning Yu to steal peaches. Furthermore, Old Master Tang always found the sweetest peach tree, and picked the biggest and most red peaches for him to eat. When Ning Yu first had the idea of growing a peach, he thought of Old Master Tang, and no one was more suitable than him.

What Ning Yu did not know was that not long after he left, the Secretary Sun came to their place.

"Ning Yu? Is Ning Yu home? Ning Yu? "

Han Xiaomei was sewing clothes for Ning Yu. In the summer, because the clothes were thin, Ning Yu would run to the mountains and forests all day long, making the clothes very easy to cut, even though Han Xiaomei could sew them up, she often lamented that her son was like a grandson, but the grandson was like a son, at least Ning Tian had always loved to clean things up, and other children's white clothes would become gray in just a day, but Ning Tian did not have a single stain on his body. The clothes were like new, all the neighbors came to look for Ning Yu to wear.

Comrade Han Xiaomei was once very proud of this, she replied his son: "Everyone thinks that the clothes my grandson wears are very beautiful, whoever has a child will come to me to ask my grandson to wear the old clothes, do you know why?"

Comrade Ning Yu said without a care: "Why else? Save the money, little kids grow so fast, spend that money to buy, it's such a waste. "

Comrade Han Xiaomei angrily rejected his son's words, and decisively said: "No way! It's because my grandson looks good in it. They all think it's my grandson's clothes that look good. In fact, it's my grandson who looks good in all kinds of clothes! My grandson looks so nice on his body, just like a doll that came out of a New Year painting. If you look at the one worn by the XX grandson, then the child would have been born black, and once the clothes were worn, it would be like coal, dark and dull. "

Ning Yu: "Hahahahahahahaha! Mom, you're really funny. You actually said that his grandson looks like a coal briquet? Was that a snowball day? Anyway, they're all over the world, it's not like there's anything wrong with that. "

Han Xiaomei was so angry that she slapped on the back, causing him to stumble and almost fall to the ground.

With one hand on his waist, the other hand pointing at Ning Yu, he threatened, "Say it again!"

Comrade Ning Yu immediately turned to the evil … He lowered his head and smiled, "Yes, yes, yes. You're right, who is my son? My son's whole village... "No, the prettiest one in the universe, not to mention his old clothes, even his feces are very expensive."

Ning Yu was clever this time. After he finished speaking, he leapt far away, afraid that Comrade Han Xiaomei's Iron Palm would hit him again. Unexpectedly, Han Xiaomei heard this and raised her head proudly: "That is!"

Ning Yu, "..."