Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 299 New Neighbors

The sun was just right at noon, and smoke rose from the courtyard of the big villa near the lake.

Under the parasol, there are four reclining chairs. Four beauties wearing sunglasses are lying on the chairs, applying sunscreen, and their thin and long white legs are crossed. .

There is a barbecue grill on the side of the lawn. A foreigner in a suit and with a high nose bridge is grilling beef ribs. The sizzling butter drips onto the fiery red charcoal, and suddenly splashes a half-meter-high flame, roasting the beef ribs Into an attractive burnt brown.

With a few knives, the foreigners cut the grilled beef ribs into small pieces that can be eaten in one bite, sprinkled rosemary and black pepper, put them into white porcelain dinner plates, and served them to the women. on a wooden stand.

An aunt took out a bottle of chilled champagne from the villa in the back room. Fresh lemon slices and mint leaves were soaked in the wine bottle. The bubbles adhered to the transparent glass wall, faintly reflecting the sunlight.

"Where are the straws? Aunt Tong, go get some straws." Su Xiaoyan greeted the aunt.

"Okay, ma'am." Aunt Tong nodded, turned around and went to the back room to get four plastic straws.

"Xiaoyan, I heard that Zihang is coming back soon?" The beautiful aunt inserted a piece of beef ribs with a silver knife and carefully chewed them in her mouth. Her movements were casual and languid, yet elegant.

"Why are you asking about this? She's an old woman in her 30s, and she's always asking about my son's ideas." Su Xiaoyan inserted the straw into the wine glass and drank it in small sips. Although she is 39 years old, she still has that The innocence of a young woman.

"No way, who told your Zihang to be so handsome?" The beautiful aunt smiled, "Even old aunts like us are moved by seeing it. How can those young girls bear it?"

"Yes, yes, I have never seen a man who is more handsome than our Zihang. That coolness is simply amazing."

"Especially the picture of him coming out of the bathroom after taking a shower. If I can be younger, I will be tempted."

"A bunch of nympho." Su Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at them, but couldn't stop the smile on her mouth.

She just loves to hear others praise her son for being handsome, and she is very happy when she hears this.

Who let her have such a wonderful son?

"When will Zihang come back, let's get to the bottom of it." All the beautiful aunts came over and kept asking about Chu Zihang's news, as if they were their own sons.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this statement. These three are Su Xiaoyan's good girlfriends. They are good sisters she knew when she was dancing in the dance troupe. It can be said that she grew up watching Chu Zihang. For them, it's probably similar to Yun's relationship with raising a son.

"Okay, don't bother me anymore." Su Xiaoyan waved her hand and said with a smile: "The plane ticket at 2:[-] p.m. is estimated to be home tonight."

Her son was going home, which put her in a good mood, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Really? Then I'll depend on you not to leave tonight."

"As you like, I promised Zihang to cook baked snails for him at night, you are lucky, you can try my craft."

"Xiaoyan, you want to cook." The beautiful aunt suddenly shivered, and took a sip of wine slowly to suppress her shock.

She has not forgotten what kind of cooking idiot Su Xiaoyan is. They went to the cooking class together and learned a few skills when they came back, but Su Xiaoyan still doesn't know how to use fire, and even cooking noodles can make them burnt The unidentified object, which is clearly made in the cooking class.

But thinking about it carefully, one can only say that Su Xiaoyan is a heartless master.

After all, in the cooking class, someone washes and prepares the dishes, and a chef stands behind you and tells you how many times to fry and how many times to turn over. Even the old man from northern Shaanxi who sells roujiamo outside the community can make authentic French dishes. The food is here.

But when Su Xiaoyan got home, she forgot all the things she had learned, and picked up the dishes in a daze, thinking, this one seems to need to be cooked for a while, and that one seems to need to be added a little more. It became unrecognizable.

The kitchen should not be the place where Su Xiaoyan sets foot. This woman is born to be lucky. When she was young, she was protected by her grandmother, and when she grew up, she was protected by a man. Now she is protected by a handsome son. It's all arranged for her, all she has to do is to be responsible for her beauty and play.

I don't know if she still remembers the man who loves braised large intestines.

Although the man was poor and had no prospects, his kindness to her was real.

It's hard to believe that Chu Zihang is that man's son. After all, that man's goodness is only for Su Xiaoyan. If he can be a little bit more promising, even if he can scrape together enough money to buy a house and a car Instead of being crowded in a small rented room without even a bedroom, he and Xiaoyan wouldn't be able to get to the point of divorce.

The beautiful aunt sighed softly, thinking that Xiaoyan probably had forgotten about that man long ago, and she didn't know whether it was good or bad for her.

The good thing is that she is happy all day long like a girl who hasn't grown up. Wherever she goes, her bad mood will never last until the next day. If you treat her well, she will act like a baby. If you are cold She pouts, she wakes up the next day, and the matter is over, but sometimes people feel that she is too cold emotionally, and it seems difficult to get close to her heart.

"Why are you sighing?" Su Xiaoyan put her hands on her hips, thinking that the sigh was for her cooking skills, "Let me tell you, I won't mess up this time. This morning, the teacher in the cooking class even praised My baked snails are delicious."

"I just sighed, why isn't Zihang my son." The pretty aunt smiled and didn't mention that man.

It's been so many years, forget what should be forgotten.

"You think it's beautiful." Su Xiaoyan smiled and poked the soft flesh on the beautiful aunt's waist, "If you want a son, go and have one yourself."

"Our family already has three little princesses, let's forget it, or I will give you one of my daughters, and you will give me Zihang." The beautiful aunt scratched Su Xiaoyan's itch.

"Go and dream about it." Su Xiaoyan also tickled the beautiful aunt.

At this moment, the sound of renovation came from the villa next door.

A dozen muscular and burly men wearing aprons and carrying mops and brooms got off several camouflaged off-road vehicles.

Su Xiaoyan couldn't help but stop, and stared blankly over there.

Those guys looked like special forces from TV.

"Hello, we are employees of the housekeeping company. Our work will end soon. I'm sorry to disturb you." The big man in the lead bowed through the fence and spoke pure Chinese.

"It's okay, you guys should be busy." Su Xiaoyan finally came to her senses and waved her hand.

"I remember that the suite over there has not been lived in for several years." The beautiful aunt looked at the yard over there with weeds.

This is a high-end community. Every unit type is a large villa with a yard. The selling price is more than [-] million yuan. Those who can live here are all successful people.

The property will take care of the idle house every month. Although no one has lived in it for several years, the weeds only grew up in these two weeks.

"It's been a few years. It used to be that the boss of a real estate company lived there, but he immigrated to Australia with his family a few years ago." Su Xiaoyan recalled.

The neighbors in this high-end community basically have some contacts, whether in business or politics, they know each other more or less.

"Aunt Tong, do you know who moved in?" Su Xiaoyan waved her hand and called the aunt.

"Mrs. Hui, I don't know." Aunt Tong shook her head.

"Forget it." Su Xiaoyan wasn't bothered, anyway, it didn't have much to do with her.

She only asked a few more questions because she saw that the people in the housekeeping company were too weird.

Instead of caring about who the neighbor is, it's better to think about her cute, handsome, excellent son who can take care of his mother.

She can't wait to meet her son, and this time she must let him try the baked snails he made.

　I went out to play for a while today, and came back a bit late, so it was 2400.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)