Chapter 57 Giant Python

The flower room is made of irregular matte glass, with a unique shape, spacious and bright, almost the same size as a villa.

The metal frame is a little old, revealing a heavy luster. After getting closer, you can only vaguely see the outlines of the flowers and leaves and large areas of water vapor. The color reveals from the inside, forming patches, extending towards the sky, like an abstract painting, hazy and fresh.

Xu Xing pushed open the door and took everyone into the flower room. The damp plant air came over me. The sunlight was fine and shallow and warm. It ran down from the top, penetrated through the branches and leaves, in the shape of silk threads, and the dust danced in small pieces, one by one, like stars.

The vines are wrapped around, the leaves are condensed, the branches are blooming, and the cold glass and tropical plants are blending together, like a mini tropical jungle, which is beautiful, and it seems that you can take a blockbuster with casual scenes.

Seeing this, the girls took out their cell phones, looked for a suitable angle, and took photos silently.

Although she was afraid of the male owner on this land, Meng Ning was also amazed by the scene in front of her. She walked along the gravel path and took many photos.

Maybe it was carefully taken care of by someone. The house was filled with tropical plants, the soil was wet and soft, but the environment was unexpectedly clean, without mosquitoes, so it was very comfortable to walk around.

Before she knew it, she walked to the end of the flower room and saw a very thick tree standing in the center, with thick rhizomes, covered with moss on her head, and the golden-leaf vines were tightly coiled, and the vines were covered with crimson flowers.

This is a huge flower with wide and long petals, full of tiny bulges, and a light flashing in the center. It looks like a face of an evil ghost from a distance, which is very strange.

What kind of flower is this... Meng Ning frowned and stared, feeling inexplicably unwell. He put his phone back in his pocket until Xu Xing called her, and he came to his senses.

Twenty minutes later, everyone sat at the dining table, rolled the dough, prepared the filling, took out the bowl and small wooden chips, and chatted from time to time.

Yan Wan was busy peeling the shells and removing the shrimp threads, and looked up and asked: Xu Xing, when will Aunt come down?

Xu Xing held the meat grinder and was about to answer when he heard the elevator door ringing in the living room.

Xu's mother held her back, walked out of the elevator, and smiled at everyone.Xiaoxing, are all friends here?

Her belly is as big as a basket, but her cheeks are sunken, her shoulders are uneven, and she is so thin that she looks so thin. Despite her slightly beautification, she still shows a strong haggardness. The diamond ring on her ring finger is also loose and hanging, unlike a pregnant woman who is cherished, but rather like a human-shaped skeleton.

Mom, didn’t you let you have a good rest... Xu Xing felt distressed, wiped his flour-stained hands on his apron and stepped forward to support Xu’s mother.

... Meng Ning pursed her lips, turned her gaze, and felt resentment in her heart. She had seen Xu's mother once, and the old beauty turned into this, and it was all caused by that man...

Feeling that the atmosphere was suffocating, Xu's mother took it indifferently. She took the rolling pin from the little girl's hand, squeezed the dough, dipped it in cold water, made the dough with a mold, and said softly: Why are you standing there?You are hungry, hurry up and eat something after cooking.

Despite her extremely poor condition, she is gentle and graceful, and her whole body exudes maternal brilliance. She is both sad and persuasive, and only makes people want to take care of her carefully.

When it comes to making dumplings, the weak Xu's mother instantly becomes a dumpling master, attracting the girls to watch.

Her ten fingers were flexible, and she pinched the dough and meat filling in her palm. The lotus and autumn leaves-shaped dumplings bloomed in three or two, exquisite and beautiful.

My aunt's hands are so clever that she can even make dumplings like this.Yan Wan sat upright with envious expression.

It's Ah, how good is it to be able to learn half of the tricks...

Xu's mother raised her lips and her sallow face shone with brilliance. What's the difficulty?You are young and have a good memory, and you will be able to learn it once you learn it.

When I made dumplings for the first time, Meng Ning was jealous and followed Xu's mother's movements. She wanted to learn from her eyes, but her hands did not allow her. In the end, she wrapped it in an inappropriate manner and created a bunch of twisted small ingots.

Yan Wan was amused, picked up the strange dumplings on the plate and teased: Ningning, you can’t tell that you are quite creative. Song Xueba likes to eat this Ah?

Don't look at it, he doesn't like it.Meng Ning looked at the schoolbag in a panic and argued in a low voice, hoping that the black cat was sleeping at this moment.

Mom, I want to eat Sixi Dumplings, so I can make a few.Xu Xing's mood improved, and he sat down with her and whispered to herself.

