Chapter 120 tastes great
"Give me some peace of mind later. Be careful if I whip you again!" The more Wang Lan said, the more severe her expression became.
Ning Ji felt sad in his heart.
He couldn't help but think about the past.
When he was a child, he played so much that he forgot the time to eat, and came back late, leaving only scraps of cold roasted meat on the table.
"Who asked you to come back so late? Hehehe, you're going to be unlucky." Ning Ji ate and drank enough and sat in his seat to make fun of him.
Ning Zhuo stuck out his tongue, sat up, and was about to pick up chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.
Syllable.
Wang Lan pulled over with his chopsticks and knocked Ning Zhuo's chopsticks to the ground.
"No rules!" Wang Lan's expression was cold, "There is mud between your fingers, have you forgotten the rules I once taught you? Go wash your hands!"
"Yes." Ning Zhuo's face turned pale, he nodded quickly, left the round bench, covered the back of his hand, and ran out of the house to wash his hands.
Just after such a delay, the bell rang.
"It's time, clean up the restaurant. Oh, Ah Zhuo has nothing to eat!" Rather than gloating, clap your hands and applaud.
"The master?" Wang Lan looked at Ning Zhen with a hesitant expression.
Ning Ren looked indifferent, stood up slowly, and left his seat: "Rules are rules, and you must not relax."
"Yes, the master." Wang Lan lowered her head and said.
Ning Zhuo stepped into the restaurant.
The child who once covered the back of his red hand and rushed to wash his hands seemed to have grown into a sixteen-year-old boy in the blink of an eye.
He was dressed in white, his eyes were calm, and he walked in slowly.
Ning Ji and Wang Lan both felt that time passed and the white horse passed by.
Wang Lan restrained her emotions, stood up immediately, squeezed out a smile on Ning Zhuo's face, and waved: "Xiao Zhuo is here, hurry up, just wait for you to eat."
Ning Zhuo saluted: "Auntie."
looked at Ning Ji again and smiled slightly: "Cousin."
Ning Ji nodded, his expression very complicated.
Wang Lan said: "Hi, you kid, you are still so polite. Don't salute, our family doesn't have so many rules, sit down, sit down."
Wang Lan led Ning Zhuo to sit next to her.
However, she did not sit in the main seat.
The main seat of the round table is empty, which belongs to Ning Zhi.
When Ning Zhuo saw this, he understood Wang Lan's intention of warm hospitality.
Sure enough, less than a moment after eating, Wang Lan mentioned Ning Responsibility: "Xiaozhuo, your uncle did not do this right and deducted something that should belong to you without permission."
"You are a kind and good boy, otherwise you would not take the initiative to forgive your uncle."
"Your father's brother is your uncle, we are the real family!"
When she said this, Wang Lan was extremely aggrieved and secretly angry.
She knew very well that this was nonsense! But since Ning Xiaoren had already made the arrangements, Ning Zhi could only pinch his nose to cooperate, and Wang Lan's only choice was for her husband to sing and her wife to follow.
Ning Zhuo said: "Auntie, you are right, the closest person I am in this world is still you."
"The first time I heard this news, to be honest, I was very angry."
"But after a long time, I wanted to open it. After all, he is my uncle, and you are my closest relatives."
"As long as you return the embezzled money and resources, that's fine."
"When have we ever embezzled! That Ning Xiaoren is a complete villain, you believe whatever he says?!" Wang Lan roared in her heart, anger and hatred made her smile look distorted and ferocious.
She held back her anger: "Yes, we will pay it back. But it takes a lump sum, after all, this amount is very large, and we can't take it out all at once."
"I can understand it, it's totally fine." Ning Zhuo nodded.
As he spoke, he observed Ning Ji and Wang Lan.
The prototype of supernatural powers has been secretly used.
Unlike before, his current human life is hanging on the silk magical power lotus seed, and he has already grown a lotus root.
The prototype of supernatural power made him realize that he had been able to restrain the fluctuations and quietly activate his supernatural powers.
As long as the object is not very strong, he can restrain his breath to the extreme and remain unaware.
The reason why Ning Zhuo chose to live temporarily at his uncle's house was not only because he was monitored a lot in the courtyard of Ning Xiaoren's Mansion, but also because he had plans to test his supernatural powers.
Human life is suspended by magical powers, and the more you understand, the stronger the control.
