Chapter 742 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (92)

Chapter 742 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (92)

The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (92)

Smoke curls from the kitchen.

Crystal clear rice was rolling in the casserole on the stove. It looked like it had been cooked for a long time. There was a circle of porridge skin on the edge of the pot swaying with the heat.

A spoon came in and stirred it around, and Lance tasted it to see how salty it was.

"All right."

Song Ning hugged his waist and buried his head in his back, "Well, I want to eat some fried dough sticks."

Lance nodded, "Okay."

Soon the oil pan was heated, and the dough stored in the refrigerator was stretched into a length of about one finger and rolled in the oil pan.

The long chopsticks are used to flip the dough from time to time, and the fried dough sticks are quickly formed in the pan.

Song Ning finally came to his senses a little, stretched himself, grabbed Lance's clothes and asked for a kiss.

"Thank you, brother. Would you like some side dishes?"

"No, century egg and lean meat porridge with fried dough sticks, just eat it while it's hot."

Lance packed up the fried dough sticks and brought the steaming casserole to the dining table. The fried golden and crispy dough sticks were placed together with the century egg and lean meat porridge sprinkled with coriander and chopped green onions, which looked very appetizing.

"Brother, you didn't even tell me that you went to stand up for me a while ago." Song Ning took a bite of the dough stick. The slightly hot dough stick was crispy and fragrant. The slightly salty taste and slightly chewy texture inside were his favorite flavor. "Brother, the dough sticks you make are still the best. The chefs at the base seem to prefer sweet taste. All the dough sticks are sweet."

Song Ning almost fainted when he thought of the fried dough sticks he had tasted before.

Just like salty tofu pudding and sweet tofu pudding, he can only accept salty fried dough sticks, and really can't accept sweet fried dough sticks.

So when you think about it, he hasn't tasted delicious fried dough sticks for a long time.

Two chairs were placed side by side at the dining table, Song Ning and Lance's knees touched each other, and the big goose was circling around them at their feet.

"I won't forget what I promised you. I'll feed you after you finish eating. Don't be impatient."

Song Ning took a bite of the fried dough stick and wiped his neck with it.

I had been away from home for a long time, and the two big geese helped to look after the small animals at home. Now they are asking for rewards.

Song Ning thought about it and laughed, "Brother, I heard that Taoist Xianyun and Dong Dafu were both surprised by the two geese at home. They said that they didn't know when to feed the small animals, and it was all up to the geese to call them at a fixed time and place, and teach them how to feed them. Brother, do you think they are really that smart?"

Lance took a look at the big geese that were sticking to Song Ning's feet. The two geese that were still acting coquettishly narrowed their eyes, walked a few steps to the side silently, and stopped sticking to him.

"They are so smart. They are quite special."

Lance handed the last bit of porridge to Song Ning, "Eat slowly, I'll go feed them first."

As soon as he stood up, Song Ning grabbed his wrist.

Lance turned around, "What's wrong?"

With his fingers intertwined with Lance's, Song Ning continued to eat breakfast in an awkward position, speaking a little quietly.

"It feels like I haven't seen you for a long time. Wait for me. I'll go with you."

Lance looked at his slightly flushed cheeks, his throat moving up and down, and sat back down.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

The little animals were actually a bit sloppy, but luckily the trio resumed work this afternoon.

But it seemed that the little animals also recognized them. When Song Ning and Lance were feeding the lambs, several lambs came over to rub against them.

Song Ning couldn't help but touch the sheep's head several times. Not to mention the touch, it was really comfortable in this weather.

After touching them, he couldn't help but sigh, "They are quite cute. What if I don't want to eat them?"

Lance wiped his hands after feeding him and took out two wet wipes to wipe Song Ning's hands, "Really?"

"You mean you don't want to eat grilled lamb chops, grilled lamb buns, cumin lamb skewers, lamb rice, lamb offal soup, and lamb steamed buns?"

Song Ning stood at attention, "That's not true, brother. What I said just now was not true, don't believe it."

"You're just a joker." Lance stuffed the dirty wipes into his other pocket and held Song Ning's hand with his free hand.

"Hehe, isn't it because my brother spoils me that I learn to be a chatterbox?"

Song Ning leaned over and kissed his chin, "By the way, brother, Taoist Xianyun and Dafu have been helping to look after the house for so long this time, isn't it appropriate to give them some gifts?"

Lance held him and kissed him back, using his tongue to kiss this man who hadn't been kissed seriously for a long time until he was breathless. Only then did he speak in a calm and steady breath.

"Sure. The government has sent a lot of gifts over there, right? Pick some and give them to them."

"Speaking of this," Song Ning put his hands on Lance's waist and stared at him, his eyes a little helpless and a little sweet, "Brother, why didn't you tell me about this big fuss?"

"Besides, why did you agree to send me a gift? I didn't come to the base just for the gift."

Lance held his waist and left the sheep house. It was still a bit cold outside, and Song Ning huddled in his arms.

"You are very busy and there is no need to tell you about such bad things. I can handle it."

"As for the gift," Lance's eyes darkened, "They owe you that. It would be inappropriate not to take it."

Song Ning was speechless, "Brother, you mean that the 20 million in cash and various other high-end ingredients and medicines are owed to me by the government?"

He even heard that it was originally more than 20 million, and there were many other benefits, but his brother only took this much.

"of course."

Lance wrapped him in his windbreaker and his tone couldn't be more natural.

"It was their problem this time that almost caused you to be exposed. If the problem had not been resolved, let alone 20 million, even 200 million would not be enough to make up for it."

Song Ning stared at him, and couldn't help but pounce on him and bite Lance's chin, then ran away with a smile before being caught and kissed.

"Brother, no wonder some people said you were scary this time, like a domineering CEO. I just realized that you really look like one. Could you really be a domineering CEO before?"

Lance took a step forward to chase after him, "I am, man you have successfully aroused my interest."

Song Ning turned around and ran, "Hahahahaha, brother, you're not imitating him at all."

Lance: "You'll know if it looks like you when I catch up with you."

The two of them ran freely in the fields where the sky had cleared up. The sun shone through the gaps in the clouds and shone on them. There was no trace of the wind and snow.

Not far away, two big geese were swaying and driving the chickens and ducks out for a walk. Fish jumped up from the slightly broken ice surface to breathe oxygen, and with a beautiful splash of water, they dived under the lotus leaves.

Under the lotus leaves, a few crystal clear shrimps arched their bodies, and the water became turbid with a catapulted start.

What couldn't stop in the distance was Song Ning's laughter.