In fact, before perceiving Xia Libing, Xiang Kun had already noticed that there were still a few people he knew in the supermarket, some of whom were friends who had met a few times before, some were neighbors who nodded when they met in the same community, and two former middle school classmates.

However, Xiang Kun did not take the initiative to say hello, first, he didn't take care of his face, so there was no need to run to others to brush his sense of existence; second, he has changed so much now, even if he looks at him, people may not be able to recognize him, and he has to explain for a long time, and he has to greet for a while, which is equivalent to delaying the time of the two parties; third, unless he has to, he doesn't want to go home this time to do too much social activities. During the time I came back, I still wanted to spend more time with my parents, and the rest of the time I could explore the "super sensory state", deduce the derivative abilities of various contact items, and...... Cook five meals for Lao Xia.

Originally, the two middle school classmates had already finished the bill and walked out of the supermarket, while Xiang Kun and Xia Libing were still shopping, and they would not meet them under normal circumstances.

But Xiang Kun didn't plan to greet those people he knew, and when his multiple senses "subconsciously" collected various information, he would still pay attention to the location of these people and their conditions.

And the two middle school classmates, who were already husband and wife, quarreled when they finished checking out the bill and walked out of the supermarket, not noticing that the son, who was originally led by their side, walked to the side with a small ball, and unconsciously walked to the side of the road, and there was a tendency to continue walking towards the center of the road.

Xiang Kun didn't see this scene directly, when the child walked on the road, he and Lao Xia pushed the trolley to go to the queue to check out, from their position, they couldn't see the outside situation through the door of the supermarket.

But he still basically judged this situation through a variety of perceptual information in the surrounding area, especially sounds.

Xiang Kun hesitated for a moment, because there was relatively little intuitive visual information outside the supermarket and on the road, so he could not accurately deduce the traffic flow for the time being, so as to judge the danger of the child walking on the road.

Xiang Kun didn't regard himself as a superhero, nor did he regard helping others as his responsibility and obligation, but just like when he saw the murderer who hurt the young couple with a knife downstairs in the rented house, just like when he saw the wanted criminal who robbed and killed on the road, just like when he found that there was a trafficker in the car in front of him after an accidental rear-end collision, he shot if he could if he could and there was no harm to himself.

Otherwise, if something happens to that child, although others or himself may not blame themselves for it, there will always be occasional thoughts of "what if" in the future.

After weighing it, Xiang Kun felt that the only possible impact of his current move was that it would make Lao Xia, who was with him, notice the abnormality.

This influence belongs to what he can accept-Lao Xia has noticed enough abnormalities, not worse than this one.

So after Xiang Kun handed over the trolley to Lao Xia, he walked out of the supermarket quickly, he seemed to weigh and calculate a lot of factors, but in fact, the time used was less than half a second, after walking out of the door, I saw the two old classmates who were arguing, and the location was just blocked by a car parked on the side of the road, and I didn't see their son standing in the middle of the road with a ball, and on the opposite side of the road, there was a grass, and farther away was a small park, and many children were taken by their parents to play with balls.

Xiang Kun rushed over quickly, picked up the child and walked back.

Before he rushed into the road, a van had stopped a few meters in front of the child, and the driver was about to open the door to get down.

Farther away, a father who was holding his child saw this scene, raised his hand to stop the car behind him, and walked towards the child's location.

According to Xiang Kun's calculations, even if he doesn't come out, the child will be safe and sound with the help of others.

Xiang Kun nodded to the van driver and the father who was holding the child, and then carried the child back to the side of the road, where he had just stopped arguing and found that the child was not with his parents.

"If you want to quarrel, take care of the children first, the children are almost running to the middle of the road, and they are still arguing. Xiang Kun handed over the child to his mother to hold, and naturally muttered two sentences.

The child's father was also very afraid, and blamed himself again and again: "Yes, yes, it's my fault, blame me, blame me, I shouldn't lose my temper." ”

The mother who hugged the child tightly also whispered: "I should have held my son, it's my fault......" said and thanked Xiang Kun: "Thank you so much." ”

Xiang Kun smiled: "Xiao Jie, Wei Zhuo, you didn't recognize me, I'm Xiang Kun." ”

It's normal for them to not recognize Xiang Kun now, after all, he has changed so much that he didn't even recognize his mother for the first time, but it's impossible for Xiang Kun to not recognize them, because they only met during the Spring Festival last year, and they basically haven't changed.

And, in a few days, they will definitely see each other again.

As early as more than half a month ago, Xiang Kun received a call from a classmate who had a good relationship in middle school, inviting him to attend a wedding during the Spring Festival.

