Chapter 253 The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (27)
The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (Twenty-Seven)
Song Ning slept in for a rare night.
The most important thing is that he was used to being awakened by the smell of breakfast made by Lance every day, but he didn't smell the fragrance today, so his subconscious made him sleep soundly and didn't intend to wake up.
But at nine o'clock Song Ning woke up.
Breakfast was being warmed up in the living room. It was something similar to brown sugar rice cake, filled with crushed peanuts, sesame seeds, and shredded coconut. It was soft, sweet, and delicious.
There was also a cup of fragrant barley tea next to it. Song Ning ate three in one breath before stopping.
After he finished eating, he went to the back garden to take a look at the flowers but didn't dare to move.
Each of these flowers needs different amounts of watering, and Lance takes care of them very carefully.
After picking up the broom and sweeping a bit, Song Ning thought for a moment and went back into his room to tidy up a bit.
The main thing was to pack up the books that had been determined not to be used, and Song Ning planned to give them to Uncle Li next door.
His family had asked him for study notes early in the morning.
After tidying up his room, Song Ning thought for a moment and opened Lance's door.
It was the first time he entered Lance's room.
The inside was simple and clean, with not much in it except a few sets of clothes.
There was a table from the former landlord's house at the foot of the bed - the desk in Song Ning's room was bought by Lan on purpose.
Song Ning wiped the furniture and when he got to the table, he found several half-written notebooks on it.
He opened one of the books curiously.
It's an account book.
The above records the income of the last three months. Song Ning didn't look at it carefully and just took a rough look.
The store's current net profit is basically around 50,000, of which the income from small dining tables is very considerable, especially the income from tailor-made services.
Song Ning did a quick calculation and was so shocked by the profit that he put down the notebook in silence.
I don't understand it, but I am in awe.
He flipped through the other notebooks and paused.
The notebook at the bottom is where Lance records his expenses.
The first thing Song Ning saw was the mattress on top.
Six thousand yuan.
The familiar yet not strange tingling feeling on his scalp came over him again, and Song Ning took a deep breath.
That mattress is so expensive???
Lance even lied to him and told him it was only six hundred dollars, which made him so heartbroken!
Although the mattress was indeed very comfortable and he had always slept well on the TOEFL test, was it really necessary to spend six thousand dollars?
Song Ning silently closed the notebook and left the room.
He was being presumptuous. This was a forbidden area that he shouldn't have set foot in.
At least as he has just graduated from the college entrance examination, it is not suitable for him to be confined to his room.
After walking around the house, Song Ning found himself at a loss as to what to do.
Anyway, where is Lance?
Song Ning went straight to the store without thinking, but unexpectedly saw Lance at the corner of the street.
"Lan," he was about to shout when his pupils suddenly dilated slightly. Who else could the person standing in front of Lance be but Song Huai'en?
Why is Song Huai'en here?
Before Song Ning had time to think about it, he saw Song Huai'en punching Lance.
His eyes went dark and his body rushed forward faster than his brain.
"Song Huai'en, what are you doing!"
Lance saw the figure rushing towards him, hesitated for a moment, and then dodged the attack.
His skills had already been exposed when he was training with Song Ning. This punch might make Song Ning feel sorry for him, but it might also make Song Ning angry.
The moment Song Ning rushed over, Song Huai'en showed a look of surprise.
Song Ning didn't wear school uniform today, but instead wore the clothes that Lance picked for him.
The orange top was neatly tucked into his off-white slacks, outlining his slender waist.
The straight legs below the waist revealed a white ankle, and she was wearing a pair of comfortable white cloth shoes.
The scent of youth and vitality filled the air, making Song Ning's already handsome face look even younger than Song Huai'en's.
Song Huai'en had never seen Song Ning look so handsome.
No, he had seen it before.
When Song Ning's father was still alive, Song Ning was so energetic and full of vigor.
At that time, Song Ning was the pure "other people's child" among the neighbors, and everyone, young and old, male or female, liked him.
Even many of Song Huai'en's classmates played with him just to get to know Song Ning.
When Song Huai'en thought of this, his expression suddenly became a little ugly.
The man surnamed Song is dead, so how can Song Ning go back to being the same as before?
And this outfit, did Song Ning spend his savings?
He asked this question almost in a questioning tone.
"You wasted your money on clothes? Such nice clothes? Didn't you say that we don't have much money at home and we shouldn't waste money?"
Song Ning paused and looked at Song Huai'en as if he were a stranger.
"Are you questioning me?"
Song Huai'en frowned.
"What are you asking? I'm obviously concerned about you, have you forgotten what I told you before? Why are you spending money recklessly? How much money do you have now?"
Song Ning found it difficult to understand.
"You also know that was before? Song Huai'en, we are no longer a family now. Do you think it's appropriate for you to talk to me like this?"
"What do you mean?"
When Song Huai'en heard this, he became excited instead.
"I just returned to my biological parents, and you are dissatisfied with me? Aren't we brothers anymore? Have you forgotten the brotherhood of more than ten years, Song Ning? How can you say such a thing!"
Song Ning walked around him and came to Lance before showing a concerned expression.
"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
"I am fine."
Lance squeezed his caring fingers, "But I don't quite understand why this guy wants to take action right away without saying a word."
His tone was calm, but Song Ning felt that he was extremely aggrieved.
After taking a deep breath, Song Ning turned around with an expression even uglier than Song Huai'en's.
"You returned to your biological parents without saying a word. Doesn't that mean you no longer care about me as your brother? Aren't you, Song Huai'en, the one who forgot about brotherhood? And why did you attack Lance? I want a reasonable explanation."
His aura was fully released, and his momentum made Song Huai'en feel a little suffocated.
Song Huai'en felt so unfamiliar. Was the person in front of him really Song Ning?
He took two breaths and looked sharply at Lance.
"I forgot about brotherhood? Then why should I come to help you? I heard that you were forced to take away the store by this guy and I have been worried about your life. Even though you were having a hard time at the Song family, I came to help you as soon as I found a chance. Song Ning, you are concerned about him now? Do you have a heart?"
He looked accusing, but it made Song Ning laugh.
"You come to stand up for me? Who told you that he took my store away? I told you, Song Huai'en, that it was because of Lance's support that I was able to return to school and take the college entrance examination with all my heart. Now you're fighting against my benefactor, and you come to me and tell me to stand up for me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Huai'en screamed.
"You went back to take the college entrance examination? How could you go back!"