Chapter 298 Collapse and Reorganization of the World (95)

"After eating something so sweet, I think I'll take you to get your wisdom teeth removed first."

An Yiran said aggrievedly: "I really have forgotten everything. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known at all."

Hua Zhi was stunned, and he softened his expression to comfort An Yiran, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I forgot to remind you. I was just afraid that you would roll on the ground after eating too much."

"Then don't eat it..." An Yiran's face was gloomy. She knew how painful it was to have wisdom teeth, and there was a big bag of snacks in the car. She didn't have to eat these candies, so she put them back obediently.

"Be good, I'll make you bacon and eggs on toast tomorrow morning, okay?"

She said a little proudly: "As it should be! But now you have to make it into a cute shape, otherwise I won't eat it!"

Hua Zhi saw some molds on the shelf nearby, so he reached out and took a fish-shaped one down. He said, "I promise to complete the task, but do you think fish are cute, Xiaoyi?"

An Yiran didn't look up. She didn't expect that there was someone selling molds here. She was taken advantage of by him, so she could only say, "It's barely passable."

Hua Zhi picked and chose from them and bought a few more at once. In addition to the little fish, there was also An Yiran's favorite cat shape.

The mall was lonely, with only the two of them there from beginning to end, and they had to pay the bill by themselves.

An Yiran took the things out of the cart one by one, and Hua Zhi was responsible for scanning the barcodes. She watched as the small amounts of money, ten or eight yuan, were added up, and in the end it turned out to be several hundred yuan.

Seeing Huazhi spending money without hesitation, she secretly vowed to achieve financial freedom herself.

In the end, the things filled four big bags, so we returned home with a full load.

These past two days she had been craving something sweet, but couldn't eat sugar, so she took a few boxes of jelly as a compensation.

She tore open the jelly package, poured it into the box and shook it wildly to allow the jelly and powder to fully combine.

While everyone was eating happily here, the task of weighing the food naturally fell to Huazhi. He held all the food in the four big bags in his hands.

There was a small bag hanging on An Yiran's wrist, filled with crushed biscuits, flattened bread, and snacks that she had to eat on the way.

She said: "Food should be complete to look pleasing to the eye and to make people appetite!" She wants to eat whole biscuits, unbroken potato chips, and bread in perfect shapes, so she has to protect them well and not let them be squeezed with other foods in a big bag.

Relying on her partiality, she tortured him unscrupulously. An Yiran secretly glanced at him beside her. He just walked forward with no expression on his face, no sadness or joy.

But after feeling An Yiran's gaze, he turned his head slightly and asked her with a smile: "What's wrong?"

An Yiran shook her head, feeling a little guilty for treating the other person like a slave, but she knew she was wrong and refused to change.

Curling up on the sofa while waiting for Huazhi to cook, she wondered if the current situation had turned out like this because they were all too conceited.

She was conceited and believed that nothing was impossible as long as she wanted to; but he was so conceited that he never thought that the medicine he made might be ineffective.

Because curry rice is obviously easier to make than rice balls, he took a shortcut and chose to directly change the menu. After serving the food on the table, he found that An Yiran didn't think there was anything wrong, so he felt relieved.

An Yiran looked at the cute kitten in front of her and there was even a bow drawn with ketchup on its ears.

Then she looked at the other person's and asked, "What is this?" "I'm new to it. I've failed many times."

His portion of rice was garnished with a generous amount of shredded seaweed.

To be honest, curry is not difficult to make, so there is nothing wrong with this meal.

The next morning, she had bacon and eggs on toast. In front of her was a nice-looking piece of toast, while the other person had some extra toast scraps on her plate.

It has become a habit for her to blurt out, "Thank you!"

Hua Zhi swallowed the bread mixed with milk in his mouth. He seemed to have adapted to such a bland and happy life. His face was full of joy. "As long as you like it, it's just a simple thing."

He pulled out a piece of toilet paper and wiped the ketchup from the corner of the other person's mouth.

"What do you want to do after dinner? Do you want to go for a walk together?"

"Let's take a break. Just sit on the sofa for a while. I ate too much and I feel a little dizzy." An Yiran said that he just wanted to lie down.

Hua Zhi got up and made a cup of coffee, handed it to her and said, "It will be better to drink some coffee to relieve the greasiness. It seems that next time I should reduce the amount of cooking so that I can control your food intake."

"No! This is obviously a recognition of your cooking skills. The old people have a saying that goes, if you waste food, God will strike you with lightning!"

Hua Zhi burst out laughing at her words. He was just teasing her, after all, she wasn't fat. So he agreed with her and said, "Then consider this a reward. You can't eat so much in the future."

"I know!" After swallowing the last bite in her mouth, she stood up from her chair, left the dining table, and walked towards the living room to collapse.

"Then you can lie down in the living room for a while and watch some TV. I'll go wash the dishes, and then we'll take a walk together. The old saying is right, take a hundred steps after a meal, and you'll live to be ninety-nine."

Hearing Hua Zhi say this, she muttered softly: "I really talked a lot in my old life. When I get old, I will talk about everything too..."

Hua Zhi poked his head out and asked An Yiran, "What did you say?"

"I didn't call you, I was just talking to myself!"

An Yiran felt that she seemed to have hardly watched TV since she got a mobile phone. Holding the TV remote control in her hand, she actually felt a little nostalgic for a moment.

She turned on the power and changed the channels for a long time, but she didn't know what to watch. She was not interested in watching soap operas, so she could only listen to some current affairs.

The news broadcast was coming to an end at this time, and a voice came from the TV - the number of infections in western my country has risen sharply today, and the infection rate has reached an astonishing 36.3%. The development of new vaccines has not been promoted yet. If anyone has a unique understanding of the development of new vaccines, please contact the phone number below. Please do not go out casually. You need to report when leaving the shelter and the community. Today's news broadcast ends here. Thank you.

An Yiran shouted, "4615248!" and ran around the living room. Finally, she went to Huazhi's study to get a piece of useless paper and wrote down the phone number scrolling below.

Hua Zhi wiped his hands with a towel. He looked at An Yiran writing something and asked, "4615248? What does this mean?"

An Yiran did not shy away from telling the truth: "This is the country recruiting talents for the development of new drugs. If you are interested, please call this number."

"A new drug, do you want to try it, Xiaoyi?"