That classmate used to be a table mate with him for two semesters, and he had a good relationship, and he would meet every year when he came back from vacation, and he was in Thorn Tong when he had a wedding, so even if he didn't want to participate in social activities, it was impossible not to go.

When the time comes, Wei Zhuo and Xiao Jie will definitely be there, and they will naturally see him.

"Which Xiang Kun ......" Wei Zhuo said subconsciously, and then matched Xiang Kun's facial features with the facial features of the old classmate in his impression, and said in surprise: "! Xiang Kun!"

The three of them stood at the door of the supermarket and didn't talk a few words, and the couple suddenly found a tall and beautiful girl, who was pushing a trolley and looking at them from a distance, which was a little strange.

Xiang Kun found that the two classmates had noticed Lao Xia, so he beckoned Lao Xia to come over and introduced: "This is my friend, who just bought something together in the supermarket." ”

After a few brief pleasantries, the two sides said goodbye and parted.

Wei Zhuo and his wife took their children to the parking lot to drive, and after Xiang Kun and Xia Libing returned the trolley, they carried a few bags and went to the side of the road to take a taxi.

"I'm sorry to leave you alone to settle the bill. How much, I'll transfer it to you. Xiang Kun turned his head sideways and said to Lao Xia, who was standing side by side with him.

"No, I'll treat you to two meals. Xia Libing said simply.

"That's right...... Yes. But two meals are too little, so many ingredients, let's be three. ”

"Just two. Xia Libing said firmly.

"Okay, two, just two, that's three more. Xiang Kun immediately realized that although Lao Xia nominally owed him five meals and wanted to "invite" him five meals, according to Lao Xia and his agreement, the actual operation was actually that he "cooked" five meals for Lao Xia.

That's really ...... You treat, I'll cook.

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, there are still many people like Xiang Kun and Xia Libing who come out to buy things, so it is difficult to call a taxi, and the car on the APP is also not easy to call, but the bus does not seem to have many people, Xiang Kun and Xia Libing moved a few steps directly and got on a bus.

When they got in the car, there happened to be an empty seat, so Xiang Kun asked Lao Xia to sit over, and then piled all the plastic bags at her feet, and pulled the handrails to protect the plastic bags.

Xia Libing also helped to hold the plastic bags carefully with his two feet, after all, they contained some ingredients for noon, night, and a certain meal in the future......

After the bus started, Xiang Kun couldn't help but feel a little in a trance, such a scene is a bit familiar?

Then he immediately thought that the last time he went back to Thorn Tong and took Lao Xia to buy vegetables, the two of them also took the bus together.

The mobile phone in Lao Xia's pocket vibrate, and Xiang Kun also subconsciously looked over and saw that on the screen of the mobile phone that Lao Xia picked up, it was Yang Zhen'er's avatar.

At this time, Yang Zhen'er sent a video request, and Xia Libing naturally guessed what the purpose of this cousin was-she must be eating something delicious, and deliberately wanted to slander her.

Most of the time, Xia Libing cruelly refused his cousin's show-off and didn't connect to the video.

But this time, Xia Libing accepted it.

Sure enough, after Yang Zhen'er's face appeared on the screen, the next moment, it became a table of steaming dishes, and then Yang Zhen'er's crisp voice sounded outside the screen:

"My dear sister! Look at this table full of dishes, how delicious, how delicious! Look at this braised pig's trotters, this full of collagen, um~~ It's so fragrant! Just looking at it makes your mouth water! This is Nana's mother's own handmade, thirty years of cooking skills, I don't think it will be much worse than the crispy pork knuckle made by the chef! My dear sister, who told you to refuse to come back to accompany me during the Spring Festival, now I regret it?"

From the picture, it can be seen that in addition to Yang Zhen'er, there are also Tang Baona who is covering her mouth and smiling, Tang Baona's sister Baoting, quasi-brother-in-law Gao Yao, and Nana's father. Obviously, the foodie Zhen'er ran to Tang Baona's house at noon in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve to eat.

Xia Libing didn't reply, just reversed the phone, let the camera point at the plastic bags at his feet, and then pointed his finger at the plastic bags, introducing: "Pig trotters, pork ribs, pig ears, nine shrimps, chicken thighs, beef ......"

After "ordering the soldiers" for the ingredients, Xia Libing moved the camera up again, and said to Xiang Kun, who was standing on the side with a handrail: "Chef." ”

Xiang Kun showed a bright smile very cooperatively, beckoned, and said hello.

