Anyway, over the next period, aside from attending school and diligently practicing self-defense skills, An Ning spent her days watching her cheap father's various flashy operations.
First, he paid a private investigator to strictly monitor Jiang Miao, trying to determine whether the current environnt was still safe by tracking her movents.
Only after learning that Jiang Miao's only daughter was still attending school every day did he abandon the idea of requesting sick leave for An Ning.
Besides clocking in for work every day as if nothing was wrong, he was also sneakily moving all sorts of things into the house.
Firearms, ammunition, various convenience foods, compressed biscuits, drinking water, solar charging panels, lighters, fuel, dicines of all sizes—in short, there was nothing this man couldn't obtain that the system couldn't even imagine.
On top of this, while engaged in heavy labor every day, he still didn't forget to sweat profusely on the fitness equipnt for over two hours—no, actually, he was shedding fat.
Perhaps due to the frequent physical exertion recently, in just over a month, he had actually lost weight, and his physique beca much stronger than before.
Although perhaps he had been overworking himself, no matter what thods he tried, the hair that had fallen out before, well...
It might also be that he had reached that age where such things really don't grow back easily!
Biting leisurely on small cakes every day, An Ning remained carefree and heartless, living her happy elentary school life.
Until one day, accompanied by a loud wail in the classroom, when Shen Qing and her husband hurried over, they saw An Ning sitting on a small stool with tear-streaked face. The bun hairstyle neatly done that morning was now pulled into disarray, and the limited edition butterfly hair clip was trembling precariously at the end of her hair.
Even her dress was covered with dust and countless wrinkles, clearly showing she had been badly bullied.
Not far away stood a confused little boy, dumbfounded on the spot, being scolded back and forth by his parents.
He seed unable to understand—he had just been montarily curious (and handsy), tugging at his front-desk classmate's hair clip, so how had things developed to this extent!
Maybe he had been eating too much recently and his strength had increased.
Anyway, facing his front-desk classmate who was crying pitifully, the perplexed little classmate could only stand there awkwardly. He had to endure his parents' varied criticisms and, in front of both sets of parents along with the horoom teacher, repeatedly apologize and make ands to his crying front-desk classmate.
"Ouch, let Mommy see, look how red your scalp is!"
"Kids these days really are sothing!"
Not caring about various attempts with "ancient jade" anymore, in the car, Shen Qing held her precious daughter affectionately, while also complaining about the unlucky child.
But...
"What happened to Mommy's hand? Hasn't it healed yet?"
After sniffling for a while, seeing the increasing bandage marks on the other's hand, An Ning couldn't help but lift her little head, looking at her mommy with a "confused" expression.
"Ah, this!"
Scratching her head awkwardly, Shen Qing felt sowhat embarrassed in front of her daughter for once.
Could she say that after witnessing her daughter's miraculousness, she wanted to try too, in case another stroke of dog crap luck fell on her!
Unfortunately, over the past half month, her fingers were almost ruined from pricking, yet she hadn't obtained anything useful.
"Such miraculous objects, having one is already pretty good, how could we be that lucky!"
Without ntioning how many tis she had secretly tried pricking herself, Lu Ting spoke with a serious expression from the driver's seat.
Young lady Shen couldn't help but snort.
Clearly, even though she had regained her figure, due to the previous terrible impression and slightly receding hairline, Shen Qing's tolerance for this "male god" she had loved since childhood had indeed decreased considerably.
Talking all the way ho, looking at his daughter's disheveled appearance and occasional sniffles, Lu Ting's expression finally beca much more serious:
"Ning Ning, how about exercising with Daddy recently?"
Actually, if not for venue and age restrictions, Father Lu would have preferred to carefully teach his daughter marksmanship.
"Exercise, like running and lifting weights like Daddy?"
An Ning quickly shook her head, her innocent little face full of avoidance.
Finally, after repeated coaxing by her cheap father, she reluctantly agreed to practice so mixed martial arts and combat with Daddy.
Of course, after testing, she still found the sword more comfortable to handle.
As for Shen Qing, although usually carefree and playful, she wasn't stupid. Considering her husband's various unusual behaviors recently, especially his strictness toward their daughter and herself—supervising her daily running and exercise was one thing, but now mixed martial arts too?
He said it was to help maintain her figure—co on, young lady Shen's figure was already excellent...
But due to his slightly superior intelligence since childhood, she reluctantly didn't ask too much.
Unfortunately, young lady Shen ultimately couldn't hold back. That evening, after sending off their exhausted daughter, she couldn't help but ask before bed:
"Ting-ge, what exactly happened? Why have you been so strange recently?"
But by then, Lu Ting had no mind to think further. Having received news from the private investigator that Jiang Miao had suddenly arranged leave for her daughter not long ago, Lu Ting instinctively imdiately got up, picked up the phone, and called An Ning's school.
First, he requested leave for An Ning using visiting relatives as an excuse, then turned to his wife with a serious expression:
"Mom and Dad are still ho recently, right? A-Qing, call them and tell them it's best not to go out recently. Sa with your elder brother—better buy more food and supplies..."
By now, Lu Ting didn't hold back anymore, directly explaining Jiang Miao's abnormalities one by one, then looked at his wife seriously again:
"If possible, it's best to bring the elderly couple over by tomorrow."
"And the auntie at ho—tell them we're planning to go abroad these days and give them so ti off!"
"Also..."
After urgently instructing a whole bunch, Lu Ting hurriedly got up, put on his clothes, and ca to An Ning's door.
Hearing the commotion outside her door, An Ning got up bewildered, her tender little face still showing so sleepiness, and the next mont, a miniature pistol was placed in her hand.
"Dad... Daddy..."
Before An Ning could widen her eyes in fear, she saw the person before her bend down, looking at his daughter with a serious expression:
"Rember the marksmanship and code words Daddy taught you? Ning Ning rember, from now on, stay in your room. Unless you hear the code from or Mommy, no matter what happens outside, absolutely don't open the door. If you want to know the situation outside, use the monitor in the room..."
"If... I an if, sothing happens to and your mom at ho, you wait safely in the room..."
"If soone cos then, tell them you have spatial ability—that way they'll definitely take you with them. But Ning Ning rember, no matter who it is, don't ntion a word about the jade pendant..."
After hurriedly explaining everything, only when the room door was completely closed did the bewildernt completely disappear from An Ning's face.
Sensing the clearly agitated spiritual energy in the air, An Ning thought to herself.
Indeed, the apocalypse was coming within these few days...
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