Lisko’s American Life

The progress of the new book is also slowly coming to an end. Lisko likes it so much now. When he was a screenwriter in his previous life, he often needed to adapt web articles, and the workload was really tiring. Really just getting started.

Now I get up early every day, ride a horse, have a breakfast, go back to the study to write a conference paper, go fishing at noon, try the recipes, cook some Chinese food, take a nap in the afternoon, wake up and write a conference paper, have dinner, and have dinner at night. Watching the broadcast of football games, following American dramas, browsing the news on the web, going to sleep when the time comes, or having a drink with the rooster, and then going to sleep. Although daily life is simple, it is very fulfilling. melancholy.

This kind of life of Lisko was envied by writer friends and brothers in the city after they knew about it. Some free brothers have already planned to set off to see the ranch and farm, and also learn from Lisko to live in nature.

Lisko has recently become obsessed with pastries, and bought a dessert recipe specially, and learned to cook according to it every day. Most of the cooked ones went into the stomachs of Jasmine and the others in the ranch.

"Dessert really makes people feel happy!" Lisko took out the newly learned blueberry cake from the oven and tasted it.

When he didn't pay attention, he found that he had poured too much flour when making the cake. He had no choice but to use a stupid method, adding more egg liquid, and the egg liquid was added again, and he continued to add flour. The weight is in a daze.

"Boom boom boom."

Lisco's door knocked,

"Come in?"

He wondered, usually only Rooster and Colt would come to his house, and they would not knock on the door.

Lisko walked over and opened the door. He saw Catherine's daughter Willow standing at the door, still so shy, holding a plate in her hand, covered by a plastic cover.

Lisko raised his head, Catherine was standing in the distance, and Willow looked back at her from time to time, and she even clenched her daughter's fist down to cheer her up.

He squatted down, Willow was wearing a newly bought pink down jacket, and Lisko told the rooster to advance a week's salary to the penniless Catherine. His mother also washed his little face, and he looked very cute.

"Mu,,, Mr. Rancher." Willow's little face was flushed, and she kicked on the ground restlessly with her toes.

Lisko saw that she was about to faint in embarrassment, and she was tired holding the tray with both hands, so he quickly helped her take it.

"Is this for me? Little angel."

Willow quickly began to take a big breath, holding her breath nervously, and kept nodding her head.

Lisko stretched out a little thumb, motioning for her to take it, and Willow looked back at her mother nervously.

Catherine signaled her with a smile. Because her daughter has been wandering around with her, she has developed such a nervous and fearful character. Now she is ready to adjust and she has settled down. Her goal now is to raise her daughter. .

Willow hesitated for a moment, but she was still gently pulled up by her mother's non-stop gestures. Lisko felt her palms were hot.

He dragged the tray with one hand and Willow with the other, and walked into the house.

Of course, Lisko did not forget to open the door wide. In the United States, if you see a cute little girl and want to hug her without the permission of witnesses and parents, then you are finished. The famous Legendary singer Michael Jackson was constantly attacked for something. Of course Lisko can guarantee that he is upright, this is just a subconscious action.

Entering the room, Willow immediately saw Mag sleeping on the sofa.

"Dog." Willow's tone was a little excited. She let go of Lisko's hand, ran over to touch it, and suddenly remembered that this was not her own home. She lowered her head shyly and kept pinching her fingers. The edge of his clothes began to turn red again.

Lisko put the tray on the dining table casually, walked to the sofa, and picked up Mag who wanted to leave.

"Do you like dogs? Come pet it, don't be afraid." He tried his best to make his tone gentle and kind, for fear that the little girl would run home shyly in the next second.

Willow reached out hesitantly and touched Mag, the soft feeling made her happy eyes turn into crescent moons.

Lisko slowly put Mag into her arms, and patted the restless dog by the way.

Willow sat on the ground, hugged Mag, lowered her head while Lisko was not paying attention, secretly kissed Mag on the head, and blew on the place Lisko slapped just now.

The cautious look also made the corners of Lisko's mouth curl up unconsciously.

"Is your name Willow?"

"Vivian,"

"What"

Her voice was so low that Lisko couldn't even hear it clearly,

Willow mustered up her courage and answered with a slightly louder voice. "Mom calls me Vivian."

Seeing Willow playing with Mag on the floor, Lisko really suddenly wanted a child, preferably a daughter. Although his current body is only 25 years old, his past life plus his present is more than 50 years old.

Opening the tray that Vivienne brought over, there was a whole piece of pumpkin pie on it, still steaming, and the sweet smell came out.

Lisko tore off a piece, and there was a soft and sweet taste.

"Is it the pumpkin pie made by my mother?" Lisko asked Willow, trying to get her to talk more.

"Mom's cooking is the best," Vivian raised her head proudly,

Lisko went to the kitchen to get a plate, cut a piece of the blueberry cake he made, put it on a fork, and handed it to her.

"This is definitely more delicious than what my mother made. If you don't believe me, try it."

Vivian wrinkled her nose unconvinced, and carefully dug a little with a fork into her mouth.

The sweet taste of the cream made her squint and crescent moon again, after a while, she immediately returned the cake to Lisko.

"It's not as delicious as mother's." After speaking, he deliberately turned his face to avoid seeing the tempting fragrance again.

Lisko looked at the villain amusedly and kept gazing at the blue cake from the corner of his eye.

He took out the pumpkin pie and put it on his plate, put the remaining blueberry cake back on the tray Willow brought, and covered it thoughtfully.

"This is for you. Taste it well." Lisko helped her hold it up, pinched her little nose, and told her pamperingly.

"Then,,,,,,, can mom eat it?" Willow looked at Lisko nervously, and she also wanted her mother to taste a cake that was better than pumpkin pie.

Hearing this, Lisko's nose suddenly became sour, and he controlled himself, "Of course, I gave it to you. Whoever you want to eat it for."

Willow smiled, holding the tray and walking towards her mother.

The footsteps are a little hurried, and I want to jump happily, but I am afraid that the cake will fall.

Walking halfway, I remembered something and turned back.

Seeing that Lisko was still looking at her, she suddenly bent down and bowed, and then ran home under Lisko's gratifying gaze.