"What a winter jasmine everyone loves..." Gu Fei pushed the shopping cart and sang to the music in the supermarket for a long time. Every..."
"You may still remember this person who was singing, the shining star of the last brain-disabled activity in the steel mill," Jiang Cheng followed him, holding a mobile phone in his hand and recording the video, "Let’s take a look at him today. A trip to the supermarket... To tell the truth, the Cantonese wording of Shining Star sounds okay to our laymen, and we can compete with Pan Zhi..."
"Put in that winter jasmine fragrance to spread thousands of families, plug in that winter jasmine, everyone is happy..." Gu Fei turned his head and glanced at him as he sang. The background music changed now, and he immediately had no hesitation. Squeezing his throat to follow, "The God of Wealth comes knocking on my door, the God of Wealth comes knocking on my door, the God of Wealth comes knocking on my door, and the doll comes to light the lamp..."
"Damn!" Jiang Cheng laughed, "Don't tell me that you can sing all these songs."
"I will do it, and the words are not wrong," Gu Fei said. "This kind of New Year's song, I have bought a disc before, and I put it in my store during the New Year."
"Why didn't I see you let it go now?" Jiang Cheng pointed his phone at him.
"The machine is broken, it's been broken for several years," Gu Fei said, and then continued to squeeze his throat, "I wish you all the new year congratulations and congratulations to make you rich, and I wish you all the new year congratulations and congratulations to make you rich..."
After the song was over, it was Backgammon. There was no lyrics. Gu Fei finally stopped and sang: "Do you have any snacks you want to eat? I want to buy Er Miao some."
"I don't know, go and have a look." Jiang Cheng put away the phone.
There are a lot of people in the supermarket, and many people who have only been on holiday until today are making the final purchase here. Many places on the supermarket shelves are empty and there is no time to make up for the goods.
Fortunately, the two of them had nothing to buy. They just came to experience the buying activities for the first time for the two of them to spend the Chinese New Year together.
"Eat walnuts?" Gu Fei picked up a box and looked at it. "It's brain-filling."
"Don't eat." Jiang Cheng replied very simply. He didn't particularly like to eat these things, and the dried pork was about the same.
"Brain-filling." Gu Fei repeated it again.
"My brain is very outstanding, much deeper than the groove in the walnut." Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei didn't speak any more, put the box of walnuts directly into the shopping cart, and then walked forward slowly.
"No," Jiang Cheng glanced at the label. "It's too expensive. It only costs a lot to buy it in the market. The same is paper-skinned walnuts."
"The market has closed," Gu Fei said, "I bought it for you to eat and play for these two days."
"I want dried pork," Jiang Cheng said, "air-dried beef, spicy fish, and..."
"Don't you say that you are tired of eating meat?" Gu Fei interrupted him.
"There are also spicy little green beans." Jiang Cheng quickly pressed back the salted chicken wings he wanted to talk about, and reported a little green beans.
"Take it," Gu Fei smiled, "take it all."
"Just take a few bags," Jiang Cheng took a bag of dried beef and glanced at the label and threw it back in shock, replacing the regular beef jerky next to him. "It's damn expensive."
"Take it, it's okay," Gu Fei took the dried beef and put it in the car. "I have a shopping card here, five hundred yuan."
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"Li Yan brought it," Gu Fei said. "It was more in previous years. Didn't he fight his mother this year? Before the fight was over, his mother only gave him one."
"The struggle wasn't very fierce. Did you give five hundred back?" Jiang Cheng smiled.
"After all, baby boy." Gu Fei took another bag of jelly.
"Don't you have jelly in your store? You can't buy some." Jiang Cheng said.
"Er Miao doesn't eat the store's food," Gu Fei said. "I told her before that the store's food is for sale, and you can't eat it casually. After you hit it, you basically don't eat it, you have to eat it and buy it."
"Oh," Jiang Cheng replied, "this logic is very rigorous."
"And there are none of these high-end shops," Gu Fei said.
After buying everything, the two of them walked over to the cashier counter. Jiang Cheng glanced at a distance away and was stunned. Then he ran forward and said, "Fuck me," I'll go to queue first."
The line had already lined up from the cashier to the shelf, and it turned a corner. Everyone in the line was pushing a cart, and it was completely useless for Jiang Cheng to queue up so early.
When Gu Fei came over, there were four or five people in line behind him, but he didn't have the courage to count the number of people in front of him.
"I feel that the two of us may not be able to get out until noon." Jiang Cheng said.
"Don't be afraid," Gu Fei pointed to the cooked food area over there, "I saw it, you can eat there."
"... Are you calm?" Jiang Cheng was happy.
"Sure," Gu Fei supported the car, "If I were alone, I won't need these things at this time, and I will leave directly, but if you are by the side, you won't feel anything... It might delay your review time. ."
"No," Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, and pulled out a thick stack of folded paper from his hip pocket. "There is no place that cannot be reviewed."
"I rely on it." Gu Fei was stunned, and Jiang Cheng actually took an English paper.
"I don't want to be so cool," Jiang Cheng took out a pen from another pocket. "The point is, the holidays are only these few days, and the papers sent out have on average twice a day."
Gu Fei laughed for a long time, then picked up a box of yogurt and put it on the child's seat in the car: "Put this on top and write?"
"Well," Jiang Cheng bent over and tried, "Push some more."
Gu Fei added another box of orange juice to the top: "So?"
"Okay." Jiang Cheng put the paper up, bowed his head and started to write the paper.
This kind of feeling is quite strange. Gu Fei held the shopping cart with one hand and looked at Jiang Cheng's profile. It took less than a minute for this person to enter the state. It is estimated that there is no surrounding noise in front of his ears. The crowd, only the ugly...not too ugly words in his writing.
The team moved forward by half a meter. Gu Fei did not move. This little distance was completely meaningless. Besides, his boyfriend was writing a degenerate version of the ghost symbol, and he could not move.
The aunt behind became impatient and hit the car directly on Jiang Cheng's ass: "Move forward, keep up!"
The pen in Jiang Cheng's hand didn't stop, and he didn't seem to feel it at all.
Gu Fei glanced at the aunt, walked to the front of the car and stood there, taking up the half-meter free space, and looking at the aunt: "Where to move?"
The aunt glared at him and started cursing quietly at the beginning.
After a short while, Jiang Cheng stopped writing and pushed the car forward: "Get out of the way."
"I thought you didn't know?" Gu Fei stepped aside and moved the car forward a small step. (End of this chapter)