After walking through the exhibition area, more than half of the things in the trolley were already piled up, and Professor Hua, who realized it later, hesitated to put the instant noodles and bowl in his hand and stopped going to other exhibition areas.

"Don't like it?"

Qin Sili saw her stop, and thought that she had seen something that annoyed her.

How do you know that Hua Wei is frowning, looking at the miscellaneous things in the small cart: "It seems that we are here to buy hot pot materials, right?" ”

- We.

Qin Sili smiled dumbly, "Yes, you're right. ”

She withdrew her gaze from the snail noodle exhibition area in the distance, and raised her eyes to look at Qin Sili beside her, "Where is the hot pot area?" ”

Solve it quickly, and if she continues to shop like this, she may not be able to leave the supermarket tomorrow.

Who knew that Qin Sili stared at her for a long time, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spit out three words between his cold lips: "I don't know." ”

Prof. Hua: "......"

So how did he take it for granted that he said 'if it's late, there will be no food to buy'?

Feelings haven't come to me yet, have they?

Fortunately, the kind old woman passed by her, and when she heard the words, she pointed her the way, "Go down this way, and go to the left." ”

"Thank you." Waiting for Professor Hua, who came to the sky to save the star, sincerely thanked the old woman, and then pulled the small cart and prepared to walk in the direction where she was.

Perhaps seeing Hua Wei's love, the old woman raised her hand to catch her small cart and said slowly: "It just so happens that I also want to buy some ingredients to cook hot pot, can we go together?" ”

Qin Sili, who was squeezed behind Hua Wei: "......"

Hua Wei, who is not good at communicating with the elderly: "...... OK. ”

The old gentleman who was forgotten by his wife: I don't remember when you said you wanted to eat hot pot?

The old woman was dressed in a red cheongsam, with gold threads stacked with peony flowers, and a small sandalwood fan in her hand.

The years have made her give birth to gorgeous hair, but she can't take away the elegance in her bones.

"Little girl, are you going to the supermarket with your boyfriend? When dating, it is rare to see a young couple come to the supermarket. Then your relationship should be good, does he cook at home or do you cook? ”

The sudden enthusiasm shook Hua Wei for a moment, and then she held on to the frame: "No." ”

As for the last two questions, after remembering the two meals of sugar porridge and noodles, she still answered honestly: "He cooks." ”

"That's fine." The old woman smiled when she heard this, obviously ignoring Hua Wei's first half of the sentence 'no'.

She held the fan and tapped on the armrest of the cart, and said to Hua Wei with a kind of experience from a person who came over: "At home, you still need a man to be able to cook, otherwise what to use to grab your girlfriend's stomach, right?" ”

- Is there a necessary logic between the two?

Professor Hua, who had not argued this point, decided to respect the experience of those who had come before: "You are right. ”

The old woman smiled even more.

"I just saw you and felt very close to you, and after chatting with you, I felt that you were really a wonderful person."

She glanced back at the two men walking not far behind her, then turned her face to Hua Wei's ear and whispered: "When my husband and I were first together, he didn't know how to cook, but I know a little; But if I did, he wouldn't want to learn. So......"

"Huh?" Hua Wei, who was aroused by curiosity, couldn't help but listen to it.

"So I gave him fried rice with pork intestines and coriander syrup every day, and after a few days of eating, my husband learned to cook by himself."

Hua Wei showed a shocked look in his eyes: Coriander, can you still make sugar water?

(End of chapter)