Chapter 1102

After a bit of grooming, Yin Qiqi suddenly remembered that he hadn't gone shopping since he came to the county. Anyway, it's boring today. Why don't you just go out and have a good time, or you can have a look at the local customs here.

Making up his mind, Yin Qiqi looked at Song Wenqing expectantly and said, "anyway, we're waiting and waiting. Why don't we go out to play today? I'm so big. This is my first time to go abroad. I'm sorry I don't play around. "

seeing that Yin Qiqi was looking at him like a little daughter, song Wenqing's eyes flashed hope, but he could not say what he refused, so he nodded," OK, where are you going? "

Hearing the affirmative answer, Yin Qiqi's joy immediately overflowed and said, "shopping."

Song Wenqing's face was stiff for a moment. He would have refused to let her go if he knew it was shopping. He was not keen on shopping. Is it too late to repent?

Yin Qiqi, who was in a hurry to clean up, seemed to have heard what song Wenqing said in his heart, and quickly said, "what he said is water poured out, but we can't go back. Let's go."

Hearing this, song Wenqing said helplessly, "but we haven't had breakfast yet."

Yan Qiqi rolled his eyes and said, "of course, you're going out to eat. Are you afraid you don't have anything to eat when you get to the street?"

Song Wenqing couldn't help but feel his nose, some helpless.

The two said to Mrs. Qian and went out of the money house. They were walking on the street in the early morning. The people who had not come out to play on the street were either carrying baskets or carrying baskets. They should be the people who came out to set up stalls.

Yin Qiqi recalled what people are doing at this time in modern times, which should be crowded with buses and subways, and crowded on the way to work.

There are certainly not so many people here, but we can also feel that no matter in which era, people struggle for life.

Yin Qiqi was wandering aimlessly in the street, while song Wenqing was acting as a piece of wood, just follow him, and he didn't complain or express his opinions, which was obviously lack of interest.

They went to a wonton vendor. The vendor was a dry looking old man. Yin Qiqi stopped in front of the stall.

As soon as the old man saw the guests, he said with a smile, "little girl, come to me and eat a bowl of wonton. The hot wonton is cooked and wrapped now, but it's delicious. It's not my boast. The wonton in a few miles is the best in my family, and it's also the most authentic. I'm sure you'll think twice after eating it." He looked up at Song Wenqing next to her again. He couldn't help shaking his mind. Then he said, "Oh, I'm afraid I want to call my wife?"

Yan Qiqi's expression was stiff for a moment, only felt the burning sight from his side, but he didn't dare to look up, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart, where did the wood and I look like a couple? The old man is really old, and his eyes are hard to use.

Yin Qiqi was about to retort, but song Wenqing said with a smile, "in that case, then Madam, let's have breakfast here. I'm just hungry for my husband, so I'll cook two bowls. "

On hearing this, Yin Qiqi stared at Song Wenqing, who had come to the table beside the stall and sat down. He wanted to poke holes in him. If his eyes could kill people, song Wenqing would have died thousands of times.

Yin Qiqi and song Wenqing should be the first business of the old man. The old man immediately said with a smile, "OK, two bowls of wonton. Please sit down and wait for a while. Chaos will come soon."

However, Yin Qiqi had to sit down with him.

After sitting down, Yin Qiqi approached song Wenqing and said in a low voice, "why didn't you explain just now?"

Song Wenqing pretended not to understand, looked up at her, "explain what?"

Yin Qiqi was angry, his eyes twinkled slightly, and said, "explain that we are not husband and wife!"

Song Wenqing's eyes also become more and more deep, and then solemnly said, "don't you forget that we are husband and wife now, or we should be more cautious. After all, there are walls everywhere, but don't fall short at the critical moment, then all we have done is in vain."

When Yin Qiqi saw that what he said was reasonable, he didn't pay any attention to him. Anyway, it was just a title. It didn't matter at all.

The old man brought two bowls of clean water, looked at them and said with a smile, "madam, your husband is really considerate. He accompanies you out for breakfast in the morning. There are not many good men like this these days. You are really lucky!"

On hearing this, Yin Qiqi was not happy. Why can't he accompany song Wenqing to dinner? Why didn't song Wenqing be lucky to find my beautiful and considerate wife?

Yin Qiqi couldn't help complaining in his heart, but then he suddenly laughed. He was really not a good match. He was not a beauty match, and the word virtuous and virtuous seemed to have nothing to do with him. The only medical skill that could hold hands seemed not to meet the criteria of choosing a wife in this era. On the contrary, it was a kind of public appearance that many people couldn't accept.

Song Wenqing looked at Yin Qiqi, who was obviously not right, and asked, "what's the matter with you? Are you happy to find my excellent husband?"Yan Qiqi rolled his eyes and said, "why didn't I find you so narcissistic before? I thought you were a very cold person, destroying your image

Soon, the old man brought two bowls of hot wonton and said with a smile, "the hot chaos is coming. Please enjoy it.

Yin Qiqi came to smell it, a little surprise in his eyes, sighed and said, "it's really fragrant, it's delicious to smell it." With that, he picked up a wonton and gave it to his mouth after two puffs. As he ate it, he said, "Oh, it's really delicious."

Song Wenqing looked at Yin Qiqi and said with a smile, "you eat slowly, be careful to scald your mouth, the chaos just on it is very hot."

Yin Qiqi didn't care about so much, and she didn't know if it was because she was really hungry. She just felt that chaos was really delicious, eating one by one, and soon finished a bowl of wonton. There was no image at all.

On the other hand, song Wenqing's food was very elegant, and he didn't touch a drop of water. Seeing him eating was like seeing a scenery.

Yin Qiqi turned his lips with disdain, and cried out in high spirits, "uncle, could you please give me another bowl of wonton?"

Song Wenqing had no choice but to smile.