When Yangyang's mother and Qing Xiran were chatting with each other, Qing Xiran quietly went back to the snacks and bought a large shopping cart of snacks.

Then I went around to the grain, oil, rice and noodles area, and the wine seasoning area, compared the quantity and type of these goods a few days ago, and also bought a lot of rice, flour, grain, oil, and water purification seasoning, and asked the supermarket staff to send her directly to her home.

Yangyang's mother finally met a person who could talk to her, but in fact, she didn't show any impatience in the face of her noise, so Yangyang's mother has been following Qing Xiran's side, watching Qing Xiran buy things, and she also put things in the shopping cart.

When she came to her senses, ah, the shopping cart couldn't fit anywhere.

Yangyang's father, who was following Yangyang's mother, couldn't stand his wife's confused look, came forward with a straight face, and helped Yangyang's mother push the shopping cart to check out.

Yangyang's mother hurriedly followed behind her husband, turned around, made a grimace at Chongqing Xiran, then blinked her eyes, and said:

"Let's go, let's go to the checkout, my family should have enough to buy."

Qing Xiran nodded, in fact, she hadn't bought enough yet, but it was already a little late, and after eating outside, Qing Yiyi would go to bed one by one.

"Mom, why do we buy so many things?"

One by one sat on the children's board of the shopping cart, shaking the chubby, feet wearing small pink corrective shoes, blinking big eyes, looking at Qing Xiran curiously.

Qing Xiran pushed the shopping cart to the checkout place, passing by a row of shelves, she threw a few boxes of children's butterfly noodles into the shopping cart with the top of the supplies, and said worriedly:

"Mom is worried that in a few days this supermarket will not be able to sell anything."

To her daughter one by one, Qing Xiran has always said something, and the social environment is going downhill, she doesn't want to hide it from one by one.

Because of this downward trend, it is declining year by year, and this month suddenly came a linear fall, so for fear that the supermarket would cut off the supply, Qing Xiran felt that if she could buy more materials, she should buy more and hoard more.

One by one I didn't understand a little, tilted his little head, and asked very cutely:

"But Mom, this supermarket is out of supplies, so why don't we change it?"

"yes, why are you so smart? Mom didn't even expect it. ”

Qing Xiran pushed the shopping cart and walked to the checkout area, praising one by one with a serious expression.

Looking at Yiyi's triumphant little face, she sighed in her heart, and speculated according to the statistics of the current social situation, Qing Xiran is afraid that all supermarkets will face the supply problem of tight supplies in the future.

She doesn't need to go to a few more supermarkets to know roughly that the further back the time is, the more difficult it will be to supply, which will definitely lead to social conflicts.

unimaginable social contradictions.

At this time, the father in front of him was checking out, and he turned around and reprimanded his wife.

"You see you've bought so much, how can you eat it all by then? If you can't finish eating and it's going to expire again, you just love to spend impulsively. ”

"I'm sorry husband, I won't do this next time."

Yangyang's mother lied to Yangyang's father and explained:

"You see, Yiyi's mother also bought a lot, and she also bought a lot of rice, oil, and salt for the supermarket staff to send to her house."

"When people buy it, you will buy it, you don't have a brain."

Having said that, Yangyang's father still scanned the QR code to check out, and he had a feeling in his heart that women shopping with women are just impulsive consumption.

Can you buy so many supplies and eat them all at home?

Qing Xiran behind him, listening to the conversation between the two couples, lowered his eyes and smiled, are ordinary couples like this? Are all these trivial incidents discussed?

Her mother died in her childhood, and Qing Xiran was raised by her grandfather since she was a child, and she didn't know much about how husband and wife got along.

As for the relationship between him and Qing Yiyi's father... Qing Xiran couldn't remember.

After settling the account, Qing Xiran put the snacks he ate into the trunk of the car, and bought too much rice, flour, grain and oil, just waiting for the supermarket staff to deliver them to the door.

Originally, Yangyang's father wanted to help Qing Xiran carry those large bags of snacks into the car, but he saw Qing Xiran holding one by one with one hand and two or three huge plastic bags with the other, and it didn't look effortless at all.

It's really a woman who thinks of herself as a man.

He didn't say anything, just hugged his son, carried a few bags of things his wife bought, and got into his car.

In the car, Yangyang's father pointed to Qing Xiran's car butt with some curiosity and asked Yangyang's mother sitting in the passenger seat,

"Why haven't I ever seen Daddy?"

"One by one, there is no father."

The answer to Yangyang's father was a little pot friend sitting in the back child seat, he was as fast and fast as his mother, and said without taboo:

"One by one, she said that her father died."

"Really?"

Yangyang's mother turned her head and looked at her son, seeing Yangyang's little face nodding very seriously, Yangyang's mother turned her head to look at Qing Xiran's car butt in front of her, and said with a sympathetic expression:

"It's really pitiful that one mother is alone with her children, and she is so young."

Then, Yangyang's mother turned her head to look at her husband and said with some energy:

"The captain of your team, didn't your wife die last year? There is also a child who is about the same age as Yiyi, you say, how about we pull a string and let your captain and Yiyi's mother get together? ”

"Well, don't you be nosy?"

The foreign father who was driving the car, turned his head and saw that his wife was about to get angry, so he said again:

"Okay, I'll go back and ask you, they have the intention of continuing the string, and we'll arrange it."

The sky outside the supermarket had completely darkened, and two cars drove out of the parking lot exit one after the other, the red brake lights were bright and bright, and soon, the two cars merged into the sparse traffic.

At this point, the prosperity of a few years ago no longer exists, and the most congested intersection on weekdays is now also a smooth traffic.

The whole society is in decay and depression.

Qing Xiran drove one by one and walked around a few streets near her home.

Although the shops are still open, there are few customers, and the most prosperous pedestrian street in the development area was crowded with people every night, but now only a few people are walking on the road.

She and Yiyi had dinner at a restaurant on Walking Street, and then continued to 9 p.m.

Qing Xiran bought a few down jackets, thermal underwear, boots, warm hats, etc. for herself and Yiyi, and then took them back to the Diebie community where she lived one by one, parked the car in the garage, and hugged the car.

The child couldn't stand the toss, as early as when Qing Xiran turned around one by one, the little girl fell asleep and didn't even take a bath.