Hypocritical you sister get up hi

The condolences this time made him feel depressed again, and Ning Lang couldn't help but want to give his grandfather a big praise, he always has the ability to make everyone unhappy in a short period of time.

Of course, except for Ning Ming.

After returning to the inn, Ning Lang lazily leaned on the sofa, not even bothering to answer Xiong Dan who was wandering around beside him begging to play with him.

Luo Yongning reached out and pulled the bear egg over, rubbed its big head, and said, "Your father is in a bad mood today, come here to play with you as a godfather."

The bear egg scrambled back and forth in Luo Yongning's arms, and finally escaped from his big hand, then turned around and ran to his kennel, took out a dirty doll, put it in front of Luo Yongning, and looked at it pitifully. The baby glanced at it, turned around and ran to Ning Lang's legs and lay down on the ground.

Luo Yongning looked down at the drool-stained doll, his eyes widened in disbelief: "No, Ning Lang, what does your son mean?"

"My son gave you his favorite doll, which naturally means that the doll is given to you, and you don't bother with it anymore." Ning Lang couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to pull Xiongdan's big face, "son Be good, dad will bring you chicken strips later."

Xiong Dan happily licked Ning Lang's hand, then obediently got up at his feet.

Luo Yongning sat down on the sofa on the other side, and took out a cigarette case from his pocket, "If you're still depressed, can I have a drink with you?"

"Who are you?" Ning Lang glanced at Luo Yongning casually, "Put the cigarette back for me, my son is still young, so don't smoke in front of it."

Luo Yongning curled his lips and stuffed the cigarette case back, "How about it, have a drink?"

Ning Lang waved his hand: "Don't you think that when we get together, there is nothing but drinking. How about eating casually today and watching TV in peace?"

Luo Yongning raised his hand, made an "OK" gesture, and huddled into a big ball on the sofa on the other side, playing with his mobile phone while casually watching TV.

It began to rain patter outside the window, and it tended to get bigger and bigger. The sky gradually darkened, and it was pitch black outside, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Luo Yongning turned his head from the window, "Well, I can't go out to buy food today, let me see what else is in the refrigerator, let's just eat."

Ning Lang nodded lazily, and continued to turn his attention to the TV.

Luo Yongning turned around, cooked two bowls of noodles, and put them on the tea table. This was probably one of the few foods he could get his hands on. Of course, even so, he was better than Ning Lang who didn't touch Yangchun water. Much stronger.

At the very least, Ning Lang was satisfied with the noodles he cooked.

The two were eating noodles, commenting casually on whether the acting skills of the hero and heroine on TV were too exaggerated, when Ning Lang's phone rang suddenly.

He glanced at the screen, a little surprised, but still answered the phone in a friendly tone. Then, Luo Yongning saw his face getting worse and worse, and said almost with suppressed anger: "Okay, this matter You don't need to worry about it, just leave it to me, and I will call you if you have any questions." After speaking, he threw the phone on the sofa, and threw the noodle bowl in his hand on the coffee table, and the noodle soup splashed all over the place. land.

Luo Yongning hurriedly took out a piece of paper to wipe it off, "What's wrong, whose phone is it?"

Ning Lang straightened up, went into the bedroom, took out a thick coat, sneered, and said, "Do you think he has a son like my father only when he needs it? He always thinks about himself Okay, how about my old uncle, how about Ning Ming, will you never worry about my father?"

Luo Yongning stood up straight, stretched out his hand to hold Ning Lang, "It's raining heavily outside, why are you going?"

"My precious grandpa, lying at home, said that his stomach hurts, his chest hurts and his head hurts. In short, there is no place where it doesn't hurt. Let my dad drive now to pick him up and go to the city for a checkup. Does he remember that his eldest son is also in his 50s now? I'm dead, and I still have an old injury on my waist, so I'm not afraid that something will happen to him when I drive here from the city in such a heavy rain?" Ning Lang threw his coat on the sofa, feeling that the anger in his heart was about to overflow and he couldn't control it.

Luo Yongning got up and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and handed it to Ning Lang, "Drink some water first, and calm down. Your grandpa is really not disappointing at all. Why doesn't he let your uncle find a car?" Send him to the city?"

Ning Lang took a big sip of water, calmed down a little, and then said, "He said, my old uncle just worked hard in the orchard during the day. It costs money to find a car, and my father has a car, which is convenient."

Luo Yongning couldn't help being amused by this excuse, "Your grandpa is really..."

"My dad was going to drive out immediately after answering the phone, and it was my aunt who was worried about him, so she called me." Ning Lang drank half a bottle of water in one go, and put the water bottle on the coffee table, "I'm leaving, it's raining outside It’s so big, you just stay here tonight, just lock the door for me when you leave tomorrow.”

