The little crying bag of the male protagonist dressed as a bamboo horse

S city was very cold in February, the cold wind was raging on the streets, making the billboards on the roadside rattle.

But there is no snow in this weather, only cold hard stone bricks on the ground.

There were three or two passers-by on the road, all rushing home. Mo Chujue was wrapped in a down jacket, a scarf, and a wool cap on his head. He looked like a bear from a distance.

Yu Guixing interlocked his fingers with him, and put his hands in his pockets, both of them felt warm and comfortable.

At this time, Yu Guixing was actually still coaxing people.

Mo Chujue revealed a pair of bright eyes from under the brim of his hat, and his voice was muffled through the scarf: "It's all your fault, it's such a cold day, when did I say I'm going to the supermarket!"

Yu Guixing touched the palm of his hand: "You promised yourself last night, forgot?"

After what he said, Mo Chujue seemed to have a little impression, but that was when he was about to fall asleep and was in a daze. At that time, he would agree to whatever Ren Yu Guixing said, okay?

But this can't be said to Yu Guixing, otherwise he will take advantage of one of his weaknesses again.

Mo Chujue thought timidly.

"There must be a lot of people in the supermarket, and I don't like crowds." Seeing that this method of cheating won't work, Mo Chujue began to act coquettishly, "Shall we leave after buying soy sauce?"

Yu Guixing imitated his tone, stretched out his index finger and shook it: "No."

Mo Chujue walked like a wandering spirit, his expression drooping.

Yu Guixing: "I'll buy you delicious food."

Mo Chujue was fully charged in a second, full of energy, and took Yu Guixing to the garage to drive: "Hurry up, go, I like going to the supermarket the most."

The end of the new year is approaching, and the supermarket is very lively, cheerful songs celebrating the New Year are played on the stereo, and the shelves are full of people, noisy and crowded.

Mo Chujue and Yu Guixing were pushing the shopping cart, and the two big men over 1.7 meters tall were among a group of old men and women, standing out very much.

After a while, Mo Chujue struck up a conversation with the old lady next to him.

"I'm not a high school student, I've been in college for two years...it doesn't look like it? Hahaha, maybe it's because I'm tender..."

"No, no, no! I've got someone! Your granddaughter will definitely find something better!"

"So that's garlic, I can't tell the difference between onions and garlic hahaha..."

Yu Guixing silently selected the fruits, and in the end, the grandmother looked reluctant to part, and said that she wanted to invite Mo Chujue to her house for dinner.

Mo Chujue was at a loss, and tugged on Yu Guixing's sleeve, Yu Guixing looked up and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary, parents are still at home waiting for us to eat."

The old lady adjusted her glasses and smiled kindly at the two: "This is your brother, he is as handsome as you."

Mo Chujue rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Yes, you and I look alike!"

The old lady squinted her eyes for a while, then nodded affirmatively: "They are quite similar, they are both equally handsome."

After the grandma left with the dishes, the two pushed the cart to the snack area.

Mo Chujue walked all the way to pick it up, threw potato chips and chocolate jelly beans into the shopping cart, and tried to distract Yu Guixing with words: "Look, people say we look alike."

Yu Guixing followed behind him and put the items in the shopping cart back to their original positions one by one: "Well, husband and wife pictures."

When Mo Chujue realized that something was wrong, he looked back and saw that there was only one-tenth of the things in the car, and all the things he took were put back by Yu Guixing.

Mo Chujue was furious: "Didn't you tell me to buy food for me?"

Yu Guixing stroked his fur that exploded: "You can't eat too much, and you'll buy it next time after you finish eating."

Mo Chujue was shunned: "Oh, then next time I'll buy chocolate beans, hot dogs, and spicy sticks..."

Yu Guixing said strictly: "You can't eat spicy strips."

Mo Chujue said listlessly, "I'll just lick it..."

"No."

Ugh.

Mo Chujue sighed, what a strict wife.

He hesitated pushing the cart towards the shopping platform, and Yu Guixing followed behind him with his pockets in his pockets. When he passed by a certain merchandise shelf, he raised his eyebrows and suddenly became interested: "Wait, come here. "

Mo Chujue turned his head fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Yu Guixing pointed to the small square box on the shelf: "What flavor do you like?"

Mo Chujue glanced at it casually. With his poor knowledge, he had no idea what it was, but it looked like chewing gum or some kind of lozenge. He lost interest in an instant: "If you want to buy it, buy it, ask me why , I don’t like to eat.”

Yu Guixing froze for a moment, then laughed softly.

The people next to them also heard their conversation, and some laughed openly and boldly, while the rest were holding back their laughter and secretly watching them.

Sensing the strange eyes from the people around him, Mo Chujue was at a loss.

Yu Guixing took his hand and whispered in his ear, "It's just for you, come and choose a flavor."

Mo Chujue felt like a light was on his back, and his hands and feet were pulled over by him stiffly.

There are a bunch of colorful small boxes on the shelf, and his eyes are dizzy, bumps, threads, ultra-thin... What are these? ? ?

