As soon as it was time for get off work these days, Qiong Dafang had no intention of working overtime and ran to pick up Zhen Xiaoqi early. On this day, he clocked in again and was about to slip away, but was stopped by Lao Li.
Lao Li pulled him to a corner of the office and thanked him a thousand times: "Xiao Qiong, last time you lent me money to work around, buddy thank you so much, now that the money is not so tight, I will pay it back to you first."
Qiong Dafang's habit of saying "don't worry" was about to blurt out, but stopped at the last second and swallowed it back in her stomach.
"It's dangerous!" Qiong Dafang pinched a sweat in his heart. He is now eating at his partner's house every day, and he has lost all face. If Xiao Qi knew that he was being generous, he would definitely be so angry that he would beat him up.
But Qiong Dafang has never been rude. This time, he didn't know how to say it. After a while, he said, "You can transfer me to Alipay."
He and Lao Li turned the money head-to-head. The sound of gold coins falling down when the money arrived was the first time he thought it sounded very nice. He felt that he might have been infected by Zhen Xiaoqi. Very happy.
Lao Li wanted to take him to drink, and he waved his hands again and again: "I have something, I have something to do, next time, next time I must go."
Qiong Dafang got rid of her colleagues, ran out to find her electric car, and hurriedly arrived when Zhen Xiaoqi got off work.
Zhen Xiaoqi has recently been like a little rooster. Every day when he gets off work, he paces proudly Fang Bu, jumps on Qiong Dafang's small electric car under the complicated eyes of his colleagues, hugs his waist, and drives out slowly.
That's true today, until the two of them went out of their company, Zhen Xiaoqi said proudly, "Hmph, I think they said I couldn't find a boyfriend!"
He patted Qiong Fang's broad back with satisfaction, "Look at how good my boyfriend is, I'm so jealous of them!"
Qiong generously looked down at the little e-donkey under their butt, and the old sweatpants she hurriedly took out of the cabinet in the morning. She wanted to tell Zhen Xiaoqi that even if his colleague was gay, he probably wouldn't be jealous of him.
But Zhen Xiaoqi hugged him tightly from behind, he put one hand on Xiaoqi's hand which was placed on his waist, Xiaoqi consciously separated his fingers slightly and crossed his ten fingers.
So Qiong Dafang didn't say anything stupid, he told Zhen Xiaoqi that his colleagues had returned the money to him, and they could go to the supermarket to buy a lot of delicious food today.
"Let's buy a little less, my refrigerator hasn't been repaired yet, so I can't keep it if I buy too much." Zhen Xiaoqi hugged his waist, stretched his head from his armpit, his big eyes lit up, "You owe me a total of 337 yuan plus 100 yuan pocket money plus 70 yuan for seven dinners for seven days, not counting you after falling in love, a total of 507 yuan, please call me Alipay, thank you!"
Qiong Dafang patted his head back: "I know I know! Who dares to spare you a dime?"
When the two arrived at RT-Mart, Qiong Dafang stopped the electric car and took out his mobile phone: "Here it is, I'll give it to you now! Zhen Xiaoqi, are you a piggy bank?"
Zhen Xiaoqi rested on his shoulder, looked at Qiong Dafang's mobile phone interface, and smiled until his mouth was closed: "I guess it should be, otherwise why am I so happy when I see money!"
"Okay, the piggy bank, come down to buy something." Qiong generously raised the phone to let Zhen Xiaoqi see more clearly, and he transferred Xiaoqi an integer, one thousand.
"Oh, this is so bad, why are you paying the interest yourself?" Zhen Xiaoqi laughed until his eyes narrowed into a line, and there was no embarrassment on his face at all.
He jumped out of the car, grabbed the strap of his schoolbag with both hands, and jumped like a teenager.
Seeing him happy, Qiong Dafang also felt very happy in his heart, especially seeing Zhen Xiaoqi carrying that old schoolbag on his back, following his footsteps, his heart softened unbelievably. He felt that Zhen Xiaoqi must love him very much, which made him happy and sad. He told himself that he had to be better to Xiaoqi, even better.
However, before Qiong Dafang's tenderness could be expressed, she was strangled to death by Zhen Xiaoqi.
"Buy a duck, I want to drink duck soup." Qiong Dafang drooled at a fat duck in the fresh food area.
"No, I have already bought hoofs. What should I do if I can't eat so many vegetables?" Zhen Xiaoqi took Qiong Dafang's hand and told him to leave quickly. He was not allowed to buy imported mangoes or "authentic" hairy crabs.
Qiong Dafang was angry: "You can't buy this, you can't buy that, so what can you buy?"
Zhen Xiaoqi dragged him into the daily necessities area: "Paper products are discounted, we can buy more toilet paper, and if you buy more than 200, you can also draw a lottery."
Zhen Xiaoqi swept 20 packs of toilet paper and 20 cartons of paper from the shelves, filling the shopping cart.
Qiong generously saw that Zhen Xiaoqi took a mountain of paper, but did not let him buy a duck, and got angry from the bottom of his heart: "I don't want to buy toilet paper, why should I buy toilet paper? I'm not a single dog!"
Zhen Xiaoqi blushed and slapped the tissue paper in his hand on the head of this shameless man: "You're not a single dog, so why don't you wipe your butt?"
