After making a hundred units of plague toad scrolls and putting all the scraps of useless materials on the consignment shop, Zhang Dali did not rush to do the mission with Blood Moon Fruit, but went offline...
The temperature in the early morning was slightly cool, making the sunlight that squeezed into the room through the gaps between the curtains somewhat cool.
However, when he turned around and saw Xu Ranran who was still struggling in the game, Zhang Dali's heart suddenly became hot.
After kissing Xu Ranran on the cheek, Zhang Dali, who was full of happiness, carefully got out of bed and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Probably Xu Ranran didn't have the habit of cooking for herself. There weren't many things in the refrigerator, except for a few packets of milk, there was really nothing suitable for breakfast.
It was still early before work, so Zhang Dali went back to the bedroom and secretly kissed Xu Ranran again, then he put on a coat with satisfaction and hurriedly took the elevator downstairs.
There were already a lot of cars and people on the road. When seeing such a scene before, Zhang Dali would only feel lustful and melancholy, but now he feels that everything is as beautiful as the scenery.
Yes, when people's hearts become better, everything will become a beautiful and heart-warming scenery.
Xu Ranran’s profile, the dust flying in the narrow sunlight, the early birds, even the iron fence surrounding the garden, the simple mobile dining car shrouded in a thin layer of smoke, and the hurried look on every passerby’s face have all become the scenery.
, flowing through Zhang Dali's heart like water, leaving a lingering sound.
It was still too early, and most of the stores were closed except for breakfast stores.
Zhang Dali walked for a while and found a small shop owned by an elderly couple.
The store owner, who had gray hair and an old but energetic face, heard the sound of Zhang Dali entering the door. He looked up from his thick reading glasses. When he saw Zhang Dali, he quickly showed a smile to him.
The smile was so kind that it felt like a furry touch. Looking at the shop owner's forehead with slight wrinkles due to his upward gaze, Zhang Dali, who thought he was a bit cute, smiled back.
The shop owner's wife, wearing a pink and white checkered apron, was sorting things in the narrow passage. When she saw Zhang Dali, she took the initiative to withdraw from the passage. She smiled and nodded slightly at Zhang Dali, gesturing for him to come in.
"Thank you." Zhang Dali smiled and said thank you.
Two smiles in succession made Zhang Dali feel even happier and made his desire for shopping extremely strong.
Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, among which firewood had long been eliminated by the tide of the times. Xu Ranran’s family had some of the remaining six items and some didn’t, but Zhang Dali bought them all again.
Zhang Dali also bought some other things based on his impressions, and then he came home empty-handed and returned with a full load.
"Young man, I just moved here, right?" Zhang Dali bought some daily necessities. While he was paying, the boss asked him enthusiastically.
"Well, yes." Zhang Dali nodded.
"You have quite a lot of stuff. I have a small cart at the door. You can use it first and remember to return it as soon as possible." The boss said to Zhang Dali while packing the scattered items neatly.
Hearing this, Zhang Dali took a step back and looked outside the door. The trolley the boss mentioned was in front of the door under a sycamore tree that was already blooming in spring. It was a trolley commonly used in supermarkets, and it was convenient to use it.
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"Then you're welcome. Thank you, boss." A bag of rice weighs twenty kilograms. Not to mention all the miscellaneous things, even if it's packed, it's hard to pick up. Having a cart saves a lot of trouble.
Zhang Dali did not refuse.
"You're welcome." The boss pushed up his glasses, as if he wanted to see Zhang Dali's face clearly.
"Goodbye boss, goodbye boss lady." Carrying two large bags of things and a bag of rice in his left hand, Zhang Dali's arms were heavy, but his body and mind were light.
"Goodbye." The landlady, who saw Zhang Dali going to check out and then going back to tidy up the shelves, didn't expect that Zhang Dali would say hello to her, so she hurriedly said goodbye with some surprise.
After exiting the store, I put everything on the cart and looked back at the store sign. Ignoring the undulating floor tiles, I opened my legs and pushed the cart forward with all my strength.
Sometimes, happiness is just the feeling of wanting to run.
Sometimes, I feel like I can’t wait to go home.
Hearing the rapid sound of wheels and the compact "ding-ding" sound of the cart bumping on the ground, the shop owner hurriedly looked out the door.
Then he saw Zhang Dali, who was still polite and polite in the store, pushing the cart flying like a maniac, which made him feel a little distressed as he was worried that his cart would fall apart.
He opened his mouth to tell Zhang Dali to slow down, but Zhang Dali, who was running so fast, didn't give him a chance at all, and flashed out of his sight in an instant.
As a result, the cry in his heart turned into a sigh of shaking his head: "Young man."
Zhang Dali bought a few more fried dough sticks and a basket of meat dumplings on the way home. Xu Ranran was a carnivore, and he knew this by heart.
When Zhang Dali returned home, Xu Ranran was still awake.
Suppressing the panting after strenuous exercise, he sat on the edge of the bed and quietly observed the ups and downs of Xu Ranran's breathing. Zhang Dali, who originally just wanted to take a look, couldn't resist the desire in the end, and leaned over to kiss her lips greedily.
The slightly dry soft lips had a hint of stickiness. The moment he straightened up, he could feel Xu Ranran's lip flesh being slightly lifted by him, like a kind of retention, like a kind of lingering, like a hook when saying goodbye.
The hands holding his neck and refusing to let go.
Even if it wasn't out of Xu Ranran's consciousness, Zhang Dali still thought it was wonderful.
"Xu Ranran, good morning." Pulling up the silk quilt embroidered with bauhinia flowers to cover Xu Ranran's slightly exposed shoulders, Zhang Dali stood up from the edge of the bed, showed a happy and satisfied smile, and turned around.
When I got to the kitchen, I started to heat the milk.
While waiting for the milk to boil, Zhang Dali looked out of the kitchen with a fried dough stick in his mouth.
The cherry blossoms in the garden bloomed brilliantly, and were given a thin golden sheen by the increasingly bright sunlight. When blown by the wind, they looked like a bright sea surging.
This piece of sea is so bright that it’s hard to look away.
"It's so early." While Zhang Dali was looking at the sea and thinking deeply, he suddenly heard Xu Ranran's voice.
He hurriedly turned his head and looked outside the kitchen door. Zhang Dali saw Xu Ranran standing quietly at the door of the kitchen, dragging a pair of plush slippers and wearing a large pink nightgown. Her sleepy eyes were one large and one small, and she seemed to be still fighting with sleepiness.
Even the smile is subtle and appropriate to the time
"Good morning." Zhang Dali waved the fried dough sticks in his hand.
"How could you eat it by yourself first? Wow." His eyes were immediately attracted to the fried dough sticks in Zhang Dali's hand, and Xu Ranran's eyes suddenly brightened and she fiercely pounced on Zhang Dali. (To be continued.)