At this time, in the Tang family's restaurant, Yang Zhen'er, who had finished the video with Xia Libing, looked at her mobile phone, then looked at Tang Baona next to her, and said with a wry smile: "I thought that only I would be cheeky to go to other people's houses to eat in the Chinese New Year's Eve, but I didn't expect Lao Xia to run to the chef's house to rub rice? Hey, the chicken soup in the bowl suddenly didn't smell so fragrant......"

Tang's mother, who was coming out of the kitchen with a pot of vegetables, wondered: "Zhen'er, isn't the chicken soup delicious? Is it that I put too little salt and it is too light? Oh, the taste of our Nana is too light, I am used to it......

Yang Zhen'er hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no, Auntie, the chicken soup you made is so delicious! I mean...... Nana's perfume smell is too strong, but no matter how heavy it is, it can't cover the smell of the chicken soup you made!"

"Poof...... Ahem!" Gao Yao, who was drinking soup with his head down, heard this and was choked, and the soup flowed out of his nose.

Bao Ting next to her helplessly pulled out a tissue and handed it over.

Father Tang looked at his daughter who was arguing with Yang Zhen'er with a smile, and said, "I heard Baoting say before, you have a friend who cooks very deliciously, isn't it the 'Chef Xiang' that Zhen'er just said?"

"Yes, it's Chef Xiang, he cooks really well...... Yang Zhen'er said, and smiled at Tang's mother: "Of course, it's still so bad compared to Auntie! The chicken soup made by Auntie is really delicious!"

Mother Tang smiled and shook her head: "This is my skill in making home-cooked food, and I can't compare with the chef." ”

Tang Baona smiled: "Zhen'er, you are really a little sycophant!"

Gao Yao, who had just finished wiping his nose with a tissue, also nodded and said: "The dishes made by Xiang Kun are really delicious, especially the rabbit meat, the handling of ingredients, the grasp of the heat, and the seasoning are all a must, and they will not be worse than the chefs of those high-end restaurants outside." ”

Tang's father and Tang's mother all know that this prospective son-in-law is a "sincere person", and if he evaluates Xiang Kun's dishes so seriously, it proves that Xiang Kun's dishes are indeed quite delicious.

Father Tang squinted his eyes and smiled: "I'm also curious about what I said, and I hope to eat the dishes made by that 'Chef Xiang' if I have the chance!"

Tang Baona said with a smile: "Okay, after the Spring Festival, when Xiang Kun comes back, I will invite him to come to the house as a guest, and let him cook a few dishes by the way and show his hand." By the way, Dad, do you remember that you said that the canary wood carving I gave me that you saw at your grandfather's was quite interesting? ”

Tang's mother was surprised: "I thought that 'Chef Xiang' was running a restaurant, but I didn't expect that he was still an artist?"

Yang Zhen'er smiled and said: "Uncle, aunt, why don't you guess what Chef Xiang's job is, right? If you guess wrong once, drink a glass of wine, anyway, fruit wine, the degree is low, hehe." ”

......

Thorn City.

When Xiang Kun returned home with Lao Xia, as expected, his parents didn't hide their surprised expressions.

And from Lao Xia's appearance, it is easy to think of the "friend's sister" who was discussed at the dinner table last morning by his cousin-in-law last night.

"Mom, this is what I told you, my friend's sister, Dr. Xia Libing Xia. Xiang Kun said to his mother.

"Welcome, Doctor Xia, come in, no need to change shoes, no need to change shoes, oops, I didn't mop the floor either. Lao Xiang!Come out, there's a guest coming!" Xiang's mother's eyes were like sticking to Xia Libing's body, staring at her all the time, smiling from ear to ear.

"Auntie is good, uncle is good, excuse me, you can call me Xiao Xia or Xiaoice." After Xia Libing changed into slippers, he said hello to his mother and his father, who walked in from the balcony with a newspaper.

Xiang Kun next to him was a little surprised, because at this time, Lao Xia's expression was different from before, the corners of his mouth that were usually slightly upturned were larger, his eyes looked more smiling, and the tone of his voice was slightly improved, giving people a more gentle and ...... Clever?

But Xiang Kun can still see a trace of unnaturalness and rustiness from her performance, which is obviously not as comfortable as her usual state.

"Dad, Mom, I went to the supermarket to buy groceries and just met Dr. Xia, so I asked her to come to our house for dinner at noon, I'll cook, you can chat with her for a while?" Xiang Kun said, carrying the bag containing the ingredients into the kitchen, most of them were put in the refrigerator, and a small number of things to be done at noon began to be processed temporarily.