The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Ning Jingmo didn't expect Qi Bin to betray him first. He originally wanted to explain a few words, but now he was unwilling to pay any attention to him.

Zhang Rui had already gone up and grabbed Qi Bin's ears, "Alright, stop embarrassing yourself here. Old Ning would laugh at your drinking habits.

Come on, come on, come home with me quickly."

"He~ He even laughed at me. I gave him face."

Qi Bin covered his ears as he spoke, bent over, and followed Zhang Rui out of the Ningjing Mo family.

Ning Jingmo saw that all the wine stalls were gone and it was pointless to drink there, so he simply stood up and started to clean up.

After I finished cleaning up, I felt that the smell of alcohol in the room was too strong, so I simply opened all the doors and windows.

In just a short while, Xia Songlan came back.

Both husband and wife felt a little guilty and neither of them mentioned the matter.

The night passed uneventfully. A few days later, Xia Songlan found out that the four of them had been drinking at home.

It was Zhang Rui who exposed it when they met her in the compound.

Xia Songlan had gotten off work early that day and was thinking of going home to make some soup for Ning Jingmo.

She found out that Ning Jingmo dared to drink behind her back.

He sneered, “I’ll go home and make some more soup tonight.

I will ask Lao Ning to deliver it to all three of your families later, so that the four brothers can have some supplements."

Zhang Rui knew that indigo was a great herb for making soup, especially as a medicinal herb.

It’s just that sometimes I like to add some special things, which make the taste worse, and it is indeed a good way to punish people.

And the therapeutic effect is really great.

Nodding, he agreed very much, "Okay, I won't cook for him tonight, I'll just let him drink your soup.

Give them more nourishment so that they can also learn their lesson.

You go home and make soup. I'll call Yan Pan and Xiao Tian now and ask them not to cook for those two guys tonight.

Really, I just don’t believe that the four of us sisters can’t handle those four old men.”

The two men split up into two groups and started working on their own.

When Ning Jingmo got home, before he had time to wash his hands, Xia Songlan brought out three insulated lunch boxes for him.

"This is the soup I made. Send one portion each to Zhang Rui, Yan Pan, and Xiao Tian's family. I have already made arrangements with them. They are all waiting at home."

In the past, Xia Songlan often made medicinal soup and sent it to their families, and Ning Jingmo was used to it.

Before leaving, he licked his face and said, "Let me drink a bowl first, then go."

Xia Songlan smiled and said, "Don't drink it. Come back and enjoy it slowly."

Ning Jingmo didn't understand what Xia Songlan meant, but he obediently went to serve the soup.

It was not until I came back and drank the soup that I understood what Xia Songlan's expression meant.

This soup smells weird, and the taste is indescribable. In the end, my tongue couldn't taste any flavor at all.

It has all kinds of flavors, including sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, and the aftertaste makes people feel mixed emotions.

If he hadn't felt a warm current immediately after drinking it, and even felt his body felt particularly comfortable, he really felt that he couldn't drink it anymore.

The next day, Qi Bin and the other three gathered in Ning Jingmo's office again.

Qi Bin slammed the table as soon as he entered the door, "What's the meaning of your woad? It's fine, why did you send us that pot of weird soup?

Zhang Rui pinched my nose and forced me to drink it down, and she gave me so much, three full bowls."

Sun Dajun didn't dare to slam the table, and could only mutter quietly, "Is that really the soup my sister-in-law made? Could it be some sloppy water from some garbage bucket that was swilled overnight?

That smell... ugh~~"

To be honest, he still felt a little nauseous when he thought about it now.

Qin Chi didn't say anything, but the expression on his face was particularly funny.

Ning Jingmo looked at their expressions and immediately became unhappy, "Why? Our Songlan made soup for you personally.

I delivered it to you personally, and you still reject it?

Do you know what that soup is? It is a tonic soup. Drink it for ten days in a row and you will be guaranteed not to get sick in the winter."

"What? Ten days!"

The three of them were frightened and shouted in unison.

Qi Bin patted his chest and said, "Please thank Isandra for me. I'll save my share! I usually exercise and don't get sick easily. I'd better not drink it."

Sun Dajun clasped his hands together and said, "Just say a few nice words to my sister-in-law, and save my share. Don't waste money. These herbs are so expensive."

Qin Chi spoke louder now, "I haven't been sick for two or three years, so it's okay not to drink.

If my sister-in-law really wants to make soup, I don't object. I'll just let my three brothers drink it for me.

It was you three who suggested drinking last time, I just followed you, and this time drinking soup was an unprovoked disaster."

Now Ning Jingmo and the other three glared at him together.

Qi Bin pointed at Qin Chi's nose and said, "Why didn't I realize that you are such a bad boy? You are so mean, so mean."

Sun Dajun patted Qin Chi's shoulder heavily, and said in a sinister voice, "When did you become a scapegoat?

You drank a lot at the beginning, even three cups before leaving. Believe it or not, I will expose you in front of Xiaotian right now."

Ning Jingmo's eyes widened. "No one can escape. I have to drink every day. You all have to drink."

For the next nine days, the four of them drank fresh tonic soup every day, and the taste became stranger and stranger.

But after drinking it, the effect was really obvious. I didn’t even sneeze the whole winter.

The four brothers really didn't dare to drink this time. Even during such a lively festival as Chinese New Year, no matter how others persuaded them, they refused to drink.

Xia Songlan, Zhang Rui and others were happy with this result.

The Spring Festival was over quickly and the students had not yet returned to school, but Ning Jingmo welcomed the director of studies and his class teacher from Ning Ziqing's school into his office.

They are old acquaintances and have met several times before.

The two arrived and directly handed three application forms to Ning Jingmo.

The three application forms are exactly the same, all of which are applications to join the special forces.

Ning Jingmo looked at the two of them.

The Dean of Studies explained: “The special forces come to our school to recruit people every year, and they have recruited top-notch leadership and combat talents several times in a row.

I know that Commander Ning was also from the special operations team and is very familiar with their work.

Now a new special forces team will be formed, which will be more advanced than the previous ones in terms of scale, form and technological content.

Ning Ziqing is the best student in our class. He has been ranked first in grades every year. He applied three times in a row, but was rejected every time.

But now this newly established special operations team is in urgent need of talents like Ziqing, and we would like to hear Commander Ning’s opinion.”

In fact, during the Spring Festival, the four of them sat together and talked about the future career paths of their two children.

Ning Tianya looked indifferent, as if she had no plans for the future.

Ning Jingmo and Xia Songlan didn't intend to have too high expectations for their child. They just reminded her that she had to plan.

Don't deal with it hastily and lose your original intention.

Ning Tianya nodded happily, looking like she didn't care much.

Ning Ziqing had already had a plan. He wanted to join the special forces and had applied three times, but unfortunately none of them were approved.

The last application was submitted before the holiday.

At that time, Xia Songlan comforted Ning Ziqing, "Gold will shine wherever it is. One day, others will see your shining point."

Ning Jingmo even called Ning Ziqing into the study and talked for a long time. When he came out, Ning Ziqing's eyes became more determined.

Ning Jingmo recalled Ning Ziqing's attitude at that time, and said to the dean and the class teacher: "Regarding Ziqing's matter, I hope my wife is present. I respect her opinion."

The dean of studies and the class teacher looked at each other.

The dean nodded, "It would be good if the child's mother was present."

Xia Songlan was taken to Ning Jingmo's office by the driver. She didn't know what the situation was before she arrived. After she found out, she looked at Ning Jingmo.

Ning Jingmo nodded, "I respect your opinion."

Xia Songlan then said to the dean, "I respect the child's opinion."