Because Song Yingwan didn't say what he wanted to eat, he thanked her and bought a variety of breakfast items. The portions were not too large, but they were enough to satisfy two people.
When she came back, Song Yingwan had already gotten up and was cleaning the room. The sheets she had just changed yesterday had to be washed again. She thought to herself that she would have to buy two more sheets in the future, otherwise they might not be enough to replace them.
Ever since the two of them had their first meeting, Xie Xi was like an addict, and there would always be a fight every three days.
However, he would still take her feelings into consideration every time, so Song Yingwan didn't find it unacceptable, but every time he pestered her tightly, it was really tiring.
Thinking of this, her cheeks were slightly red and her skin was white and rosy, as if she had applied good rouge.
Hearing the noise coming from outside, Song Yingwan quickly calmed down her thoughts, patted her face, and after adjusting her expression, she walked out.
He looked calm and said, "What did you buy?"
Xie Ci was taking chopsticks and bowls from the kitchen and putting the breakfast he bought inside. He bought a bowl of soy juice and soy milk, and the rest was steamed buns, fried dough sticks and the like.
He heard the words and said, "Buy some of them. You can try them later and see which one you like."
Song Yingwan nodded and helped him put the bowls and chopsticks away. She could still distinguish the soy milk clearly. Looking at another bowl of slightly darker liquid, she asked curiously, "Is this soy milk?"
Xie Ci raised his eyes and looked over, "Have you drank?"
Song Yingwan shook her head, "I've heard of it, but it doesn't seem to taste very good."
Xie Ci chuckled, "The taste is a bit strange, but it's okay once you get used to it."
I had never seen Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xue drink this before when they were at their house. She asked, "Do you like drinking this?"
Xie Ci reached out and handed her a pair of chopsticks and said, "It's not about whether you like it or not. I'm not very picky about food."
Song Yingwan nodded with a smile in her eyes. This person was indeed not very picky about food. When the two of them were together, he would mostly accommodate her. No matter what she did, Xie Ci would always be satisfied with her food.
Xie Ci picked up the bowl of bean juice and asked, "Would you like a taste?"
Song Yingwan thought for a while, then leaned over and took a sip from his hand. She said it was just one mouthful, but the next second her whole face wrinkled up. There was a strange smell in the sourness and a slight bitter taste. It was quite mellow, so she still swallowed it.
Xie Ci was not surprised by her expression and said with a smile, "Would you like to try it again?"
Song Yingwan silently picked up the bowl of soy milk and said, "I'd better drink this."
After thanking him, he said seriously, "It doesn't matter, just try it a few more times."
Song Yingwan said nothing, complaining in her heart that she never wanted to drink again.
It was already not too early for the two of them to have breakfast, and naturally they weren't hungry at lunch time, so they waited until almost one o'clock to eat their lunch meal.
After lunch, the two pushed the cart to a nearby department store. They only rode the larger one, with Song Yingwan sitting in the back seat.
As expected of the capital of the country, the department store is three stories high, and the items inside are also very complete, from three large items to needles, threads and screws, all can be purchased in this building.
Song Yingwan and Xie Ci walked around and selected some daily necessities, including a hot water bottle, an enamel basin and soap, and bought two sheets.
After finishing shopping, Song Yingwan was a little tired from shopping, so she simply went home.
On the way, the two of them also stopped by the post office and called Zhang Ru to tell them about the situation so as not to worry them there.
It was almost pastry time when I got home, and I had just packed up the things I bought in the afternoon when there was a sound of a horn outside the door, followed by the sound of a wooden board being knocked.
This place is not like Liujia Village, where most households close the outside door. Song Yingwan is also used to this. In fact, the door is still some distance away from the house. If the door is left open, someone may not know when someone comes in, and there is no guarantee of safety. Assure.
Xie Ci walked over first and said quietly, "I'll open the door."
Song Yingwan was sitting in the yard when she heard the conversation, which seemed a little familiar. She didn't recognize it until Xie Ci came in with someone.
He Lin said in a nonchalant tone, "Brothers and sisters, good evening."
Song Yingwan thought this man's words were quite funny, so he smiled and replied, "Good evening."
He stood still and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here now?"
He Lin was a little dissatisfied when he heard this and snorted, "If I hadn't asked Grandma Xie, I wouldn't have known you had moved here. You are so uninteresting."
The corner of his mouth raised in thanks, "Didn't you find it yourself?"
He Lin frowned, "Can this be the same!"
Then he raised his chin and said lazily, "I don't care, you two have to reward me well today."
He raised a smile and said, "Sister-in-law, I brought the roast duck from Fujulou today to give you something to eat."
Song Yingwan curled up the corners of her lips, with an unstoppable smile on her face, "Okay, I'll go cook later."
He Lin was satisfied, "The younger siblings can still do things."
Xie Ci glanced at him lightly and said without emotion, "Look at your future."
He Lin smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, I even stole two bottles of good wine from my dad. We won't go home until we get drunk tonight."
He thanked me and pulled his lower lip, and sneered, "You drove here and you don't want to come back without getting drunk? Just go back after eating."
He Lin's smile froze, how could he forget this?
Xie Ci could tell what he was thinking by looking at his expression, and he didn't bother to look at him. After so many years, he still looked like he was not using his brain enough.
Song Yingwan looked at the time and saw that it was time to cook.
Fortunately, I bought a lot of food yesterday, so it shouldn't be a problem to get a table together.
She said softly with an eyebrow, "You guys talk first, and I'll go cook first."
Thank you and turned around, "I'll be with you."
Song Yingwan quickly stopped her, "No, I can do it myself." We can't leave our guests alone here.
Xie Ci seemed to be aware of her thoughts, and said calmly, "You don't have to worry about him, this person never sees anyone outside."
He Lin also smiled and said, "Yes, sister-in-law, you can do whatever you want to say thank you, I have no objection at all."
Although she knew that the two of them had a good relationship, Song Yingwan still insisted, "It's really not necessary. You can just sit here in peace."
Hearing her say this, he didn't insist on thanking him anymore.
When they got to the kitchen, Song Yingwan took a quick look and quickly decided on the menu. Soybean pig's trotters, tomato and potato stewed beef brisket, green pepper shredded pork, stir-fried vegetables, loofah egg soup, plus the roast duck that He Lin brought over. Each dish Don’t plan on making too many dishes, otherwise you will easily accumulate food at night.
After deciding what to cook, the next step is to prepare the dishes.
Song Yingwan is very proficient in knife skills. Cutting vegetables is not difficult for her, and it does not require high skills for her family to eat, as long as it is almost passable.
