Chapter 653 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (3)
The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Part 3)
A good night's sleep.
At five o'clock the next morning, the alarm clock Song Ning set rang, and they arrived in Gu County.
He packed his backpack and before leaving he noticed that the family of three were not sleeping well. Song Ning just took a look and went to get his suitcase.
He didn't care what the strangers were like. Now he just wanted to return to his little home in Gu County.
The transportation in Gu County is not very convenient. Fortunately, Song Ning made a special note when he followed Lawyer Wu before. After leaving the train station, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Brother, I've arrived at the station. Yes, there's no one else here, I'm the only one holding a suitcase on the roadside..."
"Here, handsome boy! I see you!"
Not far away, a bearded man driving a tricycle was waving at us cheerfully.
"You're quite punctual. I was thinking of buying some breakfast and waiting a little longer."
Song Ning pulled the suitcase over, put it on the table and smiled.
"It's not that I'm on time, it's the train that's on time. But where are you going to buy breakfast, brother? Just take me with you, I'm hungry too."
Seeing that he was seated firmly, the eldest brother stepped on the accelerator.
"Okay, then I'll take you there to try our local specialties. I guarantee you'll be well fed."
At around five o'clock, the sky in Gu County began to brighten slightly. Song Ning sat on a tricycle (please do not learn) holding the suitcase. The scenery on both sides of the road receded, and the sky gradually cast a little light. The morning breeze brought a cool water vapor. Song Ning took a deep breath, and the fresh air seeping into his lungs made him feel clear-headed, and his body and mind seemed to become clearer as a result.
The tricycle stopped in front of a breakfast shop. The eldest brother got off the tricycle, rubbing his hands and not forgetting to greet Song Ning.
"Come down, handsome boy."
Song Ning also rubbed his hands and followed him down to the breakfast shop. A fat aunt with long hair, who was full of life, greeted him happily.
"Isn't this Brother Meng San? Why are you out so early? Is the handsome boy behind you your relative?"
Brother Meng San found a table and sat down and also laughed.
"Don't you know what my relatives are like? This is a college student that Lawyer Wu met last time. His family has reserved land and a house for him in Heqi Village. I just went there to earn some hard-earned money."
The aunt was surprised: "You are a college student, why do you want to return to this small place instead of going to a big city to work hard?"
Brother Meng San: "Why do you care about others? I see that everyone is running away now. What's wrong with this village? I feel comfortable living here anyway. Besides, how can I eat your breakfast after working hard outside? Hurry up and bring two bowls. I have to send people over after I finish eating."
"Okay, you guys sit down for a while."
The table had a greasy feel from being soaked in water for a long time, but it had obviously been carefully wiped, a mark unique to a fly-in-the-wall restaurant.
Song Ning didn't have to wait too long before the aunt came over with two large bowls. They were steaming hot and it was obvious that they were freshly cooked.
Song Ning wanted to pick her up, but the aunt avoided him.
"Don't come, I can do it myself, be careful of the burns."
There are two bowls of noodles, topped with a layer of chopped green onions and coriander, and a poached egg. The fresh green and yellow and white blend together to create the freshest colors, lying flat on the noodles like a field in spring.
Brother Meng San handed over a pair of chopsticks: "Try it."
"Thank you."
Song Ning took the chopsticks and picked up the noodles, revealing more ingredients underneath.
There looked to be some sour beans, a lot of fresh pork offal and other ingredients he couldn't recognize. Song Ning took a bite.
It tasted salty and fresh, and Song Ning's eyes lit up. This time he picked up the spoon in the bowl and took a mouthful of noodles with the soup and other ingredients.
Perfect! Smells great!
Song Ning didn't know how to describe it. The noodles were full of the rich aroma of the soup. The noodles had a strong fresh taste and a chewy texture. The fresh pork offal was crispy and tender, and occasionally you could taste a unique fragrance - it was some kind of fried food that was fried until golden brown. The aroma of the fried food accompanied by the crispy texture made Song Ning fall in love with it at first bite.
"Delicious."
Song Ning couldn't help but sigh that he had never tasted such delicious noodles near the school.
"Really? Her cooking skills are pretty good. I remember she had a lot of admirers at that time just because of her cooking skills. Tsk tsk, it's a pity that her husband is such an unlucky man."
As Meng San Ge spoke, he suddenly lowered his voice and shook his head with emotion.
Song Ning paused while eating noodles. Brother Meng blew a mouthful of noodles and ate them in big mouthfuls, mumbling, "Her husband is a gambler. He ruined their family a few years ago. When she found out, she divorced her husband and took the child with her. Now she runs this breakfast shop by herself and raises her daughter. It's not easy."
He looked emotional, shook his head and expressed regret, but Song Ning was a little bit impressed by him.
"That aunt is really amazing. She can be so decisive and yet support her family with her own skills. That's it."
A thumb was clearly visible on his left hand.
Brother Meng San: "...You are quite interesting, but she is indeed amazing."
After eating and drinking, Song Ning paid his share of the bill and walked out slowly.
The aunt called him over, and Song Ning turned around and was stuffed with two hot buns.
"This is what I made myself. Take it and have a try. You're going to live in Heqi Village in the future, right? If you have any problems, just come to me. I'll help you if I can."
Song Ning was flattered, "No, no, no, I can't take it. I have to make money from it, right?"
The auntie pushed the man out of the door and said, "It's okay, just take it. Just because you praised me so much, I'm happy to give it to you. I can still afford this little thing. Remember, if you have any problems in the future, you must come to me for help."
Song Ning staggered out of the door, looked at Baozi again, turned around and smiled.
"Okay, thank you, auntie."
This little episode made Song Ning look forward to his new home even more. When he arrived at the three-story building, he paid the fare to Brother Meng San and stood in front of the door with his suitcase and looked at it for a while.
The morning sun gradually rises, and a beam of sunlight shines through the clouds onto the small building. The yellow and white flowers that have not yet withered on the roadside sway in the morning breeze, and the crisp chirping of early birds fills the ears, accompanied by the buzzing of insects.
Song Ning stood there for a long while, and suddenly smiled brightly.
"The new house is great, here I come!"
He strode towards the small house, pulling his suitcase, with a midsummer blooming in his eyes.
A breeze blew past his back, and the hazy sunlight cast two vague shadows. Song Ning didn't notice it at all. He verified his fingerprint and opened the door, while speaking confidently.
“The entrance is so beautiful, but it would be even more perfect if there was a white fence.”
That would be more like his dream villa.