blackstone code

Chapter 703 Meeting
After watching Nell leave, Sera looked at Lynch, "Thank you for coming back, it's our fault..."

She fell silent as she spoke.

Money is really a good thing. If it was Sierra in the past, she would definitely not have such complicated thoughts, nor would she have such a way of expression. While money allows her to enjoy a better life, it also makes her more beautiful. Has self-cultivation.

She knows how to say things properly, like apologizing.

Lynch shook her hand and shook his head, "This is your mutual choice, I will respect your wishes, no one is sorry for anyone, you can give me life is the greatest gift to me, I have no right to ask you to do it for me. Apologize to me for your own affairs."

Sera smiled and did not continue the discussion on this issue. She changed the subject, "You won't be in a hurry to leave too?"

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

"That's just right, I suddenly want to cook, I'll make something for you to eat." There is one more thing she didn't say, and there won't be many opportunities like this in the future.

In fact she had already made Nell breakfast in the morning, the last breakfast.

After returning home, Sera began to ask the maid to prepare the ingredients for the evening, and she turned down the invitations of several wives by the way, and now she just wants to stay quietly for a while.

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

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

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

Lynch gave her a hand.

"It's been a long time since I've cooked dinner myself,"

She said while fiddling with the kitchen utensils skillfully, "Sometimes I feel that all this is just a dream, and everything is not so real."

The federation’s dinner is the grandest and most sumptuous of the three meals a day. In the federation, people often see people who eat toast for breakfast and toast at noon, and wait for dinner to enjoy after a day of hunger.

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

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

For the federal housewife, there is nothing that can't be cooked in a pot, and if there is, add tomatoes and onions.

Smelling the strange smell that was already in his memory, Lynch recalled the past, every day when he came home from school, he had this smell.

A blackened and yellowed soup pot was placed on the burnt black stove. In fact, the color was not dirty and could not be washed off. It had already penetrated into the outer skin.

Tomato soup was simmering inside, with some onions, radishes, and potatoes.

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

At that time, he just had to sit and wait until Nell came back from the factory around 07:30, and then he could eat.

Most of his dinners with Sierra consisted of fried eggs with some minced meat, and Nell ate a whole back-cut steak. He was the head of the family and the source of the family's income, so he deserved Have the best dinner ever.

As for Lynch and Serra, they could eat the leftover tomato and onion sauce from the soup with the ground beef on the toe-hard lunch bag.

The tomato and onion sauce is a bit sour and sweet, and it can also soften the meal buns. One bite can choke people to death. At this time, a sip of the sour tomato and onion soup, potato and radish soup makes the whole person feel comfortable.

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

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

At a little past six o'clock, the mother and child were already sitting at the dining table, and the food was ready. When the last steak was served, Sera took off her apron. She wiped her hands with the apron habitually, and then set aside.

"I hope my craftsmanship hasn't deteriorated..." She put the steak on the plate in front of Lynch, and poured tomato and onion sauce on it.

This sauce is not as bright red as people imagined. In fact, it turns a little yellow at the end of the stew. It tastes very fragrant and sour.

Sour means fresh and healthy. This is a very strange perception. If someone asks you whether a fruit is fresh or not, it must be asking you whether it is sweet enough or sour enough.

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

The tomatoes are completely stewed, and the onion particles are only soft and rotten to the point where they can hardly be felt after a long time of high-temperature stewing. The whole sauce is mainly fresh sour and slightly sweet, and some other ingredients are added seasoning, but in general it still revolves around these two flavors.

They neutralize the faint fishy smell of the blood spilled from the under-cooked steak very well. It is not myoglobin, it is blood water, and if it is blood water, there will be a little beef smell.

The sour taste is also more appetizing.

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

"This is your grandfather's unique sauce." Sera said with a smile. Every sauce in every family comes from "inheritance". She looked at Lynch and pointed, "When can I make this sauce?" Who is the 'secret' passed on to?"

"This is a very personal topic. I don't want to get married for a short time."

"Sorry..." Sera apologized for the abrupt question, "Actually, it's better to get married later, at least you can have more choices..."

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

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. Coman...do I know you?"

Sera had a strange expression, a little embarrassed, "He is my fitness trainer, and he is pursuing me." She looked at Lynch as she said, "Do you want to meet?"

Lynch hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

Not long after, a fitness instructor named Koman came in from the outside.

He looked fine, in good shape, especially with his broad shoulders and back contrasting nicely with his slender waist.

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

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

He has ash-blonde hair, looks like he's in his mid-30s, has a smile on his face, and isn't overly obnoxious.

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

He said and looked at Sera, who had some pride and pride on his face, "This is my son."

With the joining of Mr. Coman, the dinner ended quickly. The three of them came to the living room. Sera temporarily left here on the grounds of making some tea for the two of them, leaving the space for the two men.

Coman was a little restless at this time, and the quiet atmosphere made him feel a little depressed. He said a little uncomfortably, "I never knew about the relationship between Sera and you. She mentioned you, but she didn't say your name. I I'm still a little surprised..."

At this time, Coman was pleasantly surprised as if he bought a lottery ticket and won the century prize. Sera is Lynch's wife, and this is definitely a big surprise in his life!
If he can catch Lynch's line, he will be able to realize the freedom of life in a short time. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lynch's eyes.

At that moment, a biting cold water seemed to pour down from his head, and Coman became calm, and he was a little sweaty.

"No concealment, no deceit, no matter how you treated this relationship before, even if it is acting, I hope you can perform this scene well, and it would be 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 a rich man."

The sentence "rich people" made Coman swallow his saliva. In the Federation, you can offend the president, gang members, and politicians, but only don't offend the rich.

Whether it is within the rules or outside the rules, they all have ways to make a life worse than death.

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

Coman 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 Serra is not tired, you will always play the role you are playing now, and you have to say goodbye to your past."

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

In fact, Koman is not the only person with an ambiguous relationship. Being a fitness trainer, especially for these wealthy wives, is a very special job in itself.

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

Koman had read a book that said falling in love was always the best way to keep a woman fresh about the world, and this trick worked really well until this moment.

There was a calm between the two, Lynch watching TV while Coman was thinking about the future.

(End of this chapter)