Chapter 93
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Cough.
"Uncle Jin, did you bring out the entire storage room?"
Uncle Jin smiled and shook his head.
"There's a lot in the storage room. Young Mistress, don't worry about this. If it weren't for the small space in the trunk, I could only fit this much."
Sure enough, she guessed right.
The little guy took a look.
"Grandpa Jin, what are those?" she asked.
"Oh, they're all bird's nest and tea leaves sent by others. Old Master said to let Young Mistress eat more to nourish her body. We have a lot in the storage room. If appropriate, we can even send some to colleagues that we get along well with."
Something like that?
That would probably be the higher-ups, right?
Jiang Tingxu coughed.
"Okay, I got it. Uncle Jin, we'll take our leave first. I'll have to trouble you to pick up Ning Ning tomorrow morning."
"Young Mistress, don't worry."
.....
In the car, they were already quite a distance away from the old mansion. The little guy was nestled in the back seat, holding the big bear toy in his arms.
"Jiang Tingxu, is this your car?" he asked curiously.
"Yes, why?"
The little guy's eyes darted around the car.
"Ning Ning, I don't think I've seen a car with such a logo before."
Usually, the cars he saw either had a little golden man logo or had wings on both sides of the letter 'B' in the middle. Even the worst ones had flip-flops, four rings, and rubber shoes …
Jiang Tingxu had already suffered many blows today because of the car. He did not expect to suffer another blow from his own son.
However, it was obvious that his son was just asking out of curiosity and did not mean anything else.
Sweat …
"Ning Ning, there are many car logos. This is just one of them. If you don't believe me, pay more attention to the cars around us!"
The little guy seemed to think that his mother's suggestion was good. He nodded and leaned his little head against the car window, staring at the cars that passed by.
After a while, the little guy spoke.
"Jiang Tingxu, it's true. There are so many logos that Ning Ning has never seen before!" There was a hint of excitement in his tone.
Cough.
"Yes, so if you see anything rare in the future, let's not make such a fuss, okay?"
"Okay!"
Finally, he managed to get his son to believe him.
In the car, the mother and son got along very well.
"Ning Ning, have you eaten crayfish?" she asked.
"Eh? What's crayfish? Ning Ning seems to have only eaten blue crayfish. "
Blue crayfish?
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