Chapter 477 Asking for a monthly ticket for morning tea~
Chapter 477 Morning Tea (please vote for me~)
As soon as I came downstairs, I received a call from Sang Yanzhou.
"The court will start at nine o'clock, and the trial will be open to the public. If you want to watch it, you can watch it on TV. Don't forget our appointment at 11 noon."
"Also, the person sent by the police station to supervise Zane received news that he got on the plane back abroad at eight o'clock last night, so there is no need to worry."
Sang Mizhou walked into the supermarket wearing a mask, pushing a cart with one hand and holding a mobile phone in the other as he walked into the quick-frozen area.
"Oh, I see."
While Sang Mizhou was dealing with him, he glanced at the food in the quick-frozen section and picked up a plate of peach-shaped bean paste buns and a plate of pig-shaped meat buns.
I took another large carton of milk from the freezer.
I thought there might still be some time before noon.
Ready to continue browsing the snack area.
Sang Yanzhou said a few words by himself over there, but Sang Yanzhou didn't listen very carefully and gave very perfunctory answers.
After a while, the phone was hung up over there.
Sang Wanzhou has almost chosen.
When he opened the door with a large bag of things, a small figure suddenly jumped in front of him.
"Brother! What did you buy?" Xiao Fubao picked up the bag he was carrying and stared at the contents in the bag with bright eyes, looking like a greedy little cat.
After more than a month, the relationship between the two is no longer as distant as it was at the beginning.
Faced with Xiao Fubao's greedy behavior, Sang Wanzhou shook his head helplessly.
"Go and sit down, and my brother will make you breakfast."
"Okay~"
Sang Wanzhou took the things into the kitchen, took out all the breakfast ingredients, and then gave the remaining snacks to Xiao Fubao.
Although the kitchen at home has hardly been used, Zhou Dong has come to cook a few meals for him before.
But the utensils in the kitchen are quite complete.
And during the month he left, someone would come and clean it every week to prevent it from getting dusty.
Zhou Dong is still very aware of his mysophobia.
He found someone to tidy everything up.
Sang Mizhou took out a plate from the cupboard, took out two rows of red bean paste buns and four meat buns, placed them on the plate, and then put them in the microwave.
I looked at the cooking time again, studied the microwave oven, and set the time to start steaming the buns.
"Ding dong - ding dong -"
While Sang Mizhou was putting the brewed black sesame paste into two cups, the doorbell rang at the door.
He boiled the water first, then walked to the door and opened it.
Zhou Dong appeared at the door with a bag of breakfast: "Brother Sang, long time no see! I guessed that you haven't had breakfast yet, so I brought you some breakfast."
Sang Mizhou: "..." If you hadn't come here earlier, I would have already done it.
Zhou Dong didn't notice the change in his eyes, and squeezed in with his head peeping in: "Is Little Fubao here too? I also brought her some breakfast. After eating with you, a person who can't cook, for a month, she will starve and lose weight.
Alright?"
Sang Mizhou: "..." You talk a lot of nonsense.
He ignored Sang Mizhou's chasing away eyes, walked around him and walked in. At a glance, he saw little Fubao sitting on the sofa with his legs bent and watching cartoons.
"Hi, long time no see, little Fubao, do you still remember me?" Zhou Dong put the breakfast bought from a nearby popular morning tea restaurant on the table.
Little Fubao immediately sat up straight and nodded: "Of course Fubao remembers you! You are... my brother's agent!"
"You're so smart. Come on, brother brought you breakfast. I bought it from a nearby three-star morning tea restaurant. Come and try it."