7. Tingsheng is here.

A day passed quickly, and a faint shadow of the moon appeared in the sky.

But night has not yet fallen and light can still be seen.

Tingyun, who had been accompanying Qing's mother and daughter in various venues to watch auction items one after another, began to be distracted again.

And the Qing family's mother and daughter have completely understood.

If their mother and daughter didn't take the initiative to talk to him, he would never talk too much, just like a servant.

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"Yun'er." Tingyun suddenly heard his mother's voice.

Looking back, I saw my mother standing at the entrance of the Jingzi Conference.

Tingyun couldn't help but speak to the Qing mother and daughter: "Happy Lord, Miss Qingni, I'll leave."

Qing Jun nodded and said nothing.

Qingni muttered, "No one stops you!"

Today, she Qingni was so angry. This man is simply a piece of wood, the biggest wood of Pingxing!

If you ask him ten words, he will only answer ten words.

I haven't seen him come and ask!

Even if you say whether you are hungry or not at noon, it’s fine!

Even if the people in Diluo no longer use grains as regular food, even if my mother and I are not very hungry!

But you don’t have any common sense in hospitality, right?

Wood! Wood! Wood! Pingxing is the biggest big wood!!

Qing Ni, who was cursing endlessly, didn't notice that the mother beside her was smiling at her!

"Ni'er, are you going back?" Qing Jun smiled and said.

Qing Ni came back to her senses and said, "Okay, mom!"

Qing Jun then got up.

Qing Ni followed closely.

However, before walking a few steps, the two stopped again.

Because Tingyun and Tingsheng had already met.

Looking at the most beautiful woman in Tiandifu in front of her, Qingni suddenly felt that her smile was no less than her mother!

There is even a sacred halo!

The more you look at it, the more respectful it is!

Humph, you have such a good mother like this!

Humph, it must be that Pingxing gave you the pity you!

Poor Pingxing Wood!

"Happy Lord, Miss Qingni, please do not blame Tingyun for being neglected today! He..." Tingsheng apologized.

"It's okay, Mrs. Ting." Qing Jun replied calmly.

Tingsheng continued: "Thank you, Lord. Lord, are you... going back?"

Qing Jun said in a nod, "It's getting late, it's time to go back."

Tingsheng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, then we won't disturb Master Xing and Miss Qingni."

Qing Jun then took two steps, suddenly stopped again, and said, "Madam Ting, are you really going to auction this auction garden?"

When Tingsheng heard this, he replied, "Yes, I'm lucky to be the Lord."

Qing Jun continued: "Madam Ting, if you like it, just call me Madam Qing. The title of "Happy Lord" will insult you."

Tingsheng was stunned,

Tingyun was stunned, too,

Qing Ni is even more so!

"This..." Tingsheng was still a little unbelievable.

Qing Jun smiled and said, "In my opinion, a woman who resolutely changed her surname to a husband after her husband's death is a symbol of loyalty in this world where men and women's love is not very eternal! In this way, what qualifications do I have to underestimate her?"

After speaking, Tingsheng was silent.

Qingni's admiration for her mother reached a brilliant peak in an instant!

Tingyun suddenly felt that his heart was incomplete and showed some sign of perfection!

"Happy Lord, thank you. But Tingsheng still wants to call you that. Because a woman with absolutely powerful power is still so approachable and so deeply rooted in a small town of Diluo. How can I not call each other with respect?" Tingsheng replied seriously.

Qing Jun was a little surprised. She didn't expect this woman to be so...serious!

Qing Ni on the other side is really a little... blank. Is this really that wooden mother? Is this really just a woman in the detail field?

Not like, not like! How could this be the mother of wood?

That wood asked ten questions and answered ten sentences, and there were only statements!

And this mother's remark is comparable to her own mother!

There is no way to look like a half-district realm! He is just a person who is in the same realm as his mother!

Tingyun on the side was just stunned. Although he didn't expect his mother to respond like this, it seemed very natural to him. Because his mother was a very majestic woman in her bones!

However, because of my father's departure, this majestic temperament gradually began to become dusty.

"Okay, let's follow your wife." Qing Jun omitted the word "ting".

Tingsheng replied: "Thank you, thank you."

"Well, if the lady really wants to auction the auction garden, I suggest that the lady should not only sell one." Qing Jun turned around.

Tingsheng was stunned, and after thinking about it, he replied: "Thank you for the blessing!"

"Okay, Ni'er, let's go back." Qing Jun turned his voice.

Qing Ni came back to her senses, held her mother's arm, and left together.

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Not far away, the Mao brothers and sisters kept watching this scene.

Although they did not dare to listen by reading, from their observation, they could understand that this Qing Xingzhu really appreciated the Ting family and his son.

At this time, Mao Di was even more gloomy. He was really jealous of Tingsheng, who was nearly twice his age! Why can you, a noble person who is not a master, be favored by a noble lucky person?

I don’t agree! I don’t agree!

Mao Xiaomo has no longer cared about this little brother because she was thinking about the conversation between her father and her in her mind—

"Mo'er, your mother passed away early. Do you mind re-releasing the father?"

"Dad, why do you... need to ask your daughter if you want to re-string? This is your own business, isn't it?"

"Hehehe... can't you listen to Mo'er's truth?"

"Dad, which stepmother did you... like me and me?"

"If it were the auction of Yuantingshi, would Mo'er like it?"

"No matter who the father wants to re-string, his daughter will treat him as a mother."

"Okay, okay, I deserve to be a good daughter for my father!"

—————

With Tingsheng's charming charm, Mao Xiaomo has to admire his father's always vicious eyes! This is indeed a great woman!

But is it possible? Could she remarry a woman with such a clear halo of loyalty?

Father, Father, even if you keep hinting at me and ask me to marry this Tingsheng, it will be difficult for you to get what you want.

"Brother, let's go back."

When Mao Di heard this, he said, "Sister, isn't there an auction in the auction garden?"

Mao Xiaomo shook his head and said, "We will not miss this. But now, the Ting family and his son are ready to go back."

"How can I tell?" Mao Di looked at Tingyun and Tingsheng who were indeed turning around and leaving, and couldn't help asking.

Mao Xiaomo replied with two words: "Intuition."

I have to say that Mao Xiaomo's intuition is very accurate.

Indeed, after Qing Jun's suggestion, Tingsheng felt that things needed to be planned carefully, and he could not just come to auction it casually.

Not auctioned to one?
To be continued...