"Give me some peace later. Be careful I will slap you again!" Wang Lan said the more he looked, the more severe he looked.

Ning Ji felt very sad.

He couldn't help but think of the past.

In my childhood, Ning Zhuo played so much that he forgot to eat. He came back late and only leftovers of cold soup left on the table.

"Who told you to come back so late? Hehehe, you're going to be in trouble." Ning Ji had enough food and drink, and sat in his seat to make fun of him.

Ning Zhuo stuck out his tongue and sat up, about to pick up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

Bang.

Wang Lan sucked her chopsticks and knocked Ning Zhuo's chopsticks to the ground.

"There is no rules!" Wang Lan's expression was cold, "There is dirt between her fingers. Have you forgotten the rules I taught you? Go and wash your hands!"

"Yes." Ning Zhuo's face was pale, he nodded quickly, left the round stool, covered the back of his hands, and ran out of the house to wash his hands.

With just a delay, the bell rang.

"It's time to clean up the restaurant. Oh, Ah Zhuo has nothing to eat!" Ning Ji was gloating and applauded.

"The head of the family?" Wang Lan looked at Ning Chi with hesitation.

Ning Chi looked indifferent, stood up slowly, and left his seat: "Rules are rules, and they must not be relaxed."

"Yes, the head of the family." Wang Lan lowered her head and should have been.

Ning Zhu stepped into the restaurant.

The child who used to cover the back of the red hand and rushed to wash his hands seemed to have grown into a sixteen-year-old boy over and over again.

He walked in slowly in white dress and his eyes were calm.

Ning Ji and Wang Lan all feel like time passes by and a flash of time passes by.

Wang Lan calmed down and immediately stood up, squeezed out a smile on Ning Zhuo's face, and waved: "Xiao Zhuo is here, hurry up, I'll wait for you to start dinner."

Ning Zhuo politely said: "Auntie."

He looked at Ning Ji again and smiled slightly: "Cousin."

Ning Ji nodded, his expression was very complicated.

Wang Lan said: "Hey, your child is still so polite. Don't be polite. Our family doesn't have so many rules. Sit, sit quickly."

Wang Lanyin Ningzhuo sat next to him.

However, she was not sitting in the main seat.

The main position of the round table is empty, which is the position that belongs to Ning Jue.

Ning Zhuo saw this and understood Wang Lan’s intention to entertain warmly.

Sure enough, less than a moment of eating, Wang Lan mentioned Ning Zhi: "Xiao Zhuo, your uncle did something wrong, and he privately deducted something that should belong to you."

"I am a kind and good boy, otherwise you wouldn't have forgiven your uncle."

"Your father's brother is your uncle, we are the real family!"

When Wang Lan said this, she felt extremely frustrated and had hidden anger.

She knew very well that this was false! But since Ning Xiaoren had made the arrangement, Ning Chi could only cooperate with her nose. Wang Lan's only choice was to follow her husband and wife.

Ning Zhuo said: "Aunt, you are right. I am the one whom I closest in this world is still you."

"I'm very angry when I heard this for the first time."

"But over time, I felt relieved. After all, he is my uncle, and you are my dearest relatives."

"As long as you return the embezzled money and resources, it's enough."

"When did we embezzle? Ning Xiaoren is a villain, you believe whatever he says?!" Wang Lan roared in her heart, and her anger made her smile look distorted and ferocious.

She suppressed her anger: "Yes, we will pay it back. But we have to do it one by one. After all, this number is very large and we can't take it out at once."

"I can understand it, it's totally OK." Ning Zhuo nodded.

While he was talking, he observed Ning Ji and Wang Lan.

The prototype of magical power has been secretly used.

Unlike before, his current life-long magical power lotus seed has grown a lotus node.

The prototype of the magical power made him realize that he could converge the fluctuations and quietly activate the magical power.

As long as the object is not very powerful, he can converge his breath to the extreme and make it clear that he is unaware of it.

The reason why Ning Zhuo chose to live in his uncle's house temporarily was that in addition to being under a lot of surveillance in Ning Xiaoren's mansion, he also had the intention to test his magical powers.

The magical power of human life is that the more you understand, the stronger the control becomes.

In this world, Ning Zhuo’s family is what Ning Zhu knows best. After all, more than ten years of living together day and night is not a joke.

In Ning Zhuo's vision, a human life thread gradually formed on Ning Ji's head.

Unlike the human life hanging silk when the soul was drawn by the Lava Immortal Palace, the one Ning Zhu controlled is very slender and translucent.

Not long after, a human life thread appeared on Wang Lan's head.

The mother and son were unaware of anything.

Ning Zhuo tried to control it.

Ning Ji suddenly grabbed his neck and made a crackling sound.

"What's wrong?" Wang Lan was about to persuade Ning Zhuo, but was interrupted by Ning Ji's sudden situation.

Ning Ji's face turned red and said, "I ate the fish and my throat was stuck."

Wang Lan snorted coldly and ignored him.

She continued: "Xiao Zhuo, look, your uncle has been in the private prison for so many days. You also know the private prison environment, it is really not a place for people to stay."

"I have asked to meet the young patriarch, but he refuses to see us."

"Xiao Zhuo, I just miss you...ahem."

Wang Lan suddenly started coughing.

Ning Zhuo hurriedly handed a cup: "Auntie, please speak slowly, don't be excited."

Wang Lan thanked her, took the cup and took a sip of water.

"Cough cough cough!" This time, she coughed even more severely.

Because it's choking.

"It makes you laugh, Xiao Zhu." Wang Lan recovered for a long time, and the emotions she had brewed before were gone.

Of course Ning Zhuo would not tell her that these performances were the result of his own audition for his supernatural powers.

Wang Lan thought about it for a while and said nothing.

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 stabbed by a fish bone again."

"It's so big that I can't even eat a fish! You can do it!!" Wang Lan stared at Ning Ji fiercely.

Ning Ji quickly lowered his head and looked like he was being scolded.

After Wang Lan criticized a few words, Ning Ji's face became redder and he couldn't stand it.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Lan asked.

"Mom, I want to go to the toilet." Ning Ji said.

The strong desire to pee made him wish he could be solved now.

"Go, go quickly." Wang Lan didn't see Ning Ji anymore.

Ning Ji immediately got up and quickly walked out of the restaurant. His posture was very squeaky, and when he crossed the door, he accidentally farted.

Ning Zhuo controlled the life of a person, causing Ning Ji to trip up his left foot and his right foot. As soon as he crossed the threshold a few steps, the latter fell to the ground.

Wang Lan glared at her and just started to scold her, she was choked by her saliva, and her cough lasted for a long time.

Ning Zhuo smiled slightly and reached out to stop Wang Lan from continuing: "Auntie, I guessed what you want to say."

"Don't worry, I will ask the young master for mercy."

"Try to release my uncle as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Wang Lan slapped her thighs excitedly: "Oh, Xiaozhuo, you are such a good boy, you are so good!"

"Auntie, thank you so much."

Ning Zhuo said: "Let's eat first."

Wang Lan took the initiative to use public chopsticks to pick up food for Ning Zhuo.
To be continued...