On the way back, Liang qiange looked out of the window at the scenery passing by, and his expression was still a little dull.
Until her fingers were touched, she turned her head and saw that thin Xiushen was looking at her with her head tilted, holding her small hand.
Liang qiange pursed his lips, put his hand back on the steering wheel, pushed his face, pushed his face to the front, and said, "drive well, be careful of one corpse and two lives."
Thin repair heavy eyebrow a frown: "do not say unlucky words."
Liang qiange shut up and continued to stare out of the window.
After returning home, Liang qiange went back to her room. When she woke up, she found Bo Xiushen was also in the room.
She sat up with her body up and saw that the man was looking at the mobile phone. When she woke up, she immediately put down her mobile phone and came to help her pull the pillow so that she could lean on the pillow.
Liang qiange opened his mouth and wanted to talk, but he didn't open his mouth. Thin Xiushen had already touched her hair and asked with concern, "are you thirsty? Do you want water? "
Liang qiange frowned at him.
"You're not hungry? There's porridge in the pot. Shall I serve it for you
Liang qiange breathed his breath and rubbed his forehead.
Bo Xiushen immediately became nervous: "uncomfortable? Let me see. " Said, he sat down to the bedside, finger pressed to her temple position, gently help her massage.
Liang qiange pushed his hand away and said with a complicated face: "I am pregnant, not ill."
Thin Xiushen fixed eyes at her, pursed his lips, expression a little aggrieved.
Liang qiange strongly suspected that he was pretending to be pitiful. She turned her face and looked at the direction of the door and asked, "how did you get in?"
Thin and deep, silent.
Liang qiange squinted at him and said, "hmm?"
Bo Xiushen then said, "spare key."
"Ha, I forgot to have a spare key at home. You think you're smart, don't you?"
Thin Xiushen pursed his lower lip, stood up from the bedside, went to the sofa, picked up the mobile phone and walked outside the door.
"Cough." Liang qiange coughed.
Bo Xiushen immediately stopped and turned to look at her.
Liang qiange opens his hand and hooks his fingers.
As soon as Bo Xiushen's eyes lit up, he immediately went over and held her hand.
Liang qiange took his hand back and said heartlessly, "the key."
Thin Xiushen was gloomy again. He took the key out of his trouser pocket and handed it to her.
Liang qiange confiscates the key and watches Bo Xiu sink out. After all the doors are closed, one of them can't help it. He sniffs and laughs.
After laughing, she immediately covered her mouth for fear that people outside would hear her. Then she snorted, lifted the quilt and went on to sleep. Only this time, the corners of her mouth kept smiling.
At six o'clock in the evening, after dinner, Liang qiange went out for a walk.
After changing his shoes, Liang Xiaoyi looked at Uncle Bo, who was holding a mask. He suddenly stood up and said, "Mom, grandma Mei said that there are some spices to run out. Let's go to the supermarket and buy some."
Aunt Mei, who had just washed the dishes, was stunned and said, "the seasoning is still..."
Liang Xiaoyi immediately looked at her grandmother and gave her a wild wink.
After receiving the signal, Aunt Mei quickly changed her mouth: "the seasoning is running out, and the oil is running out. I planned to buy it today, but it's too heavy to carry. I wanted to ask my son to come over and ask him to carry it for me in two days."
Liang qiange put on his mask and put his hands in his pocket. He didn't care and said, "it's OK. I'll buy it back later. What's missing?"
Aunt Mei gave several names.
Liang qiange frowned, adding up a little more, she may not move.
Liang Xiaoyi said in a hurry, "it's OK. There's uncle Bo anyway."
Liang qiange looked back at his thin eyes, and then turned back to open the door. He said coolly, "there are delivery personnel in the supermarket. If you increase the delivery fee, you can help to bring it back."
Liang Xiaoyi grabbed the corner of her mother's coat and said, "the delivery staff still have to spend money, but dad doesn't spend money."
Liang qiange bowed his head and pulled the tip of his son's nose and said, "I like your father so much, you can go with him."
Liang Xiaoyi immediately rushed to her mother's waist, raised her head and said, "I still like my mother."
"Hum." Liang qiange pressed the elevator and didn't care about this picky little thing.
There are two supermarkets in the community. One is bigger and the other is smaller. Liang qiange goes to the bigger one. Only that one has the seasoning brand named by Aunt Mei.
Many people went to the supermarket in the evening, and Liang Xiaoyi also clamored to eat potato chips.
Liang qiange pushed the car to the snack area. She did not allow Liang Xiaoyi to eat too many unhealthy snacks. She chose a few bags and was about to leave.
As a result, the cart had just passed the corner when it ran into the car of a young couple.
Bo Xiushen always walked behind Liang qiange. Seeing this, he immediately protected Liang qiange's body with one hand and supported the cart with the other. He didn't let the cart handle hit by Guan Li touch Liang qiange's stomach."Mom." Liang Xiaoyi immediately called out.
The opposite couple quickly pulled out the cart and apologized: "sorry, I'm really sorry."
"It's OK." Liang qiange shook his head, touched his son's hair and said, "let's go."
In fact, it was a small collision. It was inevitable that the road in the middle of the supermarket shelf was narrow, there were collisions and traffic jams. The couple gave them way first, but Liang qiange didn't see thin repair and let go until they left.
She turned her head and gave him an unhappy look.
Bo Xiushen, however, laughed and said in a low voice, "there are many people. Be careful."
Liang qiange thinks that he is faking public affairs for private interests.
The little couple were still talking behind, as if they were complaining to each other.
"It's all your fault that you don't look at the road. There are still children who almost hit them."
The boy said, "don't you want mustard chips, I'm looking for it for you."
"But the child just now is so cute and beautiful, just like a child star. Well, it seems that he is really a child star? Why do I think he's a little familiar? "
"You see, everyone is familiar. You have found the mustard flavor you want."
The little couple's voice is getting farther and farther away. Liang qiange suddenly looks down at Liang Xiaoyi.
Liang Xiaoyi looked back at her mother when she saw her mother.
"Next time, put on your mask, too." Liang qiange stares at his son's more and more attractive face and thinks about it.
Liang Xiaoyi also knows that he is well-known on the Internet. Before that, he, uncle Bo and his mother's photos had been posted on Weibo. However, it has been a long time since he said, "I don't wear them."
Liang qiange asked, "why?"
"It's too big," he said, puffing his cheeks
Liang qiange said, "there are masks for children." She rubbed her son's head, and did not mention that he should wear a mask. She continued to lead him forward. At the same time, she pushed aside the thin and heavy, so that he was not allowed to hold him. If she did not stare for a while, the man would hold more and more tightly, which was particularly insidious.
When he came to the seasoning area, Liang Xiaoyi suddenly called forward: "grandma Zhang."
They knocked down grandma Zhang of the neighborhood committee again.
Grandma Zhang was taking soy sauce. She looked up at her husband and wife who were wearing masks in the evening. When she thought of the last Wulong, she felt a little embarrassed. She looked at Bo Xiushen and said, "the young man came out with his wife again. That's right. Let's go together, so that other people won't misunderstand."
She still refused to admit that she had made a mistake. She firmly attributed the mistake she had made to Bo Xiushen's appearance of being too sneaky.