OK, okay, the little girl loves to eat, I have to pack more.Xu's mother nodded and was talking when a low male voice suddenly inserted.

Are you making dumplings?

Si Qizhuo, wearing a home clothes, emerged from somewhere. He walked to Xu's mother, looked at her for a while, squatted down, stretched her hair before her forehead, and kissed her.

The man's face was handsome, his movements were full of thoughtfulness, and he kissed his lips along Xu's mother's forehead, as if he was a rare treasure, which made everyone present stunned. Is this an idol drama filming in middle age?

Xu Xing had a black face and was speechless, but because of excessive force, the dumplings in his hand burst out.

Seeing that his daughter was unhappy, Xu's mother pushed her husband away, glanced at him, and held Xu Xing's hand. The children were all there, why are they messing around?Nannan is tired, just let her mother come.

Si Qizhuo didn't care about this. He lifted his thin lips slightly, rolled up his sleeves, curled his sharpness, and surrounded him with a bit of laziness. His eyes passed through the schoolbag behind Meng Ning, and he spoke lightly: Thank you for celebrating my daughter's birthday. Just treat this place as your own home, have fun.

As the other party found out that Song Che was in his bag, Meng Ning pretended to be calm and lowered his eyes, but his heart was as shocked as a drum.

At lunch, the cooked dumplings were crystal clear and full, with different shapes. They slid into the plate one by one and were brought to the table, accompanied by the ginger, vinegar and oil sauce plate, making the index fingers tremble.

Under Xu's mother's guidance, the dumplings were all sunken and covered with gravy. When they bite them gently, they smelled fragrant, and even wanted to swallow their tongue.

Meng Ning deliberately ate slowly. After the others left, she left a few small dumplings with shrimps, sat on the sofa in the corner, opened the zipper, stuffed them in like a thief.

You eat first, don't choke, I'll get you some water.

Seeing the girl pouring a bunch of dumplings in, the black cat was stunned, her eyes flashed slightly, and she remembered that there was still no food outside the house. He pulled the muscles on his face, and smiled.

Time flies, board games, vr games and truth-telling adventures are coming, and it is almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Unable to find a cell phone everywhere, Meng Ning curled up on the carpet, listening to the guitar song, racking his brains to recall the memories. The last time he saw it seemed... in the flower room.

Wanting to find it quickly, but she was afraid of disturbing others, she borrowed a cell phone from Yan Wan, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window door, and walked to the back garden alone.

The moonlight is bright, there are no stars in the sky, and large rose bushes are spreading out, like dark carpets, with only the dewdrops of the stars flashing, like fireflies.

Meng Ning pushed the door and walked into the flower room, looking around carefully. Compared with the noisy garden of night insects, it was surprisingly quiet, without any trace of life.

The mist is everywhere, lingering in the forest, blurring the leaves and the paths, making the two blend into one.

The densely growing tropical plants cover most of the moonlight, and the surroundings are terrible, the freshness of the day disappears without a trace, replaced by gloom and dead silence.

She took out her friend's phone number, dialed her number, listened with her ears, and soon found her phone based on the vibration, and fell on the edge of the dirt path.

Picking up the little thing and stuffing it into her pocket, Meng Ning was about to leave. For some reason, it was clearly a closed glass room, but she heard a strange and clear rustling sound, like the wind slid the branches.

She was frightened by the sound and suggested that she left immediately, but her curiosity grew wildly at this time, causing her to lean over there uncontrollably, trying to find out.

At the end of the flower room, the vines and flowers are incredibly beautiful and beautiful. The thick and nameless tree still stands, but there is one more thing than usual.

A dark brown python was placing on the trunk of a tree, eating flowers in big mouths. He bathed in the pale moonlight, his body was thick, his eyes were orange-yellow, and his body was covered with scales. He emitted a faint light from the movement and stillness. As he swallowed, the flower juice flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the sweet and sweet fragrance spread out, strange and absurd.

Meng Ning was seized by fear, and was so scared that his eyes rolled in tears, his legs were trembling, and he couldn't move. What should I do?What to do now...

Judging from this attitude, you can eat yourself in one bite.

If there are medium-sized canine and large cats in the city, she believes it. After all, there are several in the city zoo. However, if it is this large python animal, she would never believe it. After all, this thing is rare, expensive, and not easy to tame. It can cut off the bones on the prey and swallow it alive.

She held her breath and took a step back half a step, but accidentally stepped on a small branch, making a crackling sound.

The python stopped eating, turned his face to Meng Ning, staring at her with big eyes, emitting a cold and terrifying light...