I walked around the market for two hours before coming back.
Zhan Yin was used to having a luxury car to travel around. Even though he would exercise regularly and practiced boxing and kung fu, he felt quite tired after accompanying Haitong to the market for two hours and having to take the food.
of.
I really would rather have endless files and endless meetings than go shopping with a woman at the vegetable market.
After parking the car, Haitong received a call from Mrs. Zhan before she even got out of the car.
"Haitong, are you at home? We are downstairs."
Haitong smiled and said: "Grandma, we just came back from going to the market. Please wait for us downstairs. We will be there soon."
"You and Ayin went to the market?"
The old lady listened happily and thought to herself that her cold and arrogant grandson was actually willing to lower his body and accompany Haitong to the vegetable market.
Tell him to pretend to be poor, but let him live an ordinary life.
"Well, let's go buy some food." m.
"A Yin is usually busy with work. He has never been to the vegetable market in his whole life. It's time to take him to go shopping. Haitong, you want A Yin to help you get things. He is very strong, so don't tire yourself."
Zhan Yin: Grandma, who is your grandson?
After Haitong got out of the car, she held a mobile phone in one hand and listened to the call. With the other hand, she opened the door of the back seat of the car, leaned in, took out a foldable trolley from the car, and signaled Zhan Yin to pull the trolley.
open.
"Grandma, don't worry, I won't tire myself."
The cart was not big enough, and she bought too many vegetables and fruits for the cart to fit in. Zhan Yin carried the rest, and she was relaxed from beginning to end, not tired at all.
"Grandma, let's go there now."
"Okay, see you later."
The old lady took the initiative to hang up the phone.
Haitong put her cell phone back into her trouser pocket, pushed the cart, and said to Zhan Yin, who had no time to spare, "Mr. Zhan, let's go. Grandma and the others are already downstairs and waiting for us."
Zhan Yin walked side by side with her, reminding her in a low voice as he walked: "In front of my grandma and the others, don't call me Mr. Zhan, call me Zhan Yin."
"OK."
It's just a title, Haitong won't dwell on this issue.
Soon, the old lady and the others saw the young couple coming back.
Haitong pushed a small cart, which was piled with vegetables, drinks, fruits, etc. she bought. Then the best man of their generation, the Zhan family, had big and small bags in both hands, and the couple walked side by side.
, that picture is quite harmonious.
"puff--"
Zhan Yan, the ninth young master of the Zhan family, is fifteen years younger than Zhan Yin and is still a high school student. He does not have enough concentration. When he saw this scene, he burst into laughter.
Ever since he could remember, what he was most afraid of was his eldest cousin who had a serious expression and was very strict with him. In his impression, his eldest brother was always cold, arrogant and contemptuous. In his eyes, they were
Just like ordinary people.
Unexpectedly, my eldest brother would one day become an ordinary person.
"Laojiu!"
The old lady called Lao Jiu, and she herself smiled. She felt that it was not without benefit for Zhan Yin to hide his true identity and examine Haitong's character. It would at least allow them to see another side of Zhan Yin.
"Grandma, I can't help it, please let me laugh a little longer."
Zhan Yan said with a smile: "Sister-in-law should let my eldest brother have a chicken in his left hand, a duck in his right hand, and a fat baby on his back."