While Yangyang's mother and Qing Xiran were chatting together, Qing Xiran quietly walked back to the snacks and bought another snack in a shopping cart.

Then I went around the grain, oil, rice, flour, wine and seasoning area, and compared the quantity and types of these goods a few days ago. I also bought a lot of rice, flour, grain, oil, water and seasoning seasonings for the supermarket staff to deliver them directly to her home.

Yangyang's mother finally met someone who could chat with her, but in fact she did not show any impatientness when facing her noise, so Yangyang's mother kept following Qing Xiran. Seeing Qing Xiran buy things, she also put things in the shopping cart.

When she came to her senses, ah, the shopping cart could not be installed.

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

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

"Let's go, go check out, my family should have bought enough."

Qing Xiran nodded. Actually, she hadn't bought enough, but it was already a little late. I had a meal outside and Qing Yi went to bed.

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

Sitting on the children's board of the shopping cart, shaking her chubby feet, wearing small pink corrective shoes, blinking her big eyes, and looking at Qing Xiran curiously.

Qing Xiran pushed the shopping cart to the checkout place. When she passed by a row of shelves, she threw a few boxes of children's butterfly faces into the shopping cart where the supplies were piled up, and said worriedly:

"Mom is worried that there will be nothing sold in this supermarket in a few days."

She has always said anything to her daughter Yiyi and Qing Xiran, and the social environment is on the decline, did not want to embellish the peace without hiding it.

Because the trend of this downhill road is declining year by year, a straight drop suddenly occurred this month. So in order to avoid the supply in the supermarket, Qing Xiran felt that if you can buy more supplies, you should buy more and stock up.

Yiyi didn't understand a little, and asked cutely with his little head tilted:

"But mom, this supermarket has no supplies, so why don't we change one?"

"Yes, why is Yiyi so smart? Mom didn't expect it."

Qing Xiran pushed the shopping cart to the checkout area, and his expression was very serious and praised Yiyi.

Looking at Yiyi's proud little face, she sighed in her heart. According to the current social situation, Qing Xiran is afraid that all supermarkets in the future will face the supply problem of shortage of supplies.

She doesn't have to go to a few more supermarkets to know the time will be pushed back, and the more difficult it will be for supply, which will definitely lead to social conflicts.

Irreconceivable social contradictions.

At this time, Yangyang's father in front of him turned around and scolded his wife while checking out the bill.

"You see, you have bought so much, how can you finish eating? It's going to expire if you can't finish it. You just like to spend impulse."

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

Yangyang's mother acted coquettishly at Yangyang's father and explained:

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

"If you buy it, you will buy it as well, you won't have any brains."

Even though he said that, Yangyang's father still scanned the QR code to check out. He felt that when women went shopping with women, they loved impulsive consumption.

Can you finish buying so much supplies and eating it home?

Qing Xiran behind him listened to the conversation between the couple and lowered his eyes and smiled. Are ordinary couples like this? Are these trivial incidents discussed?

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

As for the relationship between you and Qingyiyi's father... Qing Xiran couldn't remember it anymore.

After paying the bill, Qing Xiran put the snacks he had eaten into the trunk of the car, and bought too much rice, flour, grain and oil, just wait for the supermarket staff to deliver the goods to their door.

Originally, Yangyang's father wanted to help Qing Xiran carry those big bags of snacks into the car, but he saw Qing Xiran holding one by one, holding two or three huge plastic bags in one hand, without any effort.

What a woman, she treats herself as a man.

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

In the car, Yangyang's father pointed at Qing Xiran's butt curiously and asked Yangyang's mother sitting in the passenger seat.

"Why have I never met Yiyi's father?"

"Yiyi no dad."

The answer to Yangyang's father was Yangyang's little friend sitting in the child seat behind. He was as quick as his mother, and said childishly:

"One to say that her father died."

"Really?"

Yangyang's mother turned around and looked at her son. Seeing Yangyang's little face nodding very seriously, Yangyang's mother turned her head to look at the butt of Qing Xiran's car in front of her, and said sympathetically:

"That mother is so young and she is so pitiful."

Then, Yangyang's mother turned her head and looked at her husband, and said with some enthusiasm:

"Didn't your team's captain die with his wife last year? He also left a child who was about the same age as Yiyi. You said, let's get a line and let your captain and Yiyi's mother get together, how about it?"

"Oh, can you stop meddling in other people's business?"

Yangyang's father, who was driving, turned his head and saw that his wife was about to get angry, and then said:

"Okay, I'll ask you back. They have the intention of re-stringing, so let's arrange it."

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

At this point, the prosperous phenomenon of traffic a few years ago no longer exists. The most congested intersection on weekdays is now smooth.

The entire society has shown signs of decline and depression.

Qing Xiran drove Yiyi and walked around several streets near her home.

Although the shops are still open, there are not many customers. The most prosperous pedestrian street in the development zone is crowded with people every night, and now there are only a few people walking on the road.

She and Yiyi had supper at a restaurant on the Pedestrian Street, and then continued to turn to around 9 p.m.

Qing Xiran bought a few down jackets, thermal underwear, boots, thermal hats, etc. for himself and Yiyi. Then he took Yiyi back to the Duan Community where he lived, parked the car into the garage, and hugged Yiyi.
Chapter completed!