Chapter 903: Village Chief’s Invitation (2)

"Ms. Ning, this house...it has been vacant for a long time. No one lives there. It has fallen into disrepair and is a dangerous building. Maybe the renovation workers saw that the house was too old and dangerous, so they didn't renovate it carefully. You know, people nowadays will cut corners if they can. Other houses are decorated better because they have owners watching over them. But this one...no one is here."

While Du Jiutian was talking to Ning Huanxin, he sighed heavily.

"Village head, why is this yard vacant? Where are the original villagers? Have they moved away?"

Ning Huanxin took the opportunity to ask a follow-up question.

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Du Jiutian shook his head: "I don't know! Suddenly one day, the family disappeared, and there was no news. Maybe they moved to the county town or went to other places. They are outsiders and don't like to interact with other people in the village on weekdays."

Du Jiutian's tone was a little low, and he didn't look like he was lying at all.

However, he is a veteran and Ning Huanxin cannot trust him 100%.

At this time, the two of them had already walked to the gate of a large courtyard. The gate was open. Standing at the gate, they could smell the fragrance filling the yard.

Smells so good!

"Haha, we're home, Miss Ning, please come this way!"

Du Jiutian laughed and walked into the yard with Ning Huanxin. There was a red brick road in the yard. On both sides of the yard were small gardens surrounded by fences, with some autumn vegetables planted in the small gardens.

At the end of the red brick road, near the white house, there is a big iron pot. The fire of the firewood under the pot is very strong. The pot is emitting bursts of fragrance. An auntie wearing a gray apron is busy in front of the big iron pot.

"Old lady, a distinguished guest has arrived!"

Du Jiutian shouted loudly towards the yard, then walked quickly over with Ning Huanxin.

"Ms. Ning, this is our old lady!"

Du Jiutian introduced it.

"Hello, Auntie."

Ning Huanxin immediately greeted Du Jiutian’s wife with a smile.

"Hello, Miss Ning! Hello, Miss Ning! This iron pot stewed goose will be ready soon. Come inside and have a drink of water first!"

Du Jiutian’s wife is named Zhang Cuilian, a very honest rural woman.

At this moment, seeing Ning Huanxin's figure, Zhang Cuilian was still a little restrained. Her hands kept rubbing the apron in front of her nervously.

"Auntie, you don't have to be so polite. I'll just sit in the yard for a while."

Ning Huanxin looked around and saw a few wooden benches in the yard. She simply found a good spot and sat there comfortably.

Seeing Ning Huanxin's actions, Du Jiutian was a little curious.

This young lady from the city seems to be very easy-going.

"Miss Ning, let me wash some fruit for you!"

Du Jiutian said this as he quickly walked into the room.

Ning Huanxin just kept looking at the layout of the yard, then turned and looked in the direction of Zhang Cuilian.

At this time, Zhang Cuilian was holding an iron spoon and was lifting the lid of the pot. She used the spoon to stir the goose meat in the pot, and then closed the lid again.

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"Auntie, this goose meat smells so good. Has it been stewed for a long time?"

"yes."

When Zhang Cuilian heard Ning Huanxin's words, she immediately smiled and nodded.

"Isn't this specially prepared for me?"

Ning Huanxin was a little curious. Did she and Du Jiutian meet by chance? And this dish in their house looked like it had been stewed for a long time. The longer the iron pot stewed the meat, the more fragrant it would be.

This is definitely not freshly cooked.

(End of this chapter)