"My physical fitness is very good. Look, I'm strong!"
Song Jiamu bent his arms, patted his biceps, and poked Yun Shuqian: "If you don't believe me, just touch it."
"don't want."
"Touch it."
"..."
The girl felt a little moved, so she stretched out her thumb and index finger and pinched the bulging muscles behind his elbow. It was really hard and it felt funny.
"But... shameless classmate Song Jiamu, what does this have to do with you wanting to eat at my house?"
"It's very relevant. I can help you carry groceries. I can carry a bag of rice to the 23rd floor without any problem."
"I still have rice at home, and the vegetables are not heavy."
"You know, I can only boil water to make noodles, but this is very unhealthy."
"You can order takeout."
“Takeaway is also very unhealthy.”
Seeing that Yun Shuqian still wanted to talk, Song Jiamu said sincerely: "I want to eat with you. Eating alone at home is very lonely, and cooking is not easy. We can still talk when we eat together, and I can help you wash the dishes."
."
When you ask for something from her, it's best to look pitiful like this, so that Yun Shuqian will become soft-hearted.
Sure enough, Yun Shuqian hesitated for a while before agreeing: "Then you have to wash the dishes."
"must!"
"Are you really strong?"
"certainly."
"Oh...that's just right."
"What's just right?" Song Jiamu was alert.
Yun Shuqian stopped talking, looked at the time, and planned to go out to buy groceries.
"Meow..."
"Are you going to go every year?"
"Meow."
"Go back and change your shoes." Yun Shuqian said to Song Jiamu.
She sat on the small bench, took out a pair of white socks and put them on, then put on her white shoes, the shoelaces were tied beautifully.
When Song Jiamu returned home, it only took him ten seconds to put on his shoes. He never had to untie his shoelaces. He just put on his socks, kicked his feet in, and buckled the uppers of the shoes that were flattened.
When they came out, Yun Shuqian hugged Nian Nian and locked the door. Song Jiamu also closed the door, and they went downstairs together.
Song Jiamu has known her for such a long time and has never eaten the food she cooked. However, he has heard his mother say it countless times that Yun Shuqian is very good at cooking. All this time, Yun Shuqian
It's what my mother calls other people's children, as if she wants to be her own.
The location of the community is very good, with various supporting facilities around it. The vegetable market is not far away, and it only takes 12 or 3 minutes to walk.
"What do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat boiled cabbage, Wensi tofu, Longjing shrimp, Dongpo pork, soft pocket eel..."
You're having a state banquet!
"I'm asking about every year."
"Meow."
Song Jiamu: "..."
"Okay, then let's eat fish tonight! And then... have some fried meat with lettuce!" Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said.
"I also like to eat fish, and I also like fried meat with lettuce." Song Jiamu said.
When we came to the market, there were quite a lot of people buying vegetables in the evening. There was a faint fishy smell in the air. According to the area, it was divided into vegetable area, pork area, poultry area, aquatic products area...
Although the market is near her home, Song Jiamu is still quite unfamiliar with it. Usually, her mother does the grocery shopping. She doesn’t know how to cook. After the market comes home, her father cooks and then her mother washes the dishes.
In fact, simply cooking is not very tiring. What is really tiring and time-consuming is the process of buying groceries and tidying up.
Yun Shuqian's cooking skills are really good, and she often goes to the market. There are several fixed food stalls to choose from. She doesn't know how to bargain. The only criterion is that the food is good.
"Boss, I want a sea bass."
"Is this okay?"
"Well, it's too big. It's a little smaller. It can be eaten by two people."
"What about this one?"
"Uh-huh."
Yun Shuqian hugged Nian Nian and talked to his boss. Song Jiamu looked left and right like Nian Nian. The fish swimming in the pool occasionally flicked their tails and water droplets splashed on his face, so he wiped it with his hands.
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"Perch, for steaming?"
"Well, steaming is easy."
"It should be with green onions." Song Jiamu smiled maliciously. He was curious about whether she, who doesn't eat green onions, would add green onions when cooking fish.
"Oops, I forgot to tell you, I usually only put coriander, but if my parents eat it together, I will also put onions, but I will take out the onions."
"So you can still eat onions, right? You just won't go out of your way to eat them." Song Jiamu felt inexplicably victorious.
"Hmph, I want to put coriander, a lot of it!" Yun Shuqian said angrily.
"Oops, I forgot to tell you that I can accept coriander in dishes, such as beef salad, but I only eat beef."
"So you can still eat coriander, right? The taste of coriander is very fragrant, isn't it?" Yun Shuqian felt that he had won back the victory.
"Eating coriander directly tastes weird."
“It tastes even weirder if you eat onions directly.”
"It looks like we just don't like to eat directly, so we can eat together. I'll give you the coriander and you give me the green onions." Song Jiamu seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.
Yun Shuqian ignored him.
She wouldn't eat onions, she wouldn't eat them, and she was so angry with him.
Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay, and took the fish that the boss had killed. The bag had some fishy water, and it felt a little dirty when he held it in his hand.
Although Yun Shuqian usually doesn't mind being dirty when shopping for groceries, for girls, it's best to avoid it as much as possible.
Now that Song Jiamu is helping her carry the food, she can just hold the cat. He follows her next to her, like her exclusive boyfriend.
Yun Shuqian walked slowly and calmly. From the corner of her eye, she could see his strong shoulders and chest. Occasionally, she would meet the same pair of lovers in the market buying vegetables. She and Song Jiamu were no different from those lovers.
The girls are responsible for selecting the dishes, and the boys are responsible for carrying the dishes, creating a harmonious and friendly scene.
This feeling was strange, full of security and protection, and made her a little addicted.
After buying lean meat, Yun Shuqian took him to wander to the vegetable area.
In fact, it was a bit of a detour, just coming directly from the aquatic products area to the vegetable area, but the girl liked his company, so she strolled around the market slowly. If she were on her own, she would go straight to the target stall.
"Eh? I know this stall. The owner of this stall used to be very nice and gave us vegetables and radishes to feed Xiaoke."
"Uh-huh."
Yun Shuqian mostly buys vegetables at this stall, which is also an old stall. He has been in business for more than ten or twenty years. The boss is also much older than before, from being in his thirties to being in his fifties.
Of course the boss didn't know them, but he was a very nice person. Even if they only bought a piece of lettuce, a red pepper, and a small handful of cabbage sum, he also gave them a green onion and a piece of coriander.
The two of them didn't eat much food, and Song Jiamu felt that he was carrying it too easily.
It was rare to have free labor, and Yun Shuqian would not let it go. He took him to the grocery store to replenish the oil, salt, and soy sauce that was almost used up at home.
Then I took him to the flower and bird market nearby, and chose a large rectangular flower pot, about 30cm*40cm, and a bag of cultivation soil that needed to be planted, which totaled about thirty kilograms.
Song Jiamu remembered what Yun Shuqian said that day about buying a pack of coriander seeds online, and asked curiously: "Don't you want to move home and plant coriander?"
"It seems that you remember what I said quite clearly."
"It really is?!"
The boss put the bag of soil in the pot, Yun Shuqian paid the money, and moved the flower pot to Song Jiamu's feet.
Song Jiamu hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet, so he praised: "It seems you are quite strong."
"No, I have very little strength."
Yun Shuqian took the dish from his hand and jumped into the flower pot every year. She said: "Song Jiamu, who is very physically fit, very strong and strong, I leave this flower pot to you!"