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Chapter 94:
Song Yuan used to go to the supermarket without goals or plans. It is possible that she just wanted to buy a few bottles of drinks, and in the end she would unconsciously buy a shopping cart of snacks. Since Rong Ting came, she gradually began to have plans and Regulations, every time you come to the supermarket, you will write down what you need to buy in the memo on your mobile phone. This will make you more efficient and avoid buying things you don’t need at all.
But Rong Heng was unknowingly and silently destroying her plan.
She picked up the snacks that she looked at casually, because the calorie meter was beyond her tolerance, she put it back on the snack rack, and he quietly took it and threw it into the shopping cart...
She took a second look at the big bag of potato chips and was thrown into the shopping cart by him. When she finally went to checkout, she realized that there were a lot of snacks and insignificant things in the shopping cart.
She glanced at the father and son following her.
Rong Ting was a joke, and immediately said: "It's not me, it was my father who released it. I saw it!"
It's not his pot, no one else would want to throw it on him.
Rong Heng remained silent, basically admitting that he had put these things.
Song Yuan was speechless, "Do you want to eat these snacks?"
In her memory, Rong Heng didn't like to eat snacks at all, and he rarely even eats fruit. It is impossible to change all habits in modern times.
Rong Heng couldn't pretend to be dead anymore, so he could only say helplessly: "I think you picked it up and watched it for a long time. If you want to eat it, buy it. Don't hesitate."
"I'm looking at the calorie meter." Song Yuan explained patiently, "I think some of the calories are too high. I will get fat after eating it, so I put it down."
The ancients didn't understand the heat without heat.
Rong Heng picked up the bag of potato chips and said softly: "I think this is particularly light, not much."
"The calories are not calculated like this. Don't you think that you don't have calories if you eat ice cream..." Song Yuan wanted to laugh a little, and the omnipotent majesty was dumbfounded at this moment. It is indeed very rare, "I just watched. Look, it doesn't mean I want to eat."
"You don't want to eat, why would you pick it up and watch it."
Rong Ting was also circumvented in, and he unknowingly stood on his father's side, "Yes, why do you want to watch if the mother doesn't want to eat?"
Song Yuan: "..."
This time they didn’t go through the manual checkout channel. Too many people lined up, and there were long lines behind any cashier. Since the supermarket was able to pay for the bills by themselves, Song Yuan never took the manual channel again. They also need to queue, but the speed is very fast, and they will be queued in a short while.
Rong Heng stood with Rong Ting watching.
Song Yuan scanned the same items in the shopping cart.
Rong Ting glanced at the long queue in the artificial passage and couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, this time came to the supermarket with the mother and the queen. If came with the father and the emperor alone, wouldn't he have to wait until the year of the monkey?
Song Yuan paid the bill by himself, and Rong Heng had taken out his wallet from his pocket, ready to pay—
The next second, saw Song Yuan walking away with the bag directly, but the supermarket didn't stop him?
She already paid? When did you pay?
Song Yuan made a list, and the money she spent this time was just enough to support the lottery. The three people came to the crowded lottery draw. Song Yuan handed the small ticket to Rong Ting and looked at him encouragingly, "I'm not feeling lucky. Since I was a child in Dalian, I haven't hit another bottle. gǔ gǔ, you come to the draw. , Draw a big prize!"
Rong Ting held a small ticket in his hand, both pleasantly surprised and excited. He looked up at Song Yuan. Because it was very noisy here, he had to shout out: "Mom, what do you want, I will give it to you!"
This tone...too confident.
Song Yuan stood tiptoe to look at the prizes placed at the lottery, pointed to the yellow mini suitcase and said, "I want that. If you travel, you can use it."
"Okay!" Rong Ting nodded solemnly, with a look on his face.
Rong Heng is not accustomed to such noisy occasions of pushing and pushing, especially when he is pushed by an aunt again...
When it was their turn to draw the lottery, Rong Ting almost used the strength of the milk, turned the turntable vigorously, and then it was the exciting moment.
The hands of the watch went round and round, successfully avoiding the first prize of two thousand shopping cards, the second prize refrigerator, the third prize electric car, and finally stayed on the grid of two bags of rice.
The shopping guide took the microphone and said excitedly: "Congratulations to this kid, I won two bags of Thai fragrant rice, a total of 40 catties!"
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Rong Ting was quite happy. Although he didn't get the suitcase that the queen mother wanted, he got two big bags of rice! As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people. He drew two bags of rice by his own luck. At least he and his mother did not need to buy rice for a long time.
Song Yuan is also in a good mood. Participation is the most important thing in the lottery. Even if she wins a paper towel, she is also happy. Seeing her son so happy makes her mood even better.
Only Rong Heng standing on the side, looking at the two bags of rice on the ground, wanted to sigh up to the sky.
It is good to draw two bags of rice, but the key is how to bring it back? He can't let his son who officially turns six in a week or two to mention it, right? Rong Ting's total weight is less than 50 catties. How can he carry 40 catties of rice?
Rong Heng has always been a thief. Before Song Yuan had a thought about how to bring two bags of rice back to this trouble, he consciously stepped forward and picked up a bag of rice in one hand.
