Tang Ning is not tall and tall, about two centimeters away. She is not as tall as big and thick as she is, and she weighs nearly 166. She is relatively fat. Tang Ning is 1.74 meters tall and weighs 1.22. She is relatively thin.

Tang Ning looked pretty. If he had a long gown, he would look like a scholar from ancient times. He had a strong face and thick eyebrows. He was 80% similar to his father. He was as rough, bold and generous as his father.

But Tang Ning's face darkened and his eyes sterned. Dazhuang was afraid for no reason. Not only him, but also Shitou and Monkey.

A small group of four people. They usually have hip-hop and fight, but no one is convinced by each other. But when they encounter serious things, at critical moments, Tang Ning is definitely a well-deserved boss. Their status and role are not chosen by anyone, but when they come into contact and study together, they invisibly imprint Tang Ning's authoritative image in the hearts of the other three.

As for the reason, there is no solution, this happened naturally. No one can tell the reason.

Especially today, Tang Ning was busy watching appearances, divination, breaking disasters, etc., which made Da Zhuang feel a sense of awe of Tang Ning.

That’s right. It’s just admiration and fear!

The admiration is a little bit, after all, both parties are the same age, and as the same age, it is quite exaggerated to make one person respect another. For Dazhuang, after today, he has been more afraid of Tangning. To put it bluntly, he is very afraid of Tangning. He is even more afraid than his father.

Tangning represents the unknown, and Tangning seems to be covered with a layer of fog that others cannot see.

This unknown and fog made Dazhuang scare to his bones.

He swore that he would never violate any of Tang Ning's words in the future.

Damn, this shit is so stern, and his eyes are glaring, making his buddy tremble. How come he has such great power? It's really his grandma!

Dazhuang muttered, "Okay, listen to you. But you have to accompany me then. Otherwise, I know what the hell is like!"

"Okay. I'm back. See you tomorrow."

"Ride slowly on the road, see you tomorrow."

Dazhuang looked at Tang Ning's back with a slight look. After a while, his eyes became firm and bright. He shook his head suddenly, muttering his mouth and returning to the building with some excitement and helplessness.

It was less than seven o'clock when Tang Ning arrived home. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled the familiar smell at home. Tang Ning felt a sense of apology.

I have been remembering that so many years have passed, noon and evening, noon and noon, noon and noon, noon and noon, my aunt will wait for him unless he is not at home. Or say hello in advance and eat outside.

If Tang Ning had a meal outside one day and forgot to say hello to his aunt, she would wait for him after she had prepared the meal.

It was not until he came back that the old man could only eat the food in his mouth. He could eat it with peace of mind.

When I went out, my aunt had almost cooked the meal. This time, I waited for about an hour.

"Grandma, I'm back." Tang Ning quickly washed his hands and set up the table. He served a small bowl of rice for his aunt who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the kang. The old lady didn't eat much. She never touched meat food every year. She was vegetarian all year round. Tang Ning once joked that if her aunt lived in the nunnery, she would definitely be a god.

My aunt said, if it weren't for you little fool, my aunt would have been with the green lamp and the ancient Buddha a dozen years ago. However, God would do so, and I had to get involved in a relationship. After the little eagle was full of wings and could spread its wings and fly high, my aunt would be able to live a lifetime in the nunnery.

I remember that at that time, looking at the tranquility and yearning in my aunt's eyes, Tang Ning was so scared that she almost burst into tears. She would never dare to open a temple again.

And since then, Tang Ning always had a worry in his heart. That is, one day in the future, his aunt would really leave herself behind and cultivate immortality alone to realize the truth.

Tang Ning didn't know who his biological parents were, and his aunt replaced many relative roles in his heart.

Kind care, pity, love, like grandma and mother. The strictness of urging practice in practice will turn into grandpa and father.

No matter now or in the future, I believe that this kind of multiple identities will never change in Tang Ning's heart.

"I'm sorry, aunt. I'm late." At the dinner table, Tang Ning once again expressed his apology.

"Okay, let's not talk about these unnutritious nonsense in the future. I am not waiting for you specifically, I am happy to have two people. I can't eat one person." After the young lady finished speaking, Tang Ning also said exactly the same words as the young lady in his heart at the same time.

Then the two of them bowed their heads together and picked up their jobs at the same time.

The same dialogue and the same action have not changed in many years.

Tang Ning knew this would happen, but he still had to say what he should say, which was a matter of attitude.

Sitting beside my aunt, siping her little old lady with her little sips, she made Laoshan ginseng soup for him. The warm heat generated by the meridians and blood swayed between the qi and blood.

"What is the reason? What has the place changed at the child's house?" The old lady suddenly asked when the quiet dinner was halfway through.

If these words fall into the ears of others, it may be inexplicable, but Tang Ning took the last sip of soup and gave his grandma a thumbs up. "My grandma is indeed a master. She has never been able to come out of the cottage and knows the world's affairs."

"I'll talk too much nonsense, and I'll be more than half an hour later in the morning."

Tang Ning's flattering smile suddenly collapsed. If you increase your half-hour standing time, you have to get up half an hour early. Oh my God, wouldn't you have to get up at five o'clock?

He flattened his mouth and looked at his aunt pitifully.

"Pretty? Then add half of it..."

Before the old lady could finish her words, Tang Ning spoke quickly, "The location of the door between the kitchen and the living room has changed. The door of the toilet faces the kitchen stove. The toilet is the place where the grains are reincarnated, with dark and dirty air on the head. In addition, their kitchen is still a place where the yang energy is blocked by the door. The yang energy on the front is weak and the yin energy is strong, which makes the place where the grains are reincarnated into a ghost hole."

"So Dazhuang's father is plagued by ghost evil spirits and his yin energy covers his body?"

"Well, that's it."

“What about the solution?”

"Azaleas. Rhododendrons cry blood. The rhododendrons carry natural blood. The blood is strong and the yang energy rises. While Uncle Yao is not at home these two days, I asked Dazhuang Zhou Tianer to go to a flower shop to buy two pots of azaleas and place them on the kitchen windowsill. As long as the rhododendrons are there, they can temporarily suppress the ghost hole. Find an opportunity to persuade Uncle Yao to re-plan the interior layout and completely solve the future problems."

"Well, the method is OK, then have you ever thought about it? What reason should you advise Dazhuang's parents to change the layout of their living rooms? Tell them the truth?"

"Of course not." Tang Ning said with his eyes wide open. His voice immediately became low again. "Besides, even if you tell them about ghost acupoints, evil spirits, and changing the Feng Shui pattern, it may not be useful. Dazhuang's parents will never believe it."

Tang Ning thought about it and said helplessly: "If it really doesn't work, I can only hang an inconspicuous soul-suppressing bell next to their toilet door. I'll drag it for a year or two. I'll find an opportunity to take a look in the future. This is the only feasible method at present."

The old lady nodded in praise. "Basically qualified, okay, you can go to the quiet room of Beiwu to meditate."

"No, grandma, I'd better clean the table first and then go..."

“Add to increase standing position…”

Whoosh, Tang Ning's figure disappeared from the house.

To be honest, Tang Ning rarely touched his hands when he finished his meal and tidying up the table.

There is no way. According to the old lady, men should stay away from the kitchen.

Tang Ning is a junior, and he is called the little old lady’s grandmother. Strictly speaking, he should be the little old lady’s grandson. Although he is only seventeen years old and a young man who has not grown up, he is also a man.
Chapter completed!