In this world, Ning Zhuo's family is what Ning Zhuo knows best. After all, getting along day and night for more than ten years is not a joke.
In Ning Zhuo's field of vision, a thread of human life gradually formed on the top of Ning Ji's head.
Unlike the human life suspension thread when the Lava Immortal Palace pumped souls, the one controlled by Ning Zhuo was very slender and translucent.
Not long after, a human life thread appeared on the top of Wang Lan's head.
The mother and son didn't notice.
Ning Zhuo tried to manipulate it.
Ning Ji suddenly grabbed his neck and made a clicking sound.
"What's wrong?" Wang Lan was about to persuade Ning Zhuo when he was interrupted by Ning Ji's unexpected situation.
Ning Ji's face turned red and said: "I ate fish, and the fish bones got stuck in my throat."
Wang Lan snorted coldly and ignored him.
She continued: "Xiaozhuo, look, your uncle has been in private prison for so many days. You also know the environment of the private prison, it's really not a place for people to stay."
"I once asked to see the young patriarch, but he refused to see us."
"Xiaozhuo, I miss you...... Ahem, cough, ahem."
Wang Lan suddenly coughed.
Ning Zhuo hurriedly handed over a cup: "Auntie, speak slowly, don't get excited."
Wang Lan thanked him, took the cup, and took a sip of water.
"Ahem, cough, cough!" This time, she coughed even harder.
Because I choked on water.
"I made you laugh, Xiao Zhuo." It took Wang Lan a long time to recover, and the emotions that had been brewing before were gone.
Of course Ning Zhuo would not tell her that her performances were the result of his own audition of supernatural powers.
Wang Lan thought about it for a while, and just opened her mouth without saying a word.
Ning Ji grabbed his neck again, opened his mouth wide, and made a strange sound.
"What's wrong with you?" Wang Lan frowned.
Ning Ji said aggrievedly: "I, I was pierced by a fish bone again."
"It's so big, you can't even eat a fish! You can do it!!" Wang Lan glared at Ning Ji fiercely.
Ning Ji hurriedly lowered his head and put on a look of obedient training.
Wang Lan criticized a few words, and Ning Ji's face became more and more red, and he couldn't sit still.
"What's wrong with you?" Wang Lan asked.
"Mother, I want to go to the toilet." Ning Ji said.
The strong urge to urinate made him wish it could be solved now.
"Go, go." Wang Lan didn't look at Ning Ji anymore.
Ning Ji immediately got up and walked out of the restaurant quickly. His posture was very twisted, and when he crossed the door, he accidentally farted.
Ning Zhuo manipulated the human life suspension thread, causing Ning Ji to trip his left foot and right foot, and just a few steps beyond the threshold, the latter fell directly to the ground.
Wang Lan stared, and as soon as she drank and scolded, she choked on her own saliva and coughed for a long time.
Ning Zhuo smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to stop Wang Lan from continuing: "Auntie, what do you want to say, I guessed it."
"Don't worry, I will intercede with the young patriarch."
"Strive to release my uncle as soon as possible."
When Wang Lan heard this, she slapped her thigh excitedly: "Oh, Xiaozhuo, you are such a good boy, you are so good!"
"Auntie, thank you, thank you so much."
Ning Zhuo said: "Let's eat first."
Wang Lan took the initiative to use public chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Ning Zhuo.
But halfway through, the food fell on the table.
Wang Lan was embarrassed.
"Auntie, you don't have to do these things, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself." Ning Zhuo used chopsticks to pick a fish eye and put it in his mouth.
It's just a superficial taste, but Ning Zhuo is already deeply infatuated with this feeling.
Human life hangs in the balance!
As long as it is used, as long as it is caught by human life, the monk's behavior will be partially controlled.
Take Ning Zhuo's experiment just now, Wang Lan and Ning Ji both made small movements and made many mistakes.
"This feeling, this feeling...... It's really wonderful."
It seems that everything can be easily influenced by oneself, as if everything can be under one's control!
Ning Zhuo was deeply fascinated by this.
"How does it taste?" Wang Lan's face was full of concern, "I made this fish with my own hands."
Ning Zhuo nodded while chewing on the tasteless fish eyeballs, his pupils glowed with a slight cold light, and he sighed sincerely: "This taste...... It's really good."