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Good morning everyone.

Forgive me for writing such a watery chapter, but I just wanted to write such a chapter, because I think most of the beauty and happiness in this world are as plain as water.

After making a hundred units of the Plague Toad Scroll and hanging all the bits and pieces of useless materials on the consignment bank, Zhang Dali did not rush to do the task with the Blood Moon Fruit, but went offline.

The temperature in the early morning was slightly cool, and the sunlight squeezed through the gaps between the curtains and entered the room was a little cool.

However, when he turned his head and saw Xu Ranran, who was still struggling in the game, Zhang Dali's heart suddenly became hot.

leaned over to Xu Ranran's cheek and kissed it, and Zhang Dali, who was full of happiness, carefully got out of bed and came to the kitchen, ready to make breakfast.

Probably Xu Ranran doesn't have the habit of cooking by herself, there are not many things in the refrigerator, except for a few packets of milk, there is really nothing suitable for breakfast.

It was still early before the time to go to work, Zhang Dali went back to the bedroom and kissed Xu Ranran again, and then put on a coat and hurriedly took the elevator downstairs with satisfaction.

There are already a lot of cars and people on the road, and when he saw such a scene before, Zhang Dali would only feel lonely and melancholy, but now he feels that all this is as beautiful as a landscape.

Yes, when people's hearts are beautiful, everything will become a beautiful scenery that makes people's hearts warm.

The silhouette of Xu Ranran, the dust flying in the long and narrow sunlight, the early birds, even the iron fence surrounding the garden, the humble mobile food truck shrouded in a thin smoke, and the hurried look on the face of every pedestrian have become the scenery. Like water flowed in Zhang Dali's heart. Leave a trickle.

It's still too early. Except for those that sell breakfast, most of the stores are not open.

Zhang Dali walked a little way and found a small shop opened by an elderly couple.

The gray-haired, old-looking but energetic shopkeeper heard the sound of Zhang Dali entering the door, his eyes picked up from the thick reading glasses, and when he saw Zhang Dali, he hurriedly showed him a smile.

The smile was so kind that it made people feel a kind of fluffy touch, and looking at the shopkeeper's forehead, which showed a slight wrinkle because of his eyes, Zhang Dali, who felt that he was a little cute, returned a smile.

The shopkeeper in a pink and white checkered apron was sorting things through the small passageway. Seeing Zhang Dali, she took the initiative to withdraw from the passage, smiled and nodded to Zhang Dali slightly, and motioned for him to go in.

"Thank you." Zhang Dali smiled and thanked him.

The two smiles in quick succession made Zhang Dali's mood more and more happy, and also made him extremely eager to shop.

Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea, among which firewood has long been eliminated in the tide of the times, and the remaining six things, some of Xu Ranran's family have some of them, but Zhang Dali still bought them all again.

All the other things, Zhang Dali also bought some according to his impressions. Then he came with empty hands, and he returned with a full load.

"Young man, I just moved in, didn't I?" The things Zhang Dali buys are all daily necessities. In between his payments, the boss enthusiastically asked him.

"yes, yes." Zhang Dali nodded.

"You have a lot of stuff, I have a small cart at the door, you use it first, remember to return it early." The boss said to Zhang Dali while neatly packing the bits and pieces.

Zhang Dali took a step back and looked out of the door when he heard this, the small cart that the boss said was under a sycamore tree in front of the door that had shown spring, which was a small cart commonly used in supermarkets, and it was convenient to use it.

"Then you're welcome, Xie Lu Xie Boss." A bag of rice is twenty catties, plus miscellaneous things Shen not to mention, even if the bag is played, it is not easy to take, with a cart to save a lot of trouble, Zhang Dali did not refuse.

"No thanks." The boss pushed his glasses, as if trying to see Zhang Dali's face clearly.

"See you again the boss, see you again the boss lady." Carrying two large bags of things, and holding a bag of rice in his left hand, Zhang Dali's arms are heavy, but his body and mind are light.

"See you soon." The proprietress who saw Zhang Dali go to the checkout and go back to tidy up the shelves didn't expect Zhang Dali to greet her, so she said goodbye in a hurry with some surprise.

After leaving the store, he put everything on the trolley, glanced back at the signboard of the store, and despite the undulating floor tiles, Zhang vigorously threw off his legs and pushed the trolley forward.

Sometimes, pleasure is the feeling of wanting to run.

Sometimes, the mood is one that can't wait to go home.

Hearing the sound of rushing wheels and the "ding" of a cart jolting on the ground, the shopkeeper hurriedly looked out the door.

Then he saw Zhang Dali, who was still polite in the store, pushing the small cart like a crazy person, which made him worry that his cart would fall apart.

He opened his mouth to shout at Zhang Dali to slow down, but Zhang Dali, who was running fast, didn't give him a chance at all, and flashed from his sight in an instant.

And so, the cry in his belly fell into a shaking sigh: "Young man." ”

Zhang Dali bought a few fried dough sticks and a basket of minced xiaolongbao on the way home, Xu Ranran is a carnivore, which he knows by heart.

When Zhang Dali returned home, Xu Ranran had not woken up yet.

Suppressing the wheezing after strenuous exercise, sitting on the edge of the bed and quietly observing the ups and downs of Xu Ranran's breathing, Zhang Dali, who originally just wanted to see, finally couldn't resist the temptation, and leaned over greedily to kiss her on the lips.

The slightly dry soft lips have a hint of stickiness, and at the moment of straightening up, he can feel that Xu Ranran's lips are slightly lifted by him, like a kind of retention, and like a kind of lingering, like the hands that hook their necks and refuse to let go when they say goodbye.

Even if it wasn't out of Xu Ranran's consciousness, Zhang Dali still felt that it was beautiful.

"Xu Ranran, good morning." Pulling the silk quilt embroidered with redbud flowers up and covering Xu Ranran's slightly exposed shoulders, Zhang Dali, who stood up from the edge of the bed, showed a happy and satisfied smile, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and began to heat milk.

While waiting for the milk to boil, Zhang Dali looked out of the kitchen with a fritter in his mouth.

The cherry blossoms in the garden are in full bloom, and the sunlight is getting brighter and brighter, and the wind blows it like a bright sea.

This piece of seafood is a little too colorful, and it's hard to take your eyes off it.

"You're so early." Just as Zhang Dali was looking at the sea and pondering, he suddenly heard Xu Ranran's voice.

Hurriedly turned his head to look out of the kitchen door, Zhang Dali saw Xu Ranran, who was dragging a pair of plush slippers and wearing a wide pink nightgown, standing quietly at the door of the kitchen, with misty sleepy eyes, one big and one small, as if he was still fighting with sleepiness, and even his smile was implicitly appropriate

"Good morning." Zhang Dali waved the fritters in his hand.

"How can you steal it yourself, wooh." His eyes were immediately attracted by the fritters in Zhang Dali's hand, and Xu Ranran, whose eyes suddenly lit up, pounced on Zhang Dali fiercely. (To be continued......)