Chapter 903: 903: The village chief’s invitation (2)

"Miss Ning, this house... it has been vacant for a long time. There is no one living in it. It has been in disrepair for a long time. It is a dilapidated house. It may be that the renovation workers saw that the house was too dilapidated and dangerous, so they did not carefully decorate it. I also know that if people can cut corners nowadays, they will certainly cut corners. Other houses will be looked at by the owner, and the decoration will be better. And this one...no one is there."
Du Jiutian sighed heavily while talking with Ning Huanxin.
"The village chief, why is this yard vacant? Where are the original villagers? Have they moved away?"
Ning Huanxin took the opportunity to question.
Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Du Jiutian shook his head: "I don't know! One day, the family disappeared. There is no news. Maybe they moved to the county or went to another place. Their family was originally a foreigner. I don’t like to interact with other people in the village on weekdays."
Du Jiutian's tone was a little low, it didn't look like he was lying at all.
However, he was an old fritters, and Ning Huanxin couldn't believe him 100%.
At this time, the two of them had reached the door of a large courtyard. The door was open. Standing at the door of the courtyard, they could smell the fragrance of the courtyard.
It smells so good!
"Haha, I'm home, Miss Ning, please here!"
Du Jiutian laughed and walked into the yard with Ning Huan's heart. The yard was a red brick road. On both sides of the yard, there were small gardens surrounded by fences, and some autumn vegetables were grown in the small gardens.
At the end of the red brick road, near the white house, there is a big iron pan. The firewood under the iron pan is very flaming, and bursts of fragrance waft from the big pan. An aunt wearing a gray apron is surrounded Busy alive before the big iron pot.
"Old lady, the distinguished guest is here!"
Du Jiutian yelled at the courtyard, and then quickly walked over with Ning Huanxin.
"Miss Ning, this is our old lady!"
Du Jiutian introduced a sentence.
"Hello Auntie."
Ning Huanxin immediately greeted Du Jiutian's wife with a smile.
"Good Miss Ning! Good Miss Ning! This iron pot stewed goose will be ready soon, you can go to the house and drink water!"
Du Jiutian's wife was named Zhang Cuilian, a very honest rural woman.
At this moment, Zhang Cuilian was still a little cautious when she saw Ning Huanxin's figure, her hands were anxiously rubbing the apron in front of her.
"Auntie don't need to be so polite, I just sit in the yard for a while."
Ning Huanxin looked around and saw a few wooden stools in the yard. She simply found a good place and sat there comfortably.
Seeing Ning Huanxin's movements, Du Jiutian was a little curious.
This eldest lady from the city seems to be very easygoing.
"Miss Ning, let me wash some fruit for you!"
Du Jiutian walked quickly into the room while talking.
Ning Huanxin just kept looking at the layout of the yard, and then turned to look at Zhang Cuilian's direction.
Zhang Cuilian was opening the lid of the pot with the iron spoon at this time, and moved the big goose in the iron pot with the spoon, and then closed the lid again.
"Auntie, this goose smells so good, has it been stewed for a long time?"
"Yes."
Zhang Cuilian nodded with a smile when she heard Ning Huanxin's words.
"This is not for me, is it?"
Ning Huanxin was a little curious, and he and Du Jiutian also met by chance? As for their dish, it looks like it has been stewed for a long time. This iron pot stew will be more fragrant the longer it takes.
This is by no means just made.