Chapter 921 Ning Zheyan Seems to Like You

Mu Jin's eyes showed a hint of disappointment, but she still followed Eileen's advice: "It's a bit cold outside, so wear more clothes!"

Eileen nodded and went back to get some clothes. When she came out, Mu Jin was no longer here.

Irene could only sigh silently in her heart. The more Mu Jin treated her like this, the more she... disliked him!

When passing by the pharmacy, the lights inside were still on. Mr. Tong was pinching his beard and frowning, testing again and again, and sighs could be heard from time to time.

Seeing this, Eileen felt that there was no hope.

Then he walked into the kitchen, only to see a firewood burning under the kitchen stove. Su'er and Ning Zheyan's soot-covered faces turned red from the firewood.

"What are you two doing?" Erin was very surprised.

When Su'er saw Irene, she immediately jumped off Ning Zheyan's body, stretched out her two dirty little hands, and said happily: "Mom, we are roasting sweet potatoes, but Zheyan is so stupid, they are all roasted." It’s been so long and it’s not yet cooked!”

Irene looked at Su'er's hands, which were black and covered with charcoal ash. There was a half-cooked sweet potato on the ground, and then looked into the stove.

Zheyan, are you roasting the sweet potatoes, or are you cooking the sweet potatoes?

"Zheyan has never cooked since he was a child!" Ning Zheyan on the other side felt aggrieved. He thought that he was once the owner of Yanyu Village. He had people to take care of him for food, drink and sleep. He could light a fire and burn firewood. It’s hard for him.

But he couldn't stand Su Er's coercion and inducement, so he had no choice but to follow Su Er.

"Oh, look at your hands, don't touch me, go and wash them quickly!" Seeing Su'er spread his hands, she asked to be hugged. Irene immediately carried Su'er to the well and gave Su'er a careful look. of washing hands.

Ning Zheyan also came over, rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, then lifted his long hair from his forehead and began to cleanse his face.

Su'er didn't wash her hands properly, and water splashed on Ning Zheyan's face and hair several times, but Ning Zheyan didn't mind and continued washing.

Every move has the elegance of a girl and the neatness of a boy.

After cleaning her face, Ning Zheyan took out a handkerchief from her arms and carefully wiped the water off her face. She was really more girly than a girl.

After Su'er washed her hands, she playfully threw the water on Ning Zheyan's body.

"Su'er, this is very rude!" Irene stopped her immediately, then searched Su'er's body and found that there was no handkerchief, and she didn't have one either.

Su'er pouted, seemingly unhappy, and raised her head to look at Eileen: "Mother, you didn't say no before!"

"It was before, but not now. You are a girl and you have to be polite. And why don't you even have a handkerchief on you?" Irene was really depressed. When she was a child, when she was eight or nine years old, she would still wear a safety pin with her. Wear a handkerchief to wipe your face and mouth.

"Mother, you didn't embroider it for me!" Su'er said matter-of-factly, then reached out to grab Ning Zheyan's clothes, wanting to wipe his face directly with Ning Zheyan's red clothes.

Once again, Irene refused: "Su'er, don't wipe!"

Hey, this kid, how did he teach him before? It stands to reason that Su'er should be taught very well.

"Use Zheyan's, right?" Ning Zheyan looked on, her eyes as gentle as water, and handed the handkerchief to Irene.

Irene took a look and shook her head: "No, this is your personal thing, you can't use it casually!"

After saying that, Irene wiped Su'er's face with her sleeves, but Su'er still held on to Ning Zheyan's red brocade robe, pulling it back and forth as if it was fun: "Mother, Zheyan, wear it." The red one is so beautiful, Su’er wants to wear it too!”

Irene glanced at Ning Zheyan, who was standing next to her. She seemed to have no temper at all, as if she had long been used to it.

Only then did Irene remember that Ning Zheyan seemed to have become Su'er's nanny, eating, drinking, and playing with her. The two of them stayed together all day long, and Su'er only came back when it was time to go to bed.

As for her and Mu Jin, the two biological parents, they were just bystanders, and they even forgot that Su'er was their child.

"Red looks good on people with fair skin!" Irene thought, giving Ning Zheyan an apologetic look.

After hearing this, Ning Zheyan smiled: "Little Tail, are you praising Zheyan?"

"Hmph, my skin is obviously very white!" Su'er seemed angry after hearing this. She pouted her mouth, hugged her with both hands, and ran towards Ning Zheyan.

"Okay, you're white, you're white!" Irene coaxed while going to pull Su'er.

After pulling Su'er to her side, she said to Ning Zheyan, "Go back to sleep. I've been troubling you these days!"

Asking a man to take care of a child is simply a kind of torture for a man. Fortunately, Ning Zheyan took care of the child for so many days without any regrets.

If Irene knew how arrogant, cruel, and disgusting Ning Zheyan was in the past, Irene would probably be surprised how Ning Zheyan could become like this now.

"Little Tail, do you and I need to talk about this?" Irene seemed a bit estranged when she said these words, so Ning Zheyan didn't like it.

"No, no, mother, Su'er wants to bake sweet potatoes!" When Su'er heard that Ning Zheyan was asked to go back, she immediately reached out and grabbed Ning Zheyan's sleeve, pouted, and looked at Irene.

"If you don't let me bake it, then Su'er will ask dad to bake it!" Su'er looked determined to eat the roasted sweet potatoes, and then said a little aggrievedly: "It's a pity that the master is not here. At this time every year, the master will give it to Su'er. The roasted sweet potatoes are so delicious..."

Let Mu Jin, a pampered person like him, bake sweet potatoes? forget it!

"Okay, okay, let's bake it together!" Anyway, she came out to bake sweet potatoes.

Ning Zheyan smiled again. Under the dim moonlight, that smile was as beautiful and charming as a flash in the pan.

"Then Zheyan will go get some more sweet potatoes!"

"No, no, you go get some straw and dry twigs, I'll take Su'er to get the sweet potatoes, and we'll roast the sweet potatoes in the backyard!" Eileen has a lot of experience in roasting sweet potatoes.

"Okay!" Ning Zheyan answered crisply, with a deep smile in his words. Then he looked around with his coquettish phoenix eyes. Although there was confusion on his face, thinking of being able to get along with Wei Yuanwei, Ning Zheyan's I was very happy.

After Irene and Su'er got some sweet potatoes, they took Su'er's hand and walked towards the backyard. The backyard was filled with many herbs and vegetables, so Irene found a relatively open area, and then took the Pick up the shovel and start digging.

"Mom, Zheyan seems to like you very much!" Su'er had been playing with Ning Zheyan for so long, how could he not understand Ning Zheyan's thoughts? It was clearly written on his face.