A white and slender hand suddenly stretched out and randomly took one from it.

"How about this? Strawberry, do you like it?"

Mo Chujue subconsciously disliked it: "No, I only like to eat fresh strawberries, this is weird."

Yu Guixing put it back and picked up another box: "Peach?"

Mo Chujue said, "It's weird."

Yu Guixing said, "Then you choose yourself?"

Mo Chujue looked at a lot of boxes, strawberry, peach, mango, banana, lychee, blueberry...there are so many different flavors.

He pursed his mouth, how Yu Guixing likes this kind of stuff, the packaging is so ugly: "Then... let's get bananas."

Yu Guixing chuckled, seeing his reluctance: "Then I'll take it casually."

Mo Chujue nodded resolutely, and saw with sharp eyes that he took a small blue box with two large characters in the middle - "Thread".

He didn't care, he pushed the shopping cart and checked out.

You can go home and eat crayfish!

As soon as he got home, he was intoxicated by the spicy aroma. Mo Chujue couldn't help but took a deep breath, his face flushed from choking, and he coughed uncontrollably.

Yu Guixing put the shopping bag on the ground, patted Mo Chujue on the back, and said helplessly, "Why are you always doing stupid things?"

Mo Chujue was so choked that tears came out, drop by drop: "Woooo..."

Seeing how pitiful he was, Yu Guixing couldn't bear to blame him. When he stopped coughing, he went to the restaurant and brought a glass of water: "Drink it."

Mo Chujue obediently sucked the rim of the cup in his mouth, gulping down the gulp.

Jiang Yiling came out with a large bowl of crayfish, and saw two people standing in the entrance, one feeding water and the other drinking, she wondered, "What's wrong?"

Yu Guixing said, "It's okay, Xiao Chu choked just now."

"This kid is really...Be careful next time." After speaking, Jiang Yiling went into the kitchen to serve the dishes again.

After drinking the water, Mo Chujue wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and said in surprise, "My mother didn't scold me just now!"

Yu Guixing smiled and patted his head: "Yes."

Aunt Jiang looked at them just now, something was wrong...

Mo Xuanwen had something to do at noon and hadn't come back yet. Chen Jiujiu was also at work, so the big table didn't move much, except for the crayfish that Mo Chujue was eyeing.

Jiang Yiling cooked a large pot of crayfish, at least three catties, and Mo Chujue ate more than half of it.

Looking at his stomach that seemed to be a bottomless pit, Yu Guixing deeply felt that he had to work hard to make money.

After eating, Jiang Yiling covered all these dishes. It just happened that the weather was cold recently, so even if they didn't put them in the refrigerator, they wouldn't go bad, and they could be eaten after heating them up at night.

She took out a notebook from the drawer, wrote and drew on it, and recorded the recipe for tomorrow's New Year's Eve dinner.

Yu Guixing watched from the side, and gave her some suggestions by the way. After the discussion was over, he turned his head and found that Mo Chujue had disappeared again.

He searched the room for a long time, but he didn't see anyone. He almost wanted to make a phone call when he turned his corner of the eye and saw a familiar figure on the deck chair on the balcony.

He walked over and saw that Mo Chujue was almost asleep under the blanket.

Yu Guixing gently picked him up by the waist and sent him back to the room.

Jiang Yiling leaned against the door of the master bedroom, watching the scene quietly, and when Yu Guixing was about to turn around, she flashed and quietly hid behind the cabinet.

In the afternoon, Chen Jiujiu finally came back, and Mo Xuanwen also came home from get off work. This time, the two families were considered complete and had dinner together.

Before, because of the busy work and the fact that her son was not at home, Chen Jiujiu didn’t cook alone, and relied on ordering takeaways to get by. Later, Jiang Yiling found out about this, and she didn’t ask her to order any more. Anyway, her family There are dishes, and there is no shortage of her mouthful.

So Chen Jiujiu became their family's long-term meal ticket, but with her temperament, how dare she go whoring for nothing, even if Jiang Yiling disagreed, she still paid 1000 yuan to Jiang Yiling's card every month as food expenses.

After pushing and refusing several times, Chen Jiujiu refused to agree, so Jiang Yiling had to accept the money silently.

Chen Jiujiu likes to eat Jiang Yiling's dishes very much, and every time he praises them lavishly, he blows rainbow farts for free, but today he is uncharacteristically silent, as if he is thinking about something.

Jiang Yiling was also very quiet, the atmosphere at the dinner table was slightly weird, Mo Chujue quietly glanced at Yu Guixing, a little flustered.

Yu Guixing ticked his fingers lightly under the table, and comforted him with his eyes: Don't worry, it's fine.

Mo Chu was determined to be bold and bold, but Yu Guixing said it was okay if it was okay, so he let go of his mouth and ate it.

Yu Guixing: "..."

What should I do if I suddenly regret comforting him?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-0223:29:47~2021-03-0323:13:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 497227671;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!