Online games: Starting from an encounter

Chapter 217

Shen Lang and Nan Xi had a simple lunch, and then drove to the nearest large shopping mall.

"Uncle, do you want to drink?"

In the mall, the two walked hand in hand and stopped in front of the Moutai counter. Nan Xi turned to look at Shen Lang and asked.

"Yes."

Shen Lang nodded.

Although Old Shen's alcohol tolerance is not large, he loves to drink. Originally, Shen Lang was going to buy two bottles of good wine for Old Shen to try.

"Please move a box of Feitian Moutai, thank you."

Nan Xi smiled sweetly at the teller, which made the teller happy. Today was a big order.

"You don't need a box, just two bottles, and pack them in a gift box."

Shen Lang hurriedly said to the teller.

"Just move a box."

Nan Xi was a little surprised.

"Old Shen doesn't know the goods. One box is too much. He thought it was fake. Two bottles will do."

Shen Lang explained.

Wine is actually the same thing. You can't taste anything good with 200 yuan and 2,000 yuan. Just give two bottles to Old Shen to try. There's no need to have more.

"Oh, okay then."

Nan Xi didn't say much, and agreed with Shen Lang's point of view.

Soon, the teller packed two bottles of Feitian Moutai for the two of them, and carefully left the invoice in the package. The total amount was 5,280 yuan, which was quite expensive.

"This shouldn't be fake!"

Putting the Moutai in the cart, Nan Xi stopped in front of the Yanghe wine counter before walking far, and asked the teller to move a box of Mengzhilan M9, 4 bottles in a box, more than 4,500 yuan.

Then, Nan Xi continued to stroll, and Shen Lang followed.

More than an hour later, the two finally finished shopping in the mall. Nan Xi bought a lot of things, and the trunk was almost full.

I bought six bottles of wine and tea for Dad Shen, but I don't smoke, so I didn't buy any cigarettes. I bought a set of cosmetics for Mom Shen, and then a box of donkey-hide gelatin and a gift box of bird's nest, spending more than 30,000 yuan in total.

Of course, it was Nan Xi who swiped the card, and Shen Lang asked in confusion.

At the beginning, the little girl said that her bank card was not bound, but it turned out that she was fooling him.

The share of the Snowland Guild also came down. Nan Xi, as the main force among the main forces, got hundreds of thousands of yuan, and Shen Lang didn't worry too much about who paid.

After shopping in the mall, the two didn't stay any longer and drove directly to Nanqing City.

Nanqing City is one of the county-level cities under Qinghai City. It is about 100 kilometers away from Qinghai City. It can be reached in more than an hour by car, which is not too far.

This time, Nan Xi drove the car, and Shen Lang finally experienced the feeling that Yu Luo Dengming and others talked about. The little girl's driving skills are quite impressive. Except for the high-speed speed test stage, the speed has never dropped below 180. The one and a half hour journey was shortened to 50 minutes, and this was under the condition that Shen Lang persuaded her. Otherwise, she would have arrived home in half an hour...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Mercedes-Benz drove into a slightly old residential area.

Fuxiang Residential Area, this is Shen Lang's home. It has been a residential area for more than 20 years, but it was just renovated last year. The environment is still good and it doesn't look too old.

Shen Lang lives on the third floor. Shen Lang moved everything up twice.

Today is Wednesday. There is no one at home. Shen's father and mother went to work and were not at home.

"Which room is yours?"

Because Shen's father and mother were not at home, Nan Xiaoxi was not nervous. She looked around and was very excited.

"The one inside."

Shen Lang pointed to a bedroom inside, and then took the things Nan Xi bought and put them on the cabinet inside.

"Then can I go in and take a look?"

Nan Xi asked with a smile.

"What do you think?"

Shen Lang glanced at her, put his things away, then walked over and opened the door of his bedroom.

"Miss Nan Xi, please come in."

"Yes, yes."

Nan Xi walked into Shen Lang's bedroom with a smile and looked around with interest.

Shen Lang's bedroom was not big, with a cabinet, a bed, and a study table. There were two posters on the wall, one was the famous painting of the 10th century of basketball, and the other was the curtain call painting of 16 years.

"Is this where you grew up?"

Nan Xi turned around curiously, and then sat down on the study table beside the bed, which was also covered with small paintings, all of which were players of the NBA.

"Yes, but I moved here when I was seven years old and in elementary school."

Shen Lang sat down on the bed, looking at the familiar room, feeling a little emotional.

He spent less time here since he went to college.

Although he went to college in Qinghai, which is not far away, he only came back once a month. After he started working, he came back even less often. He basically stayed at home for 15 days a year.It won't be more than a month.

Shen Lang couldn't help but think of a sentence.

When I was a child, home was everything. When I was in elementary school, home was at night. When I was in junior high school, home was on weekends. When I was in high school, home was on holidays. When I was in college, home was on winter and summer vacations. When I entered society, home was only the Spring Festival...

And the so-called father-son and mother-daughter relationship only means that your fate with him is to keep watching his back gradually go away in this life.

At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Oh, then where did you live before?"

Nan Xi smiled.

"I live in my hometown. I have a grandma in my hometown. I will go to see her tomorrow."

Shen Lang took a deep breath and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay!"

"Oh, why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Nan Xi suddenly remembered something and frowned, "I didn't buy a gift for my grandma!"

"No need to buy, just wait for the money, she will go to the market to buy it herself."

Shen Lang smiled.

"Oh, that's fine, but I have to buy some."

Nan Xi smiled, took out a pen from the bamboo tube on the table, and pretended to write schoolwork, "Thinking back then, Shen Da's bully wrote furiously here, hehe..."

As she spoke, Nan Xi couldn't help laughing.

"Nan Xiaoxi, why do I feel like you are mocking me?"

"No way, no way, how dare I, hehe..."

Nan Xi smiled very brightly, her big eyes narrowed into crescents.

"Huh? Is this a photo of you when you were a child? So cute!"

Nan Xi glanced at a small display at the back of the desk and reached out to take it out.

"That's not me."

Shen Lang said.

"Not you?"

Nan Xi glanced at Shen Lang, then at the photo, "Then who is this."

"It's your husband."

Shen Lang said seriously.