Lin an looked down at the fish in his hand and thought for a moment. It seemed that it was indeed. After all, if his expensive car was full of fishy smell for such a fish, it would not be worth the loss.
"Who told you to drive that car?" Lin Anxian said such a sentence, and then turned to ask the fish aunt: "aunt, can you give me another bag?"
The fish seller's aunt was very cheerful. She pulled several bags and handed them to her: "here you are. I see the young man next to you is very expensive and clean. How did he come to the vegetable market to buy vegetables?"
Lin an smiles: "I forced him to come."
They strolled around the food market again, bought some other dishes, and then went back home.
But after returning home, Lin an was worried about so many dishes she bought. To be honest, she bought them, but she really couldn't cook them.
If it's normal, it's time to practice. But after all, it's new year's Eve. Don't screw it up.
Ji Chengyan leaned against the door frame of the kitchen to see her, waiting for a good play.
Lin an turned to look at him: "don't look, help me to choose vegetables."
Ji Cheng Yan once thought he had heard wrong and asked again, "what did you say?"
"I said you would help me choose the dishes." Lin an an said definitely.
Jicheng Yanchang is so big that he can't touch yangchunshui. It can't be said that he is male chauvinist. Even his mother has never cooked a meal for him. His snacks are all cooked by domestic servants.
What's more, he has been spoiled since childhood. Where has he ever done such a thing?
"I will not." Jicheng is strict and honest.
"There's nothing wrong. I'll teach you." Lin An'an walked over and pulled him over. Then they sat on the small bench together and began to pick up a bunch of vegetables on the ground: "look at this kind of vegetables, just break off its roots, and then pick it down again if the leaves are not good."
"Why don't you buy the direct choice?" Ji Cheng asked Yan.
"That's expensive." Lin an an naturally said, it seems that there is nothing wrong.
“……” Ji Chengyan really wants to break off her head to see what's inside.
Mingming has been out of the orphanage for so many years, but he still talks about lack of money.
Two people, you say a word, I say a word, sitting under the kitchen light, slowly choose vegetables, time is long, years is quiet.
Ji Chengyan looks at her warm expression under the light. Her heart is like being injected with warm water, and her whole heart is warm.
He has never had these festivals since he lived apart from his parents. At the beginning, his parents would call him to go home on New Year's day. Later, when he refused more, his parents would not call again.
Every Spring Festival, he is a person sitting in this lonely villa, watching movies. All the excitement outside has nothing to do with him.
So today, he used to turn on the TV, looking for his favorite movie, but he didn't expect to be dragged outside by her to buy vegetables. Now sitting in the kitchen with her to choose dishes, it really has some warmth in the plain life.
He also suddenly felt that these festivals are really meaningful.
In the end, the meal was finished by Lin an an while she was on a video phone with aunt Zhou, so in the end, although it was not as delicious as aunt Zhou's own cooking, it was quite good.