Chapter 484: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (7)

Chapter 484: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (7)

The lazy, fair-skinned educated youth and the hardworking, strong laborer (Part 7)

"Maltese, white flour, milk, what is this?"

"chocolate?"

When they got home, Song Ning helped move the things down and was shocked as he watched Lance sorting them out.

Isn't this educated youth Lance living too well?

"Well, they were all gifts from others."

Lance made up a random excuse, saying that these were actually his 'copied homework', and that the family of the person who walked out of the post office before him had sent them to him.

In addition, he took some more money.

"Fountain pen, this is Hero brand, right? And there's ink and a book!"

Song Ning looked at the brand new textbook in Lance's hand with a look of surprise and a hint of respect.

"Yes, this is what I used before. I took good care of it so it still looks new, right?"

In fact, it is new. He just exchanged it from the main god mall.

"Yes, you take good care of it."

Song Ning extended his finger halfway, then withdrew it with a look of envy hidden.

"You have to keep this safe. Let's go to town and buy a lock later. Lock the door when you go out. Otherwise, it will be a shame if someone breaks it accidentally."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Lance said, handing over the book instead.

"It's too late to buy anything now. Do you have a box in your room? Could you please keep it for me first? And these too."

He pushed the pile of malted milk aside. Song Ning wanted to refuse but felt it made sense.

After hesitating for a while, Song Ning still picked up the thing.

"Okay, I'll keep it for you first. If you want to take it, just let me know. When you buy a lock, you can take it back to your room."

"Then trouble you."

Lance squatted down and rummaged through the things again, pulling out a set of clothes and bedding and two pairs of shoes.

When he felt that these things were almost done, he put the package away.

Widow Ou had indeed cleaned up the back room quickly. Seeing them coming back, she packed up the tools she had brought with her and said, "It's all cleaned up now. But I'm not complaining, it turned out to be too messy in here, Xiao Song..."

Lance interrupted at the right time, "It is indeed sloppy. I heard that the educated youth who lived here before was a lazy person. I think her name was Aunt Dong Cai. Do you know her?"

When Widow Ou heard this, she cried out in pain.

"That's what I was wondering. I saw Xiao Song usually kept his house clean, but why is this back room so messy? It turns out that this is the room where that lazy educated youth Dong Cai lives. No wonder, that educated youth is really a bad person. It really ruined this room for him to live in."

"Okay, now that we've cleaned it up, I'm going to go back and cook. The kids are waiting at home."

She left in a hurry, and Song Ning sighed before he remembered that it was so late.

"It's time to cook. You're waiting for me to go now. You must be hungry, right?"

"I'll help too."

Song Ning pushed Lance away and said, "Go make the bed first, and then pack your things in your room. Cooking is not a problem, I can do it myself."

Lance thought about it and didn't refuse.

Now that he and Song Ning have just met, it would be a good idea to be polite.

"Then trouble you."

This is what it looks like when a real educated youth comes from the city.

Song Ning compared the attitudes of Lance and Dong Cai in his mind, and felt more and more that he had been wrong in the past.

The thought of Dong Cai's demanding face now made him feel sick.

After taking out the rice and cooking it, Song Ning picked two eggplants and some beans from his own vegetable garden.

He thought about it, then took down a sausage hanging from the beam, washed it, cut it into a piece, and stewed it in a pot with lard.

Lance walked in at the right time.

“It smells so good.”

"It doesn't smell good at all, it's just a pot of stew. I'm not very good at cooking."

What Song Ning said was true. As soon as the rice and vegetables were eaten, too much water was added to the rice and the vegetables became too salty.

But it's just right, adding the two sides together to neutralize each other is just right.

Song Ning himself didn't mind, but he couldn't help but look at Lance.

As soon as he saw it, he was stunned.

The light was dim, and Lance, wearing a white shirt, lowered his head to eat, but he seemed to be glowing.

The temperament in her every move attracted Song Ning's attention.

He was not well educated, but he felt that looking at Lance this way, he looked like a fairy from heaven, extremely handsome.

It was so beautiful that his heart was pounding.

"Why, you don't like it?"

The beautiful fairy looked at him, and Song Ning quickly lowered his head.

"No, no, it's just a little salty. I'm sure you can't get used to it."

Lance was about to say it was okay, but then he changed his mind and nodded.

Song Ning was stunned and suddenly felt quite discouraged.

Does he really not like the food he cooks? Of course, who would like it if it tastes so bad?

"If you don't mind, can I cook from tomorrow? I'll hand in my rations and we can cook together."

Lance volunteered.

Song Ning felt a little better but still a little depressed, so he nodded and agreed casually.

As a result, early the next morning, he was awakened by the smell of onions.

After putting on his clothes, Song Ning was about to go to the stove, but then he thought of something and turned around to wash his face and rinse his mouth.

When I turned around, Lance came out with a bowl of scallion pancakes. "Are you up? Come have breakfast."

That basin was indeed the enamel basin from Song Ning's home, but the fragrant scallion pancake inside made Song Ning's throat slide up and down, and he began to doubt his life.

"This, you did this?"

Although Lance said yesterday that he would cook starting today, he never said that his cooking would smell so good.

Song Ning followed Lance closely like a kitten seduced by dried fish.

"Try my handiwork."

Lance sat down first, picked up three scallion pancakes with a chopstick and put them in Song Ning's bowl.

Song Ning wanted to say a few more polite words, but the aroma was so tempting that he only had time to hurriedly say thank you before taking a big bite.

Crunch, the outer shell is crispy and the inside is soft and tender, the aroma of green onions quickly spreads throughout the body from the lips and teeth, and the tip of the tongue is slightly salty and a little bit spicy.

“Did you put chili in it?”

"A little bit will relieve the greasiness and enhance the fragrance."

Lance waited for him to take a few bites, then pushed the enamel cup over to him, "Eat slowly, and sip some water."

Song Ning ate a piece of the pancake directly, then picked up the cup and took a big gulp of the milk.

"Is this made from the milk powder you brought?"

He was a little flustered, "Did you get the wrong cup? How can I drink your milk powder?"

Milk powder is a rare commodity. He had been to the supply and marketing cooperative before and found that the cheapest milk powder cost eight yuan, while some good ones could be sold for more than ten yuan. It was very expensive!

"It's okay. This is the can that was opened before I came here. It will go bad if I don't drink it. I can't finish it by myself."

Lance made an excuse.

Song Ning felt a little sorry when he heard this.

"Why did you open it if you were going to the countryside? What a waste."

But he honestly raised his cup and took another sip, "Then I can't eat and drink for free, I'll help you with your work points for half a day."