Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 477 I will do it

Haitang asked, An Ning answered.

"Is there anything I can persuade you, you have been in the theater by yourself for so many years, and you have never seen anyone or anything. The decision you made must have been carefully considered. You really like to sing, why can't you sing?"

Haitang was happy to be understood, and before the corners of her lips lifted, she heard An Ning say, "The above is all about scenes, the truth is that we are not familiar with each other, I have no right to interfere with your decision."

"you're right."

Haitang didn't care about it, this is the real peace.

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

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

An Ning spoke seriously, while Haitang shook her head.

"Actually, I don't like singing."

Haitang's voice was not loud, but An Ning could hear it clearly.

"Drink tea."

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

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

"There is a feeling of refreshing after heavy snowfall."

"Well, this tea is called Snow Queen."

Haitang continued to make tea, and with the sound of the tea flowing, his pleasant voice also sounded.

"I was sold to an opera garden. I learned all about opera 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 job for a living."

Haitang's words unexpectedly resonated with An Ning.

Does she like what she is doing now?
Or is there something she really likes?
An Ning is not clear, from the moment she was born, her life trajectory has been doomed.

Do you regret it?Maybe there is, but it's not so clear.

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

"I think it's good that we do what our heart thinks right now."

For An Ning, ask Haitang to raise the teacup in her hand.

"Respect the present."

"Respect the present."

The teacups collided lightly, and the two took a sip of tea. After the teacups fell, Haitang said, "May I be a listener and listen to your worries."

An Ning put down her teacup, and said with a thought-provoking expression, "I...I want to kill someone."

"Huh? Hehehe, you are serious."

Haitang was confused for a moment, and asked again earnestly, only to hear An Ning shook her head and said with a smile, "I'm just kidding, in the peaceful age that our ancestors worked so hard for, how could I do anything illegal?"

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

Begonia on the opposite side felt a momentary loss in his heart. He seemed to have missed a good opportunity.

Maybe the two are only suitable for close friends, which is what Haitang wants to do.

The two continued to chat, and Haitang told An Ning that the purchase price was not low, and he was willing to sell it, so An Ning did not intervene.

An Ning asked about Haitang's future plans, and Haitang said that he wanted to go around and maybe find what he wanted to do.

An Ning replaced wine with tea, wishing him good luck.

After the short conversation, An Ning left the theater, and Tao Quan's troubled mind was washed away with a cup of tea.

When she got home from the opera garden, the door next door was opened from the inside, Da Huang came out with a basket in her mouth, and stood beside An Ning.

"Hey, Rhubarb, can you still cook?"

An Ning, who was joking, got a disdainful look from Da Huang.

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

"Let me see, it seems that it has really become smaller."

The exaggerated tranquility made Rhubarb run into the yard in a flash, looking at his own reflection on a piece of ice, as if looking for evidence that its eyes hadn't shrunk.

"Don't scare Rhubarb, he's been a dog in love recently."

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

"Wow woof... woof woof... woof woof..."

Rhubarb yelled at Jiang Xia, and it was easy to hear dissatisfaction in the yelling.

"I guess it's scolding you."

After finishing speaking, An Ning nodded very pertinently and said, "I must be scolding you, and the scolding is probably ugly."

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

The angry Jiang Xia squatted down, smiled at Dahuang and said, "Okay, okay, I know you love me, and you don't need to express it every day."

Express every day?

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

The scene of one person and one dog falling in love and killing each other seems to be shown every day.

Rhubarb was also spun around by Jiang Xia's brazenness, but he couldn't really bite, so he yelled and spun around in a hurry.

Turning and turning, Rhubarb's footsteps began to be vain, did he become confused?

An Ning was about to step forward to help Da Huang, but at this moment, an object suddenly jumped down from the wall, and slapped Da Huang on the head at an extremely fast speed.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The little wolf has arrived.

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

Currently, a big and a small start a hilarious fight.

The little wolf rides on the big yellow, and the big yellow jumps desperately, trying to get rid of the little wolf.

An Ning bypassed the two, stood at the kitchen door and said, "It's like the bullfighting in the book."

"Silly dog ​​teases silly girl."

Jiang Xia's deadly complaint made the big one and the small one immediately end the fight, and stared at Jiang Xia unanimously.

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

"What's the danger? My rhubarb can't bite me."

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

After both of them went in, no one saw a wolf and a dog, they looked at each other in place, and barked a few times in a low voice, as if they were communicating.

In the kitchen, Jiang Xia is cooking.

An Ning looked around and asked, "What did you do?"

"Didn't you say that you want to eat the bean cake made by your aunt?"

Following Jiang Xia's words, An Ning saw him lift a large pot with a wood-fired stove, use a shovel to stir-fry the beans, pork ribs, potato vermicelli, corn stewed in a mess, and cover it with a big pancake that had been rolled out a long time ago.

"Okay, it will be ready to eat in about 10 minutes."

"I like---"

"I know, I like stewed string beans."

Jiang Xia, who finished talking first, didn't wait for the daily bickering, turned to look at An Ning strangely and asked, "Why don't you talk anymore?"

"Jiang Xia, what do you say if I want to kill someone?"

"Write down your name and I'll go."

Jiang Xia answered without thinking, and even began to think of follow-up arrangements for An Ning.

"After I read it, burn the note, and you can just wait for the news. We don't need to do it ourselves, you know?"

(End of this chapter)