A bag of twenty catties of rice in one hand is not light. In ancient times, Rong Heng liked to read more than to practice martial arts. Just by looking at his image in ancient times, he knew that he was a literati, but he did not show it right now. He looked embarrassed, as if he was not mentioning 40 catties of rice, but two or three catties of cotton.
"Let's go." Rong Heng said calmly.
Song Yuan was a little surprised, and hurriedly said, "Um, let me carry a bag, this one is too heavy."
Rong Heng smiled and shook his head, "You also said that this is heavy, let me mention it, I don't think it's heavy, it's easy."
Song Yuan was really surprised now, "Do you really feel relaxed? It seems that you really exercised in those five years. I remember you used to..."
At this point, she was stunned, and swallowed all the words she hadn't said.
She didn’t know his identity before. How happy the two of them were. Once they were going up the mountain to see the temple. She couldn’t climb anymore and begged him to carry her on her back. When he heard her request, he still looked terrible. Look at her confidently.
In the end, he still carried her, but before he reached halfway up the mountain, he was as tired and out of breath.
His mouth was also very poisonous at that time, saying that it was not that he was weak, but that she was heavier than him, and she was so angry that she wanted to kill him.
Before!
Rong Heng's gaze is still calm and gentle. Compared to when he first came, he really settled down.
He did not question her, did not tempt her to remember the past, but walked out of the supermarket without saying a word, and walked in front of her.
The road from the supermarket to the community seems to have become very long.
After arriving downstairs, Rong Heng was still trying his best to disguise, but his aura did become heavier.
He sent two bags of rice into her house, and only put them in the hallway. He didn't plan to go in. He panted as soon as he opened his mouth, "I have something to do, so I won't go in."
Song Yuan let out a good cry, "Wait a moment."
After saying this, she ran into the house, found a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, "I don't have the sparkling water you drink in my house, but this one is not bad."
Rong Heng took the bottle of water and responded in a low voice.
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The lunch for the mother and son was very simple. Song Yuan learned the online tutorial to make braised pork ribs. Rong Ting liked it very much and ate two bowls of rice in one go.
After Rong Heng returned to the hotel, he didn't know how she thought of the way she enjoyed eating durian in the supermarket.
He hesitated for a while before he said to Sun Qiming, "Go and buy me some... durian."
In fact, he didn't have any other thoughts, but it was very rare to come to the place where she lived since childhood, want to try everything she likes, it seems that this way he can understand all her thoughts and will be closer to her.
Sun Qiming has always been very efficient. He bought two large boxes of durians in a short time. "I found several fruit shops, and one of them had Musang King durians, so I bought them. I heard from the clerk that this is very delicious."
Rong Heng still felt a little overwhelming when he smelled the smell, and turned his head subconsciously.
After Sun Qiming left, he pinched his nose with a look of death, tried to take a sip, quickly picked up the mineral water on the table, drank half of the bottle in one breath, and barely suppressed the smell. Go down.
Sure enough, he and her couldn't get together in the matter of eating.
He held his breath and put the two large boxes of durians into the paper bag. After thinking about it, he wrote a note and put it in. He went out to Sun Qiming’s room and asked Sun Qiming to send these durians to her. .
After Sun Qiming left, he went back to the room. He still felt the smell in the room. He turned on the exhaust system and opened the windows. After brushing his teeth and taking a shower, he felt a lot more comfortable.
When Sun Qiming sent the durian, Rong Ting was taking a nap. Song Yuan opened the door lightly and saw that it was Sun Qiming. He was still confused, "What's the matter?"
Sun Qiming smiled and handed the paper bag to her, "The boss asked me to bring it to you."
"Oh?" Song Yuan didn't need to look at it. He knew it was durian after smelling the smell.
Sun Qiming seemed afraid that she would refuse, and handed her the paper bag. After saying goodbye, he turned and left without giving her a chance to speak again.
Song Yuan carried the paper bag and entered the door. Fortunately, Gugu was taking a nap right now. Fortunately, his bedroom door was closed. She took out the two large boxes of durians from the paper bag and saw it. That note.
The note is folded in half, and when you unfold it, you will see the familiar handwriting.
He is really good, and he looks very good when he writes calligraphy. At that time, someone had slapped him and said that he was unparalleled in calligraphy and painting. Now that modern times have come, he is actually used to writing with a pen? Even the writing is pretty good...
He wrote a poem.
She hadn’t seen it before, but he should have made it himself. She was not proficient in everything in ancient times. She often wrote poems for her at that time. She didn’t understand it, and didn’t know what to do. How to return his poems, I can only paint him villain paintings, but fortunately, she can't do anything else. Drawing those villain paintings and cartoons is pretty good.
At that time, he said that her paintings were inexplicable, which made him confused and without any sense of beauty.
It's just that he said that, and when she stopped drawing for him, he found General's Residence to ask her...
At that time, she still couldn't read his poems, she just smiled when she looked at it, and then fell into a sense of sorrow for some reason.
In the next few years, she never seemed to tell him or the emperor later, but in fact she missed Ziheng.