Choose, be a worker!

Ten minutes away from the Yulong Bay community, there is a large-scale farmers' market.

When the Yulongwan community was first built, the developer built a farmers' market for the convenience of the daily life of the owners of the community.

After Qin Tian drove the car and took a few aunts to find a temporary parking lot, they were temporarily separated at the entrance of the farmers' market, after all, the things everyone bought were not the same.

The farmers' market is bustling with the shouts of various vendors.

The only difference from ordinary wet markets is that most of the vendors who set up stalls here have business licenses.

After all, next to it is the school district room with higher stalls, and the developer does not allow the merchant to sell some three-no products.

It's not like a regular wet market, where you can just find a vacant spot and sell things.

The farmers' market is very large, Qin Tian and Sun Qimei have been shopping for more than half an hour, and the two of them are already carrying all kinds of ingredients in their hands.

In the crowd, Sun Qimei and Qin Tian walked side by side, she looked at Qin Tian, who was tall next to her, and the plastic bag in her hand, she felt unusually down-to-earth.

In the past ten years of life, Sun Qimei has basically gone out to buy vegetables alone, and only when Chen Qianqian occasionally rests, can she accompany her out.

Sun Qimei thought she was Xi to the feeling of being alone.

But every time I see other couples walking together talking and laughing in the vegetable market, Sun Qimei always has a feeling of emptiness in her heart.

She is just an ordinary housewife who has no high-quality pursuit of life.

So Sun Qimei enjoys this ordinary and down-to-earth daily life now.

In order to be able to walk around the farmers' market with Qin Tian for a while, Sun Qimei also deliberately slowed down.

Passing by every vendor, she would come up and ask for a few words, no matter what the other party was selling, just to enjoy the mediocre life she had longed for for a long time.

Sun Qimei herself knows that it is wrong for her to think so, after all, this is her daughter's boyfriend.

So she has been hiding her shameful thoughts very deeply, and she is unwilling or afraid to reveal it.

In addition, she is also very satisfied with her current life, and she is sincerely happy that her daughter can find such an excellent boyfriend.

She just hopes that this plain and happy life will continue slowly.

When her daughter and Xiao Qin get married, she will go over to help them take care of the children, a family of four or a family of five, and live happily like this.

"Xiao Qin, why don't you help your aunt get some for you?"

Sun Qimei looked at the plastic bags in Qin Tian's hand, and was a little embarrassed.

The two bought a lot of things, basically Sun Qimei was responsible for selecting the ingredients, and after Qin Tian paid the money, she took the initiative to take the packed things into her hands, and she carried two light green onions in her hands.

"It's okay Aunt Sun, it's not heavy.

Qin Tian smiled indifferently.

Sun Qimei smiled with relief and didn't continue to entangle.

This kind of daily life similar to that of male farmers and women weaving is the ordinary life that Sun Qimei yearns for the most.

Of course, this kind of shameful thing can only be thought about in my heart, and Sun Qimei does not dare to reveal it.

She also turned to another topic with interest: "Then Xiao Qin, do you have anything else you want to eat? Auntie can cook a lot of dishes."

"I'm not a picky eater, Auntie, you can do anything."

"So... Then we've bought almost everything, and they're about to come out, so let's go and wait for them at the door."

Sun Qimei's tone was a little reluctant, but her face was always filled with a satisfied smile, and she also hoped that next time Xiao Qin would be able to accompany her out to buy groceries.

The two of them went to the entrance of the farmer's market and waited for the others.

Qin Tian was idle and bored, so he picked up the dishes and distanced himself from Sun Qimei, lit a cigarette and looked at a grandmother selling chicks not far away in a daze.

These chicks are not ordinary yellow, but they are all kinds of colors, colorful, placed in a woven basket, chirping.

The children passing by were clamoring for their parents to buy them a few, but they didn't know that this kind of chick would not live for three days at most and be gone.

Sun Qimei was next to her, quietly watching Qin Tian who was smoking, and her face would be filled with a smile of relief from time to time.

Of course, Sun Qimei naturally doesn't think that boys who smoke are cool, and she is not an ignorant little girl.

It's just that an elderly woman like her will have an inexplicable sense of compromise with the man she cares about.

Sun Qimei still vaguely felt that Qin Tian's occasional behavior carried a mature man's temperament, which was not at all like what he could feel at his age.

"Little sister, little sister!" A

grandmother selling pork next to her waved her hand and shouted to Sun Qimei with a warm smile: "Do you want to bring some pork back?"

Most housewives have a few familiar vendors in the vegetable market, and Sun Qimei is the same.

Sun Qimei also often takes care of this grandmother who sells pork, and her pork is indeed fresh, otherwise Sun Qimei, who attaches more importance to daily life, would not be able to take care of her family often.

But Sun Qimei remembered that she had just bought pork the day before yesterday, and there was still unfinished food in the refrigerator, and she bought so many vegetables today, so she didn't need to buy pork anymore.

Just when Sun Qimei just wanted to smile and refuse, Grandma said enthusiastically: "Little sister, my pig was just killed in the morning and just shipped over, it is very fresh, take some back with your husband."

Sun Qimei's heart moved, and she thought: "It's not impossible to have more dishes at noon, anyway, there is a refrigerator at home."

Sun Qimei walked over with her legs on the shredded meat, put the green silk in front of her forehead to her ear, glanced at the pork on the stall, and picked a large and most expensive tenderloin: "Grandma, help me weigh it." "

Howler, Howler. Grandma

smiled happily and quickly took out the fair scale and put the tenderloin on the weighing pan.

At the same time, the grandmother also smiled and flattered: "Little sister, I have never seen you take your husband out to buy vegetables, he didn't go to work today, right?"

Sun Qimei's heart flashed a trace of throbbing, and she looked back at Qin Tian, who was squatting and smoking in a daze, and then raised her eyes to look at the grandmother who was selling pork.

didn't deny it, didn't explain, but a pair of happy phoenix eyes fell on the pork belly next to him, and smiled happily: "Grandma, help me weigh this too."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you scale. Grandma

laughed so hard that her eyes narrowed into a line.

When Sun Qimei bought pork from her, she was picky every time, and she bought relatively little, after all, there were only their mother and daughter at home, and they couldn't eat too much to eat.

Grandma didn't expect that this little sister who used to pick and search would become so arrogant today.