"Yi'er is back, why are you standing at the door? Come in quickly. I don't care about you, my mother. Your practice is important, and you should also remember to go home and see..."
Su Kuang, wearing an apron around her waist and holding side dishes in both hands, stood in the courtyard chattering.
The laughter in the courtyard stopped abruptly.
Ning Yi's eyes twitched twice, and he walked into the small courtyard bravely, "Mom, I got it, pay attention next time. Hey, there is a guest at home."
Under the jujube tree, there is a table.
His father, Ning Zhan, was sitting facing the entrance of the courtyard. Sitting opposite him was an elderly man, who was none other than Qian Zhan, General Manager of the Zhenxian Division, Jia Shi.
"Yi'er is back."
Ning Zhan seemed to have drunk a little too much, and his face was red. When he saw Ning Yi, he had an old father's happy smile on his face, and there was indescribable pride in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"Father, Mr. Jia Qian."
Ning Yi smiled and said hello with a calm expression, pretending that he had not heard about his dark history just now.
I thought to myself, well...I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.
"Little friend Ning."
Jia Shi stood up and greeted Ning Yi. Since he knew Ning Yi's strength, he did not dare to underestimate Ning Yi and treat him as a junior, but as an equal.
"I have nothing to do. Come and see your father."
"We have President Lao Jia Qian."
Ning Yi responded with a respectful look, asked Jia Shi to sit down, and then moved a chair to sit down.
Jia Shi looked at Ning Yi, and the admiration in his eyes became even stronger.
Being arrogant about one's talents is a common problem among geniuses.
Ning Yi's talent is astonishing, but he has such a humble heart, which is really rare. Jia Shi glanced at the half-drunk Ning Zhan, and thought secretly with envy.
How could Ning Zhan, with average qualifications, be born with such a unicorn child?
When the three of them chatted, Ning Zhan did most of the talking.
However, Ning Yi sat aside, and Ning Zhandao stopped talking about Ning Yi's dark history, which made Ning Yi feel a little at ease.
During the dinner, Ning Yi discovered that his father's mental state had improved a lot after not seeing him for half a month.
From the conversation, Ning Yi knew.
During this time, many colleagues from the Zhenxian Division came to visit his father, most of whom were the people he saved that night, including Yang Nian.
When this matter was brought up, my father was scolded at the table.
However, the pride in his eyes could not be concealed, and his whole spirit was extremely excited.
Ning Yi sat aside and listened with a smile, but felt a little sad in his heart.
Parents love their children more than themselves.
When a son succeeds and is prominent in front of others, he is happier than if he were alone.
As soon as he thought about this, Ning Yi felt a little guilty in his heart. Perhaps the soul from the previous life was causing trouble. Although Ning Zhan and Su Cheng were regarded as relatives, there was finally a layer of separation between them.
Therefore, I love them much less than they love myself.
Although Ning Zhan's broken arm was an accident, if he could have given him some spiritual talismans to protect him earlier, maybe the outcome would have been different.
"Why are you so stunned?"
Mother Su Kuan put a plate of spring bamboo shoots on the table. She subconsciously wanted to touch Ning Yi's head. She stretched her hand out halfway, then retracted it, and whispered: "Drink less. That's your favorite food."
Spring bamboo shoots.”
"Um."
Ning Yi nodded vaguely and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
Fortunately, everything was possible.
In this lonely world, it is so happy and lucky to have two people who treat me wholeheartedly.
Halfway through the meal, Ning Yi frowned slightly and looked outside the hospital.
After a few breaths, Jia Shi seemed to feel something and looked back.
By chance, two people, an old man and a young man, were standing outside the courtyard gate carrying gifts.
The young man glanced into the courtyard, caught a glimpse of Ning Yi, his eyes brightened slightly, and he shouted with a smile: "We're done, this is the Ning family."
When the chatter and laughter stopped at the dinner table, Ning Zhan stood up. Seeing that the two of them were dressed with dignity, he did not dare to neglect and replied, "Ning Zhan, I don't know who you are looking for."
"That's right."
The young man opened the door with a smile and said, "You are Ning Yi's father, right?"
"Ning'er's classmate?"
Su Kuang ran out of the kitchen, thinking it was classmate Ning Yi, and looked extremely enthusiastic.
Seeing that the two of them were of noble and noble temperament, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He glanced at his son for help and said, "Yi'er, don't sit there stupidly. My classmates are all home. Please sit down soon. Mom will go back to the house right away.
Make two dishes.”
"Mom, don't be in a hurry."
Ning Yi stood up and said, "You two, I'm Ning Yi, don't you know?"
"Yao Wang Valley, Zhao Yuan."
The young man cupped his hands and said in a very polite and neither condescending nor condescending manner: "I'm sorry for the intrusion."
Ning Yi raised his eyebrows. The surname Zhao was in Yaowang Valley, which represented the lineage of the sect leader. The young man was born in Yaowang Valley, and his surname was Zhao, so his status was unusual.
"Zhao Yuan, the Young Master of Yaowang Valley."
Jia Shi glanced at Ning Yi, as if to remind him intentionally, and said that the young man's identity was revealed.
"I'm very honored that Mr. Jia Qian knows me."
Jia Shi nodded and remained silent.
He is a guest and knows the rules, so he will naturally not seize the throne.
Just thinking about the news about Ning Yi that he had been paying attention to these days, Jia Shi's heart sank. I'm afraid these two are not good guests.
"It turns out to be a fellow Taoist from Yaowang Valley."
Ning Yi's eyes flickered, he didn't know anyone from Yaowang Valley, and it was impossible for his father Ning Zhan to ask the young master of Yaowang Valley to visit him personally with gifts.
The reason why these two people came here is strange. After thinking about it, I'm afraid it's Sang Zi's fault.
Thinking of this, Ning Yi couldn't help but think of what Mo Lei said today. Sang Zi was too dazzling, and he was too close to her, and he might have fallen into the eyes of many people.
This goes against my plan of keeping a low profile.
But, that’s all.
If you are thinking of retreating, it may be too late.
Not everything in the world can go as you wish.
Many difficulties and crises will come from unexpected places. If you want to avoid them every time, you will be living a useless life.
With this thought, Ning Yi chose to follow his original intention. The confusion in his heart was suddenly solved.
"You two came to the door, what do you mean?"
"There is indeed something I want to tell Brother Ning."
The smile on Zhao Yuan's face was impeccable. He took two steps forward naturally, put the gift box in his hand on the table, and said in a calm tone: "I heard that your father was injured and broke his arm. There is an Intermittent Condensation Pill in it."
, can regenerate broken limbs. There is also a pill that can strengthen the body and strengthen the body. Taking it can make people reborn, and their qualifications can be improved by at least 10%."
As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the courtyard.
Jia Shi's combat prowess is not weak at the level of Dzogchen in the Foundation Building Realm. As Qian Zong of the Immortal Suppression Division, he is also a little shocked. He stares at the gift box on the table with blazing eyes.
Although the Intermittent Condensation Pill was valuable, it could not make him so moved.
However, the Soul-Strengthening Pill was too tempting for him.
Although this elixir cannot directly increase people's cultivation, it can enhance their cultivation qualifications.
If you are lucky enough to take this elixir, Jia Shi will be 30% more sure of advancing to the golden elixir realm.
Without these 30%, he might have stopped reaching the foundation-building realm in his lifetime.
Golden elixir realm, life span is three hundred years.
An opportunity to reach the sky in one step!
"One request, leave Sangzi and never see each other again. Brother Ning, are you willing?"