Qiong Dafang was beaten and honest, and Hem Ha Ha pushed him a shopping cart beside him. Unexpectedly, Zhen Xiaoqi returned to the fresh food area after turning around in the daily necessities area.
He stood in front of the poultry meat freezer and looked at it for a while, and Qiong couldn't help but get excited: "Are you buying ducks? Are you buying ducks?" But isn't this still buying him ducks to eat
Unexpectedly, Zhen Xiaoqi didn't take the fat duck, but took the duck skeleton with clean meat next to it, and the explosion sign next to it also wrote "special price 5 yuan" with a marker.
"Fuck!" Qiong Dafang was desperate, and he knew that he couldn't expect anything from Zhen Xiaoqi. No matter what you like about him, you won't let anyone eat even a duck! He's not a dog, what kind of bone is he chewing? !
Qiong generously turned his face to the side angrily, daring to speak out.
But when they settled the bill and filled the shopping bag, he took the initiative to go over and pick it up. Because he bought too many paper products, which took up too much volume, his hands could only be supported on both sides like wings.
Zhen Xiaoqi was still holding a small ticket to redeem the prize. Qiong generously dragged a bunch of shopping bags and followed behind. He himself was like a flapping duck now.
Zhen Xiaoqi showed the receipt at the front desk of the supermarket, and the staff took the lottery box out for him to draw. His eyes were bright, he breathed a sigh of relief in his hand, and solemnly touched it for a while before carefully pulling out a piece of paper.
"Wow!" He glanced at the piece of paper in his hand and danced with excitement, "I won! I won!"
Qiong Dafang also became excited, his heart pounding: "What? What did you win?" He leaned in nervously to look, the shopping bag he was holding slipped from the sweat on his palms.
"A bag of Omo Laundry Liquid (500ml)".
Qiong Dafang's face darkened immediately. He looked at Zhen Xiaoqi who was happily going to get the prize. He couldn't figure out why he became so mentally handicapped.
Sure enough, love makes people lose themselves.
Qiong Dafang with a dark face will have enough paper towels for next year and Zhen Xiaoqi, who smirked with a bag of laundry detergent, and transported it back to Zhen Xiaoqi's house with difficulty.
After climbing the sixth floor with shopping bags, he lay on the sofa and didn't move.
Zhen Xiaoqi went to look at Qiong Dafang after packing up, and found that he had squinted and fell asleep.
"It's like this again! I can really sleep!" Zhen Xiaoqi complained a few words, pinched Qiong Dafang's ears, and went to cook with a smile.
Boil the hooves in water, fry them with sugar, pour the rice wine and soy sauce, put the washed hooves, add water to boil, pour into the pressure cooker and simmer.
Wash the vegetables, tear off the tendons of each leaf, and fry them with the mushrooms.
Zhen Xiaoqi looked at the five-dollar duck rack, and thought of Qiong Dafang's face that he wanted to eat but couldn't, and laughed alone.
While he was happy, he chopped the duck frame into pieces, washed it and drained the water, poured it into a frying pan, and fried it. Cut the white radishes into pieces and cook until the radishes are so tender that the chopsticks will pierce them.
When Qiong Dafang woke up, he saw that the tableware had already been placed on the table.
The hooves with crispy skin and rotten meat, thick oily red sauce; stir-fried mushrooms with green vegetables, green and tender; even the duck frame soup is milky white.
Zhen Xiaoqi came out with rice, and was about to call him when he saw that he was already sitting at the table, raising his chopsticks to eat.
"It's really time to wake up, you just pretended to be asleep, right?" Zhen Xiaoqi complained a few words, then looked at Qiong Dafang's expression with his chopsticks.
Qiong took a sip of the soup generously and looked at him in disbelief: "Is this really made by duck racks?"
Zhen Xiaoqi was very proud: "Of course, this is made of five-dollar duck racks, isn't it delicious?"
Qiong Dafang took a big sip: "Xian, really fresh!"
"It's cheap and delicious." He was convinced, "Wife, you are amazing."
"Old, old, old what a wife!" Zhen Xiaoqi was shocked and ashamed, and he couldn't say anything.
Although the two have confessed to each other, in fact, they still get along as before these days. Qiong Dafang suddenly called him that, and he couldn't adapt to it for a while.
Qiong grabbed the rice generously and said naturally: "Of course you are my wife, you have already kissed."
He raised his eyes and looked at Zhen Xiaoqi quickly and swallowed his mouth full of food: "Of course, if you don't like it, I can also call my husband."
"Husband?" Zhen Xiaoqi's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, frightened.
He never thought that when Qiong Dafang was so exciting, he was a straight man before, right? Is it... right
Zhen Xiaoqi was so terrified that he didn't see it. Qiong Dafang, who seemed to be calm, also shook his other hand under the table.
Qiong Dafang slowly took a green vegetable, and said very slowly: "Wife, I want to move here."
"Why?" One shock after another, Zhen Xiaoqi felt that today's Qiong Dafang might have made a good plan to scare him to death.
"The rent is expensive." Qiong generously gave a particularly good reason, "I rent a house for 2,000 yuan by myself, don't you think it's too wasteful?"
"Two thousand?" Zhen Xiaoqi calmed down immediately, his hands stopped shaking, his face was not red, and his voice stopped shaking, "Move, move now! You will move tomorrow. I'll talk to your landlord, see this Can the rest of the month's rent be refunded?"
"Oh." Joan agreed generously and very well-behaved.