Chapter 839

Is there a morning market here? Su Mian doesn't even know.

Following Wei Zhenhui's line of sight, Su Mian tilted her head. Sure enough, she saw a very humble alley on the left side of the road.

"I've been here twice before."

"Was it when he was injured?" he was so close to the General Hospital of the military region, and Wei Zhenhui didn't look like a person who would run around because of food.

"HMM." Wei Zhenhui's thin lips reminded him. He knew Su Mian would ask this.

"I eat everywhere when I'm hurt." Su Mian complains discontentedly. Wei Zhenhui holds her hand. He walks with great strides, and Su Mian follows suit. After several steps, I found that although my daughter-in-law had long legs, she was still a little worse than him.

When she caught up, she slowed down.

Su Mian doesn't eat goods. She has lived for two generations. She thinks the best food is the food cooked by he Qin. Other delicacies in the world are the same in her eyes.

However, it's the first time to go to the morning market with Wei Zhenhui.

Soon they reached the corner of the alley.

Su Mian stood on tiptoe and looked inside. The alley was very narrow but deep. The heat curled up with cooking smoke. She immediately felt a warmth coming to her face.

There were so many delicious snacks that Su Mian, who was not interested, suddenly brightened up and unconsciously swallowed her saliva.

"Go." Wei Zhenhui took Su Mian and rushed into the crowd, "what do you want to eat?"

Su Mian saw the steaming snacks on both sides and suddenly had a big appetite. Can she say she wanted to eat them all?

"I know you like fried cakes!" Su Mian knew this in her previous life.

Wei Zhenhui didn't deny that he really liked to eat, "what about you?"

Su Mian just wanted to say, when she heard the candied haws selling nearby, "I want to eat that!" Su Mian broke away from Wei Zhenhui.

Sugar gourd is crystal clear. "I want that and this." Su Mian wants a string of hawthorn and jujube.

We all know that Hawthorn made of sugar gourd is delicious, but we don't know that jujube made of sugar gourd is more delicious.

Su Mian took the two strings in her hand. "Which do you want to eat?"

Wei Zhenhui frowned and looked around. His throat began to take sour water. Can he not eat it?

I know men don't like to eat.

Hum!

Su Mian was not polite. She first bit a hawthorn. It was sour and sweet, just like the taste in her memory. In her previous life, she had bad teeth and wanted to eat sugar gourd. She could only barely eat one when she bought it.

She's going to be addicted this time.

"It's really delicious. Do you want to taste it? It's not sour! Look at me, one at a time!" the girl narrowed her eyes with joy. "If you don't eat jujubes again, it's really not sour!"

Su Mian raised her left hand to Wei Zhenhui's lips, but Wei Zhenhui grabbed her right hand, next to the one she had just eaten, and then bit off one.

"How's it going?" Su Mian puffed her cheeks and held one in her mouth. She spoke a little hard.

Wei Zhenhui chewed two mouthfuls, really sour and sweet, completely within the acceptable range. When he was a child, he ate boiled hawthorn and vomited, so later all Hawthorn stayed away.

The eyebrow angle then stretched, then pulled the girl's hand and bit another one.

Su Mian looked at the sugar gourd with only one left and immediately bit it off and put it in his mouth.

Then he looked at someone proudly, "the last one belongs to me!"

Before the words fell, someone leaned over and clasped them in his arms, and then knocked open the woman's shell teeth, "not necessarily!" his long tongue went straight into Su Mian's mouth. At the moment of Su Mian's consternation, he rolled away half of Su Mian's mouth, "one person and half is fair."

Su Mian was angry and annoyed, and hurriedly pushed him away, "there are so many people, you..."

"Delicious!" Wei Zhenhui ignored the little woman's fried hair and pulled her forward.