The school grass's delicate green plum is sweet and wild!

Chapter 11 Lying in her blacklist
At the dinner table, Song Wanzhou said to Song Tingzhi: "Tingzhi, you are three months older than Ning Ning. You are the older brother. You usually take care of Ning Ning more at school."

"Understood!" The young man's voice was gentle and clear, like the knocking of jade.

It's similar to how he feels.

When Lu Ning heard the word "brother", she subconsciously thought of Lu Shi'an, thinking that that guy was still lying quietly on her blacklist.

Normally at this time, she should be sitting at the Lu family dining table with Fang.

After learning that she often went to Lu's house for food, Ms. Tang Li proposed to give Aunt Ji a living allowance every month, but Aunt Ji refused because she felt that talking about money between neighbors was too outsider.

From then on, her mother would buy some fruit snacks from time to time and send them to the next door. Occasionally she would bring some gifts to everyone in the Lu family, such as clothes and cosmetics, when she went on a business trip. The two families got along almost like friends.

Aunt Ji treated her very well. As she went to eat next door more and more often, her favorite dishes appeared on the table more and more frequently.

Every time at this time, Lu Shi'an would always call his mother partial, but that didn't stop him from knocking on the door as soon as it was time for dinner.

In fact, yesterday I deleted that guy just because I thought about it.

However, judging by the way someone sued for peace today, she was not in a hurry to add it back.

She also wanted to see how far that person could go to get out of her blacklist.

Tang Li glanced at his daughter and said, "Ting Zhi has just transferred to another school and is not familiar with the school environment. Ning Ning should take care of Ting Zhi."

Song Wanzhou looked at the two of them: "Then take care of each other."

"Yeah!" Lu Ning recovered her thoughts and nodded to the two of them.

Tang Li and Song Wanzhou were not talkative people, and Song Tingzhi and Lu Ning were even less talkative.

The table became quiet.

At this time, Lu Ning couldn't help but miss the Lu family's dining table.The family sat together and chatted while eating. Although they talked about insignificant topics, occasionally they could hear Lu Shian and Uncle Lu being scolded.

But it makes people feel lively and warm.

There is a pyrotechnic smell.

Just what she longed for.

Growing up, her biggest wish was that her parents could eat with her and talk to them about what happened in school at the dinner table.

It's a pity that both of them are very busy, and it's hard for him to realize even this little wish.

Lu Ning returned to the room after eating.

Song Tingzhi and Lu Ning's rooms were on the second floor, one on the left and one on the right, with an aisle in between.

The two went upstairs one after the other.

Before entering the room, Song Tingzhi suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at her and said, "My dad told me before that he hopes I can change rooms with you. If you have time, you can move your things over."

Song Tingzhi's room was a suite with a separate bathroom, while Lu Ning's room was originally a guest bedroom. If you want to use the bathroom, you have to go outside.

Song Wanzhou considered that it would be more convenient for her to live in a suite as she was a girl, so he asked Song Tingzhi to temporarily give up the room.

Of course, it was just a discussion, and he didn't force the other party if he didn't want it.

He has already contacted the workers and is planning to renovate the third floor for Lu Ning to use as a room.

It's just that redecoration takes time, and after the renovation is completed, it will take a few days to dry before you can move in.

Lu Ning didn't expect him to say this to her, so she refused without even thinking about it: "No!"

After all, she is just an outsider and has no intention of occupying the magpie's nest.

Besides, this place is just a temporary resting place for her, and it's not that particular.

(End of this chapter)