I pulled the grass

Lu Wange twitched: Brother, are you short of money?

He hasn't been to the vegetable market for too long, at least not more than once a year.

The vegetable market is not far from his home, it takes ten minutes to walk.The October sun is bright but not too hot.

The two haven't been together much for more than a year. They just went out and met their neighbors, and greeted them with a smile: "Go out."

Lu Wanzong hummed.

Lu Wange spoke sweetly, and said to people: "Auntie is going out too? It's just right now, go out and exercise." He said with a big smile.

"Gezi is back? I lost weight during school, so I should make up for it when I come back. I just couldn't eat well at school." The aunt said with a smile.

"That's right, Auntie, you can see it, right? Let's go to the market with my brother." Lu Wange pinched his face with a smile.

"That's not right, Gezi needs to grow taller, so it's better to eat more."

Lu Wanzong has always had a poker face, and the neighbors are used to him, but this face is much gentler when he hears the phrase "Go to the market with my brother".

To go to the market, you have to cross a road. When crossing the traffic lights, Lu Wanger suddenly felt his left hand being pulled. It may be because the person is too familiar, and his body has forgotten his instinctive reaction to avoid it.The palm that was holding him was wide and strong. He only felt that his hand became hot, and the temperature suddenly rose, and half of his body was about to melt. It was hot and soft.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lu Wanzong. He seemed unconscious and was looking at the traffic lights in front of him.

Lu Wange gritted his teeth, pretended not to care, and slowly pulled out his hand, and shook it, his palms were sweaty.

Lu Wanzong turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Just when the light turned green, Lu Wange took the lead and walked forward, avoiding his gaze.

For the rest of the way, Lu Wange walked on the right, clenched his fist with his left hand, and did not speak.

It was fine, what happened?Lu Wanzong frowned, and found a topic: "What do you want to eat later?"

When he made a sound suddenly, Lu Wange was startled, took a deep breath secretly, and looked over with a smile on his brows and eyes: "I haven't thought about it yet, let's take a look."

He saw the corner of Lu Wanzong's mouth twitching, and he relaxed accordingly.

There are many people in the weekend market, but there are few combinations like them.

Lu Wanzong is tall and handsome. He is used to dressing formally. Even casual clothes are made of crisp fabrics. His waist is straight, just like a model.

The boy next to him was even more attractive, with fair skin and delicate facial features, like the boy in the cartoons his children read.

The two picked and picked, choosing vegetables, seafood and meat, and finally bought a bagful of fruits.

Lu Wange's attention was all on him. The handsome man picked vegetables carefully and carefully, without any discomfort.For some reason, the eyes are sore.

Many of his childhood memories are vague.

When I was a child, Aunt Zhang always cooked at home, and Lu Wanzong only came back during winter and summer vacations.As long as he comes back, he will be responsible for cooking, making menus in strict accordance with the needs of children's growth, and doing it in different ways.

At the beginning, he was not picky eaters at all, and everything he ate tasted delicious, but in the end he made Lu Wanzong lose his appetite.

According to the old man, Lu Wanzong seldom cooked before, and he only made do when Aunt Zhang was busy.Since he arrived, only one summer vacation has passed, and Lu Wanzong's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds.