Chapter 135: I'm hypocritical

Coming out of Yun Xuan's room at ten o'clock, Yao Yao and Yang Xiayao finally had a clearer understanding of Long Peng himself.

As for his career, Yun Xuan only said that it was related to medicine, and the rest just laughed and said nothing, while his family didn't say anything, which still made the sisters feel mysterious.

In the courtyard, Long Peng was chatting with Professor Zhao and Master Li, while others were busy working in the room.

No way, there are so many things.

After greeting the three of them, the sisters went back to their room.

As soon as the door was closed, Yang Xiayao said, "Sister, does Aunt Xuan make us bolder?"

"Something obvious. Yao Yao sat down, pulled her to sit down next to her, and said with a serious face: "Xia Yao, although Aunt Xuan said it better, there are some things that we can't control, have you thought about it?"

Yang Xiayao nodded seriously: "What we said, we won't settle, as for whether there is a result or not, that's another matter." ”

Yao Yao's eyes flashed brightly, and she grabbed her neck, and her two heads were pressed together.

They don't care how much wealth Long Peng has, how noble his status is, they don't really care, they just worry that these factors will become an obstacle to their approach.

"If only he were just an ordinary person. Yang Xiayao muttered.

Yao Yao sighed softly: "If he is just an ordinary person, how can he help Yang Tiancun?"

Yang Xiayao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing at herself: "It's me who is hypocritical." ”

If Long Peng was just an ordinary person, how could they possibly meet him?

Even if they do, they just pass by like they see other ordinary people, and become one of the "generals" in their mouths.

That's the reality.

The two sisters are no different from most women in the world, and they both like good men.

And good men, even if they don't have much money now, will become rich in the future.

It's just that they don't die, they all return to Long Peng.

Yang Xiayao's so-called hope that Long Surging is just an ordinary person's thoughts, but it is just a rhetoric to balance his inferiority complex.

Long Peng only became rich because of his ability and talent, and became even better because of it, although the basis of all this was his origin.

But when they fell in love with him, they didn't know his origin, net worth and how good he was.

It's really just people who like him.

After figuring out the entanglement, Yang Xiayao relaxed and sat upright: "Sister, we have to hurry up." ”

Yao Yao nodded silently.

It's already August, and even if Long Peng has been staying in Yangtian Village, he still has more than four months left.

If you can't get more emotions in these four months, it will be even more difficult later.

Yao Yao hummed and blinked her eyes: "Let's plan?"

The corners of Yang Xiayao's mouth curled into a mysterious smile, and she met her head again and whispered.

After eleven o'clock, Professor Zhao and Master Li all went back to rest, while Long Peng was holding a notebook and concentrating on work.

Just after 12 o'clock, Yao Yao and Yang Xiayao came out with dishes and chopsticks, and there was also a large casserole.

Smelling the aroma wafting from the casserole, Long surging eyebrows raised: "Seafood porridge?"

"yes. Yang Xiayao put the tray on the table: "Let's eat first, and then make it after eating." ”

Yao Yao's hand shook, the dishes and chopsticks almost didn't fall to the ground, and she glared at her and shouted, "Can you finish the story?"

Long Peng's face was full of black lines, and he laughed dryly.

Yang Xiayao stuck out her little tongue, walked over and closed Long Peng's laptop, picked it up and put it on the dining table, crossed her waist with one hand and pointed to the seat next to her, and the teacher came out domineeringly: "Classmate Long, sit down quickly." ”

Yao Yao lifted the lid of the casserole, and the richer aroma of porridge spread, making Long Peng unable to help but swallow his saliva.

"It's so fragrant!" Yao Yao picked up the spoon and scooped the porridge, and said softly: "Come and eat, it's not delicious if it's cold." ”

Long Peng looked at this and that, and couldn't help asking, "Have you changed your soul?"

The two sisters laughed, and Yao Yao threw a wink at him in a charming way: "Are you afraid?"

Long Peng shuddered, and hurriedly walked over to do a good job: "I can't afford to provoke, admit it." ”

The two women laughed again.

Yao Yao pushed a bowl of seafood porridge in front of Long Peng, and fished a few prawns from the pot and put them in, and then gave himself and Yang Xia Yaosheng.

Scooped a sea shrimp and put it in his mouth, the sweet and fresh fragrance instantly filled his mouth, and the delicacy made Long Peng swell nod, and said vaguely: "Yes, cooking skills have improved again." ”

"I did. Yang Xiayao raised her chin proudly.

Because Long Peng always works late at night, the sisters usually make some supper, who wants to eat is free to sign up.

However, everyone generally does not bother the two of them, or make their own, or eat some biscuits, snacks and bread, and the two women serve Long Pai Pai and eat by themselves most of the time.

"Teacher Yang is amazing, it's simply a delicacy in the world, Royal Chef. Long Peng gave a thumbs up and praised the beauty.

"I also have a role to play. Yao Yao was unhappy: "If it weren't for my good chopped onions, ginger and garlic, would it be so delicious?"

Long Peng almost didn't bite off his tongue, and stretched out his confiscated thumb to her: "Yao Zhishu's knife work is extraordinary, and the taste of chopped green onions, ginger and garlic is integrated into the porridge, the taste is rich and layered, which is rare." ”

"That's pretty much it. Yao Yao immediately turned her anger into joy, and looked at Yang Xiayao and smiled.

Eating, talking and laughing, the topic turned to the topic after Yangtian Village began to welcome guests in the future, Yao Yao looked at the trellis above her head, and said with some worry: "On the National Day, the new wisteria flowers will not have time to grow, right?"

On the trellis overhead, the wisteria flowers had all turned into pod-like fruits, and the leaves were still verdant, but noticeably much thinner, and it was clear that the new leaves were growing more and more slowly as autumn approached.

"No problem, there is Zhao Lao. "Long is full of confidence.

Because the Department of Agriculture has a job, I heard that the driver has returned to the provincial capital, but Professor Zhao is still here, one is because he promised Long Peng to train the villagers to plant seven-day flowers, and the other is to ensure that when Yangtian Village operates on the National Day, wisteria flowers can bloom all over Yangtian Village.

Wisteria flowers bloom for a long time, but October is not the season to bloom in their natural state, at most they only grow buds in the second season.

To grow a large enough flower bunch at the end of September, and to have enough surprises for tourists after welcoming visitors on the National Day, this requires continuous intervention and maintenance by technical means.

Therefore, Professor Zhao was also very busy during this time, not only walking around the whole village, instructing the planters on how to fertilize, spray, prune, and irrigate wisteria flowers and other plantings, but also going up the mountain from time to time to inspect the situation of the seven-day flowers.

The wisteria flower is the lifeblood of Yangtian Village, and the seven-day flower is the lifeblood of the dragon company, which is very important.

Yao Yao nodded, of course she trusted Professor Zhao, but she felt full of pressure when she thought that there were less than two months left to start welcoming customers, and all kinds of work were not yet fully ready.

After discussing one thing after another, the supper was almost finished, and the sisters went back to their rooms to rest contentedly.

They felt that the distance between them and Long Surging was a little closer.