Blackstone Code Chapter 703: Meet

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After watching Nell leave, Sera looked at Lynch aside, "Thank you for coming back, it's our fault..."

She fell silent as she spoke.

Money is really a good thing. If it was the previous Sera, she would definitely not have such complicated thoughts and expressions. Money allows her to enjoy a better life and also Make her more educated.

She knows how to say something properly, like an apology.

Lynch held her hand and shook her head, "This is your choice for each other, I will respect your wishes, no one is sorry for anyone, you can give me life is to give me the greatest gift, I have no power I ask you to apologize to me for your own affairs."

Sera smiled and didn't continue the discussion on this issue, she changed the subject, "Aren't you in a hurry to leave too?"

"No, I'll wait two days before leaving."

"That's right, I suddenly want to cook, I'm going to make something for you to eat." There is another sentence she didn't say, and there won't be many such opportunities in the future.

Actually, she had already made breakfast for Nell in the morning, the last breakfast.

After returning home, Sera began to let the maid prepare the ingredients for the evening, and she turned down the invitations of several wives. Now she just wants to stay quiet for a while.

The seemingly bland divorce actually gave her a certain degree of shock.

In the afternoon, both mother and son were watching TV, or casually chatting about some very common topics.

At five o'clock, Serra changed into an apron and entered the kitchen.

Lynch hits her.

"It's been a long time since I made my own dinner,"

She said, playing with the kitchen utensils skillfully, "Sometimes I feel like this is all a dream, and everything is not so real."

The federation's dinner is the most solemn and richest meal of the three meals a day. In the federation, it is common to see people who eat toast for breakfast, toast at noon, and wait for dinner to enjoy when they are hungry all day.

Beginning after five o'clock, the unemployed women in the Federation will start preparing dinner, and most of them will use some tomatoes and onions as a soup base to make a sauce.

After the sauce is boiled to a certain extent, part of it will be taken out as a base for sauces such as steak, and the other part will be added with water and other ingredients to become all kinds of weird soups.

To the housewives of the Commonwealth, there is nothing a soup pot can't simmer, and if there is, add tomatoes and onions.

Smelling the unfamiliar smell in his memory, Lynch recalled the smell every day when he returned home from school.

There is a black and yellow soup pot on the scorched stove. In fact, the color is not dirty, it can't be washed off, and it has penetrated into the outer skin.

There is a stew of tomato soup, a little onion, a little radish, and a little potato.

If it was Nell's pay day, there would also be some ground beef and some white mushrooms, and a little spice.

At that time, he just had to sit and wait until about 7:30, when Nell came back from the factory, and he could have dinner.

Most of his and Serra's dinners consisted of fried eggs and some minced meat. Nell ate a whole back-cut steak. He was the head of the family and the source of the family's economy, so he thought about it. The best dinner it deserves.

As for Lynch and Serra, they can rub the leftover tomato and onion sauce from the soup with their toe-hard buns and eat it with the ground beef.

The tomato and onion sauce is a little sour and sweet, and at the same time it can soften the meal package. One bite can make you choked to death. At this time, drink a sour tomato and onion soup, potato radish soup, and the whole person feels comfortable.

It's a little warm, maybe it's the feeling of children, maybe it's the feeling of "home" in the mouth of the literati.

But only adults know that this is the helplessness of life.

A little after six o'clock, the mother and son were already sitting at the table, and the food was ready. When the last steak was served, Sera took off her apron and wiped it with her habit. hands, then put them aside.

"Hopefully my craft doesn't regress..." She placed the steak on the plate in front of Lynch, and drizzled it with tomato and onion sauce.

This sauce is not as bright red as people imagined. In fact, it turns a little yellow at the end of the stew, and the taste is very fragrant, with acid in the fragrance.

Sour means fresh and healthy. This is a very strange perception. In the Federation, if someone asks you whether a fruit is fresh or not, it must be asked if it is sweet enough or sour enough.

Lynch said thank you, picked up a knife and fork, cut a small piece of beef, wrapped it in the sauce and put it in the mouth.

Tomatoes are completely stewed, and the onion particles are only soft and rotten after a long time of high temperature stewing. A few other seasonings were added, but overall it revolved around these two flavors.

