By the time Ning Youguang took his second bath, lunch time had passed.
The two went to the gym to exercise for more than an hour after breakfast, and when they came back...
Ning Youguang's body was limp, his chest pressed against his back due to hunger.
"what's for lunch?"
After being "full", Shi Wangyue felt strong and brought a plate of fruit out of the kitchen.
"You can eat some fruit to satisfy your stomach first, and for lunch we will have shrimp ball pasta with truffle white sauce."
"Yes." Ning Youguang held the fruit plate and ate it, "I also want to drink soup."
"Yes, cream of mushroom soup."
"Can."
When Shi Wangyue prepared lunch and brought it to the small living room, Ning Youguang had eaten most of the plate of fruit he had cut earlier.
"Can you still eat?" he asked funny.
"Of course." Ning Youguang said, "These fruits are all appetizing."
She thought for a while and then picked up a piece of grapefruit and handed it to Shi Wangyue's mouth, "Try it, it's delicious."
Shi Wangyue bit the grapefruit close to her mouth, "It's delicious."
The pomelo grown by Grandma Xie is much more sour than the pomelo bought, but they don’t know if it’s because of their psychological effects, but they just feel it tastes good.
"The rest is yours." Ning Youguang pushed the fruit plate in front of Shi Wangyue.
Shi Wangyue smiled and nodded, placing the cream of mushroom soup in front of her, "Drink some hot soup."
Even if it was just a plate of pasta and a bowl of soup for each person, the two of them had a very happy lunch after a two-hour delay.
After eating, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.
It’s almost afternoon tea time and I can’t eat anymore, but I can have a pot of the newly released Shanghao Mingqian Longjing this year.
While looking at the full moon and making tea, Ning Youguang went to open the door to the backyard.
The afternoon breeze blew in, which was very comfortable.
"Autumn is the season when you can become an immortal by eating all the melons, fruits, pears and peaches." Ning Youguang looked at the green West Lake Longjing floating in the transparent glass, "Since I sold the land on the farm, I have been enjoying it for the past two years.
I’ve never eaten fruits grown by myself.”
"Now we have it again." Shi Wangyue smiled.
"Yes." Ning Youguang was very happy thinking of this, "I really like Grandma Xie's humorous, optimistic, down-to-earth and transparent character."
"Grandma Xie is really the wisest old woman I have ever met." She said, "So whether a person is wise or not really has nothing to do with looks, knowledge, money, birth, etc."
Shi Wangyue also smiled, "Then we have to thank Grandma Xie for sending us all kinds of fruits, so that we can have the opportunity to eat autumn in our mouths."
Ning Youguang smiled sweetly, "Well, I will like all her new videos on Douyin later."
Shi Wangyue chuckled.
The eyebrows and eyes, which are like ink paintings, are filled with a gentle and wind-like breath.
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"Why did you bring so much fruit?" Ming Jinxin laughed when she saw Ning Youguang walking in with a big bag of fruit. "There are a lot of fruits at home, and Hanhan also had several boxes delivered to her in the morning."
"My cousin also sent fruits?" Ning Youguang smiled and changed into slippers, "Grandma Xie grew these herself. She sent me a lot of them. I'll bring some over."
"Thank you, grandma?" Ming Jin was stunned and quickly realized, "Is it your mother-in-law?"
"Yes." Ning Youguang smiled, "Grandma Xie grew it herself. It's delicious."
"Then we have to give it a try." Ming Jinxin felt pleasantly surprised.
The old man planted it himself and sent it all the way here.
This sentiment deserves to be cherished.
She quickly stepped forward to take it and gave instructions to the workers.
"Go and wash and cut it carefully. We will eat it now."