In the evening.

Ai Liang left the hotel with a novel in his arms.

After leaving Xia Qiyuan and Gao Bin, he returned to the hotel he had stayed at first.

And I read the novel here for the whole afternoon.

Anyway, it was already past twelve o'clock and the room rate today could not be refunded. It just so happened that Ai Liang was looking for a place to read the novel quietly, so he just made the best use of it and could also complete the check-out procedures when leaving.

Ai Liang walked on a somewhat unfamiliar street.

The sun sets, and all the demons and demons all woke up.

The streets began to become lively, and this scene made him feel a little familiar.

The same was true in Neihua City ten years ago. At night, there were active social youths who jumped wild, skated, snatched, and fought against dragons.

However, Qianhua Market is not so chaotic yet. Most of the people who go out to stroll now are still students, and they are just enjoying the free night of summer vacation.

Ailiang walked into the supermarket and planned to stockpile some commonly used melon, pulp, eggs and vegetables.

After his taste recovery, in addition to reading, he also had the hobby of food.

Ai Liang, who is idle, prefers to cook by himself than eating outside, so that he can not only pass the time, but also fine-tune the food according to his taste.

When passing by the bedding area, Ai Liang subconsciously took a look.

It seems that Ye Qing has already gotten off work.

There was no one there at this time.

Ai Liang withdrew his gaze and began to go around the fruit and vegetable area, picking it up left and right, and before he knew it, there were a lot of ingredients in the shopping cart.

"Please call it one pound of wing roots."

Ai Liang stood in the meat area and said to the staff.

The person in charge of the meat food was an old aunt in her forties. After seeing Ai Liang's appearance, she said in surprise: "Please wait... Hey, aren't you Xiaoqing's boyfriend?"

What the hell is your boyfriend?

"Ye Qing and I are just neighbors."

Ai Liang explained calmly.

"Oh, come too little. The supermarket has been spreading about you and Xiaoqing for a long time. Xiaoqing is very vigilant. How could she go shopping in the supermarket with strangers?"

The aunt smiled and waved her hand at Ai Liang: "I'm picking up the bed sheets and quilts for you, and buying seasonings with you. Have you started living together?"

"...It's really just a neighbor." Ai Liang felt that even if he repeatedly denied it, it would be useless.

Once these gossipy aunts decide something, they will not believe it no matter how much you deny it.

"Okay, okay, it's a neighbor."

The aunt smiled and put on a big bag of wings. In her opinion, the two of them were still young and had thin skin. It was normal not to admit such things easily.

"That, I only need one pound."

Looking at the plastic bag handed over, Ai Liang repeated his needs again.

Such a large bag of wing roots can be seen that even without weighing them by hand, it must be more than one pound, at least five or six pounds.

"These chicken wings will be dealt with in two days. I originally planned to divide them into Xiaoqing, but who knew that she would run away after work."

The aunt said happily: "Don't worry, the price is still at the price per pound."

Ai Liang took the wing root and put it in the cart: "Thank you, I will give it to her when I go back."

"Hey, what are you thanking? It turns out that when I can't be busy alone, Xiaoqing is basically coming to help me. If you want to thank me, I should thank her."

...

Ailiang left the supermarket and returned home with a large bag.

Putting vegetables and the like into the refrigerator, he looked at a large bag of winged roots in the bag.

After five seconds of thinking, Ai Liang decided to do it all and then give it to Ye Qing.

After all, it is up to her to buy five or six kilograms of things with one pound of money.

It just so happens that it’s supper time, so I can do it as soon as I say it.

Cut the wing roots into half from the middle, put them in a container, then add a small spoon of salt, a spoon of white pepper, a large spoon of light soy sauce and a spoon of oil.

Grab the seasonings evenly with the spirit power, apply plastic wrap and marinate for 20 minutes.

Then Ai Liang took out the bottle of honey from the refrigerator, made a bowl of honey water, and cut a little shredded ginger.

The preparations were done. While pickling the chicken wings, Ai Liang walked to the balcony to prepare to collect the clothes he had washed in the morning.

"You're back, have you eaten?"

Ai Liang looked at the sound while holding a T-shirt. Ye Qing was wearing the white T-shirt in the morning and was lying on the balcony table playing with her cell phone. The electric fan next to her was whistling, constantly teasing her hair.

"Not...whether you?" Ai Liang asked back.

"It's not long after I finished eating." Ye Qing put her chin on the table and replied with her head on her shoulder.

Ai Liang, who was suddenly called, took his clothes and was not convenient to leave directly.

"Why are you playing with your phone here? It's better to be comfortable inside the room."

"Of course it's because the sun sets and it's cool outside, and it's like a stuffy stove inside."

Ye Qing's tone was a little lazy, as if she had just woken up and was lying on the mat to wake up.

"The living room is not ventilated, so it can only cool down for a while when the air conditioner is turned on. Once the air conditioner is turned on, it turns into an oven. The air conditioner also charges special electricity. Sometimes when you are comfortable, you keep turning on the air conditioner. By the end of the month, the electricity bill is simply heartbreaking."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Ai Liang always feels that Ye Qing’s attitude towards him seems to be much softer.

During the chat, he noticed the variety show played on Ye Qing's mobile phone and asked: "Do you like watching variety shows?"

"It's okay. When I was in an orphanage, I watched variety shows during the TV period. I didn't want to watch it and I had nothing else to watch. I got used to it over time."

After hearing this, Ai Liang didn't know how to answer the conversation.

It's like everyone is discussing that I went to a place with my family during the summer vacation, and suddenly you said that your parents died in a car accident and you were working for tuition all summer vacation.

The topic is perfectly concluded.

But Ye Qing didn't care, she changed the topic with Kuaishu.

"You said that smart phones are so popular now, what's the role of TVs? It seems that only those illiterate children and some middle-aged and elderly people are watching TV? It's like the TV in the living room, which has not been turned on in total since I moved here."

"In order to push some social news, after all, if you don't open a specific software on your phone, it won't play the news by itself."

Seeing that Ye Qing was not embarrassed, Ai Liang didn't mind chatting with her for a few more words. Anyway, the chicken wings were not yet marinated.

"It makes sense, but unfortunately, I will turn on my phone instead of the TV. It consumes power and does not have the program I want to watch. I also charge a fee every year. In addition to being more comfortable with the screen projection, I am basically useless, and I don't play games."

Ye Qing is not interested in the TV. In her opinion, this is a large-sized mobile phone with limited functions.

"The elimination of TVs cannot be accomplished overnight. After all, many people are engaged in related professions. Even if the income of TVs gradually decreases, rash suspension of production will still have a huge impact on the industrial economy."

Ailiang analyzed the pros and cons of the TV industry very rationally.

"...Why do you guys always like to talk to society when chatting? Why do you talk about the industrial economy as you chat? I don't understand."

Ye Qing couldn't help but complain.
Chapter completed!