Begonia asked, and An Ning replied.

"What is there to persuade, you have been alone in the opera garden for so many years, who has never seen anyone or anything, the decision you make must be well thought out, you really like to sing, where can't you sing?"

Haitang was happy to be understood, and before the corners of her lips rose, she listened to An Ning said: "The above is all scene words, to be honest, we are not familiar with it, and I have no right to interfere with your decision." ”

"You're right."

Begonia didn't care, this is the real peace.

An Ning asked a little curiously: "You haven't said yet, did you sell it for a good price?" If you haven't signed a contract yet, you can consider selling it to me, I'm not trying to make your money, at least not too much, and if you want to buy it back in the future, it's completely negotiable. ”

"Or, it's not impossible for you to rent it back from me and continue singing."

An Ning said seriously, while Begonia shook her head.

"Actually, I don't like singing."

Haitang said in a loud voice, but An Ning heard it clearly.

"Drink tea."

Haitang took the cup of cold tea in front of An Ning and replaced her with a new cup of tea.

This time, An Ning picked up the teacup and took a sip,

"I feel like I'm cool after a heavy snowfall."

"Well, this tea is called Snow Queen."

Begonia continued to make tea, and with the flow of tea, his beautiful voice also sounded.

"I was sold to the theater garden, and I learned a drama in a daze, as for whether I like it or not, I don't know for a long time, I only know that this is my business to make a living."

Begonia's words unexpectedly resonated with An Ning.

Does she like what she's doing now?

Or does she have something she really likes?

An Ning did not know that from the moment she was born, the trajectory of her life had been predestined.

Regret it? Perhaps, but not so clearly.

"Who can really understand it? Sometimes, throughout our lives, we don't necessarily know what we want. ”

"I think it's good that we do what we want at the moment."

If you are at peace, let Begonia raise the teacup in her hand.

"Respect the present."

"Respect the present."

The teacups collided gently, the two took a sip of tea, and after the teacup fell, Haitang said: "Can you let me be a listener and listen to your worries." ”

An Ning put down the teacup and said with a somewhat intriguing expression: "I...... I want to kill. ”

"Huh? Hehehe, you're serious. ”

Haitang was confused for a blink of an eye, and asked seriously, only to hear An Ning shake his head and say with a smile: "Just kidding, how could I do something illegal in the peaceful era when our ancestors fought to the death." ”

An Ning picked up the teacup again and lowered her head to drink tea.

Begonia on the other side felt a moment of loss in his heart, and he seemed to have missed a good opportunity.

Maybe the two are only suitable for confidants and friends, which is what Begonia wants to do.

The two continued to chat, and Haitang informed An Ning that the price of the other party's purchase was really not low, and he was willing to sell, so An Ning did not interfere.

An Ning asked Haitang about his future plans, and Haitang said that he wanted to take a look and maybe find what he wanted to do.

An Ning replaced wine with tea and wished him good luck.

After a brief conversation, An Ning left the opera garden, and the thoughts disturbed by Tao Quan cleared up with a cup of tea.

When she arrived home from the opera garden, the door next door opened from the inside, and Rhubarb walked out with a basket in her mouth and stood next to An Ning.

"Oh, rhubarb, you can still cook?"

The peace of joking gets a disdainful look from Rhubarb.

"Look at your little eyes, have your eyes become smaller recently?"

"I look at it, it looks like it's really getting smaller."

The exaggerated tranquility made the rhubarb run into the courtyard at once, and reflected himself on a piece of ice, as if looking for evidence that its eyes had not become smaller.

"Don't scare Rhubarb, they've been dogs in love lately."

Jiang Xia, who was wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen with a shovel and revealed the secret of rhubarb without concealment.

"Wangwang....Wang...Wang......"

Rhubarb screamed at Jiang Xia, and it was easy to hear the dissatisfaction in the shouting.

"I guess it's scolding you."

After speaking, Anning nodded very pertinently: "It must be scolding you, and the scolding is estimated to be difficult to hear." ”

"Really? At this time, I automatically substitute the words that it loves me very much, and it can't speak anyway. ”

The angry Jiang Xia squatted down and said with a smile at Rhubarb: "Okay, okay, I know that you love me, you don't have to express it every day." ”

Everyday expression?

An Ning was amused by Jiang Xia, this is the rhythm of being scolded every day.

The love and killing drama of one person and one dog seems to be released every day.

Rhubarb was also circled in place by Jiangxia's brazenness, and it couldn't really bite, so it was anxious to call in place and turn in circles.

Turning around, Rhubarb's footsteps began to float, is this turning confused?

An Ning was about to step forward to help Rhubarb, but at this moment, an object suddenly flew down from the wall and slapped Rhubarb's head at an extremely fast speed.

"Whoop——- whoa——- whoa"

The wolf cub has arrived.

It slapped Rhubarb's head, and from the hair on its body, it could be roughly guessed that the wolf was sleeping and was woken up by Rhubarb.

At the moment, one big and one small have started a hilarious wrestling.

The little wolf rode on the big rhubarb, and the big yellow jumped desperately, trying to get rid of the little wolf.

An Ning walked around the two, stood at the kitchen door and said, "It looks like the bullfighting mentioned in the book." ”

"Silly dog teases silly girl."

Jiang Xia's fatal complaint made one big and one small immediately end the battle, and they stared at Jiang Xia in unison.

An Ning looked left and right, and said worriedly: "I think you are in danger." ”

"What danger can there be, my rhubarb can't bite me."

Jiang Xia turned around and went in to continue cooking, An Ning shrugged his shoulders and followed in.

After both of them went in, no one saw a wolf and a dog, looking at each other in place, barking a few times, as if communicating something.

In the kitchen, Jiang Xia was stir-frying.

An Ning looked east and west and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat the beans made by your aunt?"

With Jiang Xia's words, An Ning saw him open a large cauldron on a wood-fired stove, stir-fry a few times with a shovel, and stew the beans, pork ribs, potato vermicelli, and corn in the pot, and cover a flatbread that had been rolled out a long time ago.

"Okay, in about twenty minutes, you'll be able to eat."

"I like ———"

"I know, I like bean stew."

Jiang Xia, who finished speaking first, didn't wait for the daily bickering, turned his head strangely to look at An Ning and asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

"Jiang Xia, you said that if I want to kill someone, what should I do?"

"Write the name and I'll go."

Jiang Xia replied without a trace of thought, and even began to think of follow-up arrangements for An Ning.

"After I read it, burn the note, you can wait for the news, this kind of thing, we don't need to do it ourselves, you know?"

(End of chapter)