"Come on, it's raining so hard outside, maybe I have to go to the city, I'd better go with you and rest assured." Luo Yongning took his car keys, "Let's go, my buddy will accompany you to see, what is your grandfather's name?" What a monster."

It wasn't until they went out that they felt how violent the rain was. From the inn to the car, in just a few dozen meters, Ning Lang and the two of them were completely soaked.

Taking the towel from the car and casually wiping the rainwater off his head, Ning Lang glanced sideways at Luo Yongning who was starting the car, and said after a while, "Thank you this time."

Luo Yongning's eyes widened in surprise: "Are you Ning Lang, are you talking to me so politely?"

Ning Lang laughed, reached out and hammered Luo Yongning's shoulder, "Let's drive."

The rain was heavy, the road was pitch black, and even the silence in the ancient town was terrifying. Ning Lang waited for the rainwater to fall on the glass, and couldn't help but said, "It's really hard to imagine, if my father drove here from the city alone... ...Do you think it's my indifference that I don't have feelings for him?"

Luo Yongning shrugged, "There's nothing to be indifferent about. If my grandfather had treated me like this, I would have ignored him a long time ago. Life is so short, wouldn't it be good to spend time on people who are good to you?"

"Maybe I'm really not a good person." Ning Lang leaned back on the chair and said softly: "My grandfather passed away, and my father and I were studying the messy things about the funeral. After passing away, my father and aunt have been married for so many years, why are they still spending so much time on the former father-in-law?"

The rain was beating on the car window, and Ning Lang's voice was as cold as the weather outside the window: "At that time, a thought suddenly popped into my mind, why wasn't he the one who died, why did my grandfather leave me?"

"Ning Lang." Luo Yongning stretched out his hand and patted his leg. Ning Lang smiled and shook his head, avoiding his hand. "Actually, it was that momentary thought. If my father knows, he can kill me alive. I know Grandma passed away early, and it was not easy for grandpa to bring up the two brothers alone. But from the time I can remember, I knew that my father actually carried the house alone. He loved his father and took care of his younger brother, but I don't know, I just feel sorry for him."

The two have known each other for too many years, and Luo Yongning is actually clear about this matter in Ning Lang's family, but at this moment, he feels that Ning Lang just has accumulated too many emotions, and he can only express these things with him.

Ning Lang was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to turn on the music, the low singing sound was extraordinarily lonely in the rainy night.

Because of the heavy rain, the car was moving slowly, and it took a while before Luo Yongning stopped the car. Ning Lang looked out the window: "Are you there?"

Luo Yongning nodded: "I'll wait for you in the car, you go in and have a look first."

Ning Lang nodded, and rushed into the rain curtain without looking back. Luo Yongning lit a cigarette, changed the song casually, and saw the courtyard door opened again. Ning Lang and a young man helped his grandfather out of it , Even with an umbrella, it is uncomfortable to be poured.

Luo Yongning hurriedly put out his cigarette, jumped out of the car, opened the door of the back seat, and watched the young man help his grandfather into the car, while Ning Lang stood aside with a dull expression.

"What are you doing standing here, get in the car." Luo Yongning opened the passenger door, pushed Ning Lang in, and went around to the other side to get in the car.

Before starting the car, Luo Yongning took a look at his grandfather's expression from the rearview mirror, and felt that it was no different from what he looked like during the day, but Ning Lang, who was pale beside him, looked more like a patient.

"Let's go." Ning Lang covered his head with a towel, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said lightly.

The car drove away slowly, and the grandfather who was sitting in the back seat suddenly said, "I thought it was your father when you came here this late at night."

Ning Lang's voice muffled from under the towel: "It's raining too much, his waist is bad, I won't let him come over." Ning Lang pulled the towel off his face, and turned to look at the back seat , "When did Ning Ming come back?"

Ning Ming smiled: "In the afternoon." He paused, and then said, "This is Brother Luo, right? I'm sorry you came here for the trouble at night. It's because Grandpa is really sick, and there is no car at home."

Roger?Ning Lang chuckled, he grew so big, Ning Ming didn't call him brother, did he?

Luo Yongning smiled with an unclear attitude, "I don't care, it's all about Ning Lang's face."

"It's really good that you have a good relationship. After so many years, you are still so strong." Ning Ming said casually, "Brother Luo, you have graduated, where do you work now?"

"Stay at home." Luo Yongning replied lightly, then suddenly stretched out his hand, turned up the volume of the music, turned his head and said to Ning Lang, the co-pilot, "If you feel uncomfortable, go to bed first, I see that your face is pale , I might catch a cold."

Ning Lang nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.There was only music in the car for a while.