Anderson finally looked up from the computer with a listless look.
"Got it!" He stressed breathlessly.
"What?" Juanita crossed her arms, "Do you think I'm more nagging than your mother, don't you?"
"Right!" Anderson's eyes were crystal clear.
"Cut, your mommy is so busy, you will have a long time with me! Don't worry, I will treat you well." Juanita stroked Anderson's soft hair with satisfaction.
Anderson has a disappointed look on his face. He actually knows that Auntie Julia is genuinely fond of him.
Never mind. He would just bear it.
Juanita continues to go into the kitchen and work on a big meal.
She took out all kinds of household items, even the long electric grill pan that caters to six people at the same time.
Before long, she had brought out several cold dishes.
The rest of the hot dishes are all ready , inside the stew pot, before leaving home in the morning she has stewed a pot of duck soup, put a variety of valuable herbs. Now it has been stewed to perfection, crispy and tender, with an overwhelming aroma.
Anderson played for a while, put down the computer in his hands, he peeled on the windowsill and looked outside.
The exquisite small cottage on a lake-centered island was surrounded by water on two sides.
It was completely dark, surrounded by landscape lights, everywhere was decorated like a dream. The lake was sparkling with silver light, and the sound of lapping water waves could be faintly heard.
He slumped in boredom and began to look forward to the person who would be coming later, who would it be?
Looking at Juanita's expression, it feels as if the person who is coming is a relative of his? Important to him?
Soon.
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