They neutralize the faint fishy smell of blood spilled from undercooked steak. It's not myoglobin, it's blood, and blood will have a bit of beef.

Sour mouth is also more appetizing.

"It's not bad, it's no different from the past.", Lynch commented sincerely, "Very good!"

"This is your grandpa's unique sauce.", Sera said with a smile, every sauce in every family comes from "inheritance", she looked at Lynch and pointed, "When did I Who can you pass on this 'secret' to?"

"This is a very personal topic, and I don't want to get married for a while."

"Sorry...", Sera apologized for this very abrupt question, "In fact, it would be better to marry later, at least you can have more choices..."

The mother and son were having a meal, and suddenly someone visited during this time period. This is not a normal time period suitable for visiting.

The maid stood outside the restaurant, a little nervous, "It's Mr. Coman..."

Sera's expression was a little surprised, the maid was a little embarrassed, and Lynch was a little curious, "Mr. Coleman...Do I know him?"

Sera's expression was a little strange, a little embarrassed, "He's my fitness trainer and he's after me." Then she looked at Lynch, "Would you like to meet?"

Lynch hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

Not long after, a fitness trainer named Koman walked in from outside.

He looks fine and in good shape, especially with his broad shoulders and spine in contrast to his slender waist.

In this era of very popular bodybuilding, people passively popularize a lot of bodybuilding knowledge, such as the bear's back and the bee's waist, which are the aesthetic standards of bodybuilding.

This Mr. Coman's body is like this, which is in line with people's perception of physical beauty in this era.

He has gray blond hair, looks about thirty years old, and has a smile on his face that isn't very obnoxious.

While Lynch looked at Coman, the fitness trainer was also looking at Lynch, and he quickly recognized Lynch, "My God, is that Mr. Lynch?"

He looked at Sierra, who had some pride and pride on her face, "This is my son."

With the addition of Mr. Koeman, the dinner was over soon. The three came to the living room. Serra left the place temporarily for the reason of getting some tea for the two of them, leaving the space for the two men.

Korman was a little restless at this time, the quiet atmosphere made him feel a little depressed, he said a little uncomfortable, "I never knew about Sera's relationship with you, she mentioned you, but didn't say your Name, I'm still a little surprised..."

At this time, Coman was as pleasantly surprised as he bought a lottery ticket and won the Grand Prize of the Century. Sierra is Lynch's wife, which is definitely the biggest surprise in his life!

If he can catch up with Lynch's line, it won't take long for him to realize the freedom of life. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lynch's look.

At that moment, a bit of cold water seemed to be pouring down from the head, and Koeman became calm, and he was sweating a little.

"No concealment, no deception, no matter how you dealt with this relationship before~IndoMTL.com~ Even if it's acting, I hope you can do it well, it's even better if you can act for a lifetime. "

His tone was very light, without any fireworks, but it put a lot of pressure on Coman.

Lynch looked up into his eyes, "I don't care if you lied to her before, but you can't lie to her in the future, you know, I'm rich."

A rich man made Koeman swallow his saliva. In the federation, you can offend the president, gang members, and politicians, but you can't offend the rich.

Whether inside or outside the rules, they all have a way to make life worse than death.

Sierra seems to have a crush on this man, so the story must have a happy ending, and that's what Lynch can do for Sierra.

Korman calmed down from the ecstasy, he lowered his head a little guilty, "I think I figured it out, Mr. Lynch..."

"You didn't figure it out!" Lynch directly denied his answer, "Until Sierra doesn't get tired of it, you'll always have to play the role you're playing now, and you'll have to say goodbye to your past. "

"I'll find you something to do so that you can live a decent life, and you're giving only a part of your life, understand?"

Korman is not the only person with an ambiguous relationship. Being a fitness coach, especially for these rich wives, is a very special job in itself.

The job is very competitive, and every coach has a slightly different approach to maintaining these clients.

Korman read a book that said that being in love is always the best way to keep a woman fresh in the world, and it worked really well until this moment.

The two calmed down, Lynch watching TV while Koeman thought about the future.