Chapter 709 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (59)
The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Fifty-nine)
After seeing Dong Dafu off, Song Ning and his family's life returned to peace.
Song Ning recently planted a little bit of perilla in the front yard. He recently saw a few videos of people eating frogs, and thought that he shouldn't waste his ability, so he planted some.
As for why it would be a waste, it was because Lance had recently begun to teach him how to control his abilities.
"It may sound mysterious, but your natural affinity is actually very similar to 'communication'. Let's first adjust and relax our body and mind, and then use meditation to help you feel it."
Lance held him in his arms, and Song Ning still felt a little strange.
"Brother, can I really relax in this position?"
His face was still a little flushed when he asked. As soon as Dong Dafu left that night, Lance took him to the roof to watch the stars.
By the way, he took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and had some fun. His waist is still sore now.
Lance looked at his watery eyes and coughed lightly, "Okay, I'll take you to experience it."
It's definitely not as simple as him wanting to hug his beloved little prince, huh.
After they changed to a more comfortable position, Song Ning finally understood what Lance meant by "belt".
It was a mysterious and wonderful feeling. He felt as if he had suddenly turned into a towering tree, with his roots digging into the soil and spreading out in all directions.
He could sense the two geese that were suddenly awakened and looking around, the rebellious hen in the chicken coop that stayed up late at night laying eggs, and even the lotus seeds in the fish pond that were growing little by little. He could clearly sense that
"Calm down and feel the most fundamental growth rate of nature, then try to drive the constantly drifting spiritual energy to improve its quality."
Lance guided him, and Song Ning felt as if his brain was divided into as many parts as his roots.
His roots were like an invisible giant hand, which, with the help of Lance, drove away the invisible spiritual power and condensed it at the roots of the vegetables. Then he was surprised to find that the spiritual energy was gradually absorbed.
so amazing.
"Well done," Lance bent down and kissed his cheek. "You're very smart and you learned it right away. It's basically about not letting the vegetables grow too fast, and striking a balance between their growth and absorption speed."
The quality of the crops grown in this way will be the best.
Song Ning seemed to be thinking about something. He later experimented several times and found that it was easiest for him to achieve a balance when he did not seriously manipulate his abilities.
However, when he manipulated it carefully, there was always a common problem - he could not drive it carefully enough to distribute it evenly, and he would accidentally divide the spiritual energy here and make the vegetables grow too fast there.
The batch of vegetables he used for experiments in the front yard perfectly demonstrated the results of his learning overnight - some were still sprouting, while the companions planted next to them were almost old.
Some are particularly delicious, while others are quite mediocre.
He could only pull out those that were too long with a guilty conscience to cover up his poor ability control.
Lance looked at it and said nothing, but Song Ning felt even more guilty.
"Have you planted them? Let's go to the city to buy some bullfrogs. Didn't you say last time that you wanted to buy some incense and visit the Taoist temple?"
Lance changed into a light blue turtleneck sweater with a long windbreaker on the outside, and wore leather high-top Martin boots and was putting on gloves.
Song Ning stared at it intently and secretly took note of the outfit. Next time... he would let Lance wear it for him.
The weather is getting colder as we get closer to the New Year. Last week when they went to the city to buy things, there were still quite a few people walking around, but this time, no one went out much.
However, as Christmas is approaching, many businesses will decorate the windows and store entrances a little.
They passed by a private chef dessert shop, where the mixture of butter and sweet milk aroma immediately attracted Song Ning's attention.
"Brother, shall we go in and take a look?"
Song Ning was a little embarrassed, but still smiled and confessed to Lan, "I really like desserts."
Lance grabbed his hand and stuffed it into his windbreaker pocket as a gesture.
"Well, then go in and pick out some of what you like and take it home to eat slowly."
Although it is a private kitchen, it offers many popular styles.
Song Ning was overwhelmed by the sights and finally chose the classic red velvet and tiramisu. When he went to pay the bill, he also took a fancy to the blind box of Snow Meringue and bought one as well.
"Why not try those?"
Lance didn't pay much attention to the cashier's frequent glances at him and just asked Song Ning.
He was talking about the desserts on the other side that looked colorful, brightly colored, and of various shapes. Song Ning was obviously very interested in them, but he didn't take any of them.
Song Ning took out his cell phone to pay the bill, then explained with a smile after they walked out of the store with Lance.
"No, they're too expensive and I feel like I've been cheated."
Just as Lance was about to say something, Song Ning quickly added.
"Also, when it comes to desserts, I prefer to choose ones that I have tried before and think will not disappoint me. Otherwise, if I look forward to eating a delicious dessert, but it tastes completely different from what I imagined, I think my happiness will be reduced by half."
He had tried desserts before that looked delicious, but when he took a bite, the taste was completely different from what he had imagined.
It’s not that it doesn’t taste good, but it’s simply not to his liking.
That kind of anticipation instantly turned into a deep bitterness, which made it difficult for him to let go in a short period of time.
Lance understood, "Then I'll come and bring it to you next time, and you can just treat it as opening a blind box."
He thought for a moment and added, "Let's take two models. This should be safer."
If Ningning doesn’t have the flavors of either dessert, he will never come to this shop again.
He was partial to her frankly and directly. Song Ning was a little shy but mostly happy.
"If I come by myself, I will bring it to you, brother."
He smiled and shook his hand that was clasped with Lance, "I won't bring the blind box. I'll buy you Black Forest. Isn't that your favorite?"
As soon as he finished speaking, both of them were stunned.
Lance was sure that he had never eaten Black Forest in front of the little prince since he came to this world.
Song Ning was also a little puzzled. Why did he think so?
His brother has never eaten Black Forest in front of him, so why is he so sure?
After a few seconds, Song Ning suddenly realized and his eyes widened.
"Brother, is this your ability? Because you were communicating with me before and I accidentally read some of your thoughts?"
That's pretty cool, right?