Rebirth declares war on the honest

"Is Little Mengla fun? I see that Qingcheng has posted several updates."

Hua Shiyuan opened a gap in the window to let the evening wind quietly slip into the confined space.

During Gu Yun's business trip, although Hua Shiyuan didn't pester him on the phone every day like before, she still kept an eye on his movements.

Shen Qingcheng's activities on DouLe, and his stop-and-go trip to Southeast Asia, have long been remembered by Hua Shiyuan.

Despite all the conveniences in the information age, there are still shortcomings.

Obviously it was a trip for three people, once it was shared, it is unknown how many people also participated in the whole process.

"It's okay, but the local food tastes so-so, and it doesn't feel half as delicious as yours."

Gu Yun clasped Hua Shiyuan's ten fingers with one hand, turned his head and replied seriously.

"Say something nice to coax me again, bad man."

Hua Shiyuan pursed her lips slightly in disbelief, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

"There are only ribs at home, what else do you want to eat, do you want to go to the vegetable market to buy some?"

"I can do it. If you want to go shopping, I will accompany you."

Gu Yun turned the car around and drove towards Donghu Tianyue Community.

Not far from high-end residential areas, there is often a large-scale vegetable market, which focuses on fresh food. Unlike morning markets or wholesale vegetable markets, this type of vegetable market is still full of people in the evening.

"Did you really drink that poisonous snake wine?"

Hua Shiyuan raised her chin slightly, and looked at Gu Yun with a half-smile.

"Well, I had a small drink."

Gu Yun nodded, recalling the moment when he had to bite the bullet and carefully pour the wine into his mouth, he couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

"How does it feel? I'm already feeling sick just watching the video made by Qingcheng, and you actually drank it?"

Hua Shiyuan immediately raised her voice, so the man has already tried everything to make love?

The wine made from such a scary living animal can also be drunk, I really underestimated Gu Yun's determination.

"I don't feel much. Don't look at those netizens' comments under Dou Le. They are all nonsense. If it really had such a good effect, this wine would have been sold out long ago, and there is nothing wrong with Sidina!"

There was another red light at the end of the street, and Gu Yun couldn't resist Hua Shi's round and narrow gaze, even if his skin was as thick as a city wall.

He would not say that this glass of wine is actually very effective, and it played a role in fighting against heaven and earth that day. At night, Cheng Yingying and Shen Qingcheng took turns to challenge, but they were defeated by him alone.

Good mountains, good water, good wine!

It's a pity that live animals are not allowed on the plane, and the Golden Triangle does not provide services such as packaged express delivery, so Gu Yun can only give up.

"Oh"

Hua Shiyuan pursed her lips and stopped talking, leaving only a slightly stretched smile at the corners of her eyes.

UV moved forward slowly, and drove into the largest vegetable market near the community.

Gu Yun found a parking space and stopped, took Hua Shiyuan's little hand, and walked into the gate of the vegetable market.

Gu Long once said that when a person loses hope in life, let him go to the vegetable market.

Because no matter how desperate a person is, once he enters the vegetable market and once again truly smells the smell of fireworks in the world, he will definitely germinate a little love for life again.

"It's so lively."

In two lifetimes, Gu Yunjia did not go to the vegetable market a few times together.

"That's right, I really like to go to the vegetable market, and I don't have to buy something, I just have fun when I go shopping."

Hua Shiyuan took Gu Yun's arm, skillfully tore off a plastic bag and opened it, opened her mouth inside, and blew.

There are fresh fruits and vegetables that make people feel happy. Just standing there, I feel healed.

Studies have shown that the color of food can affect people's blood pressure, pulse and breathing rate.

Rich food colors can also make people feel energized, happy and relaxed.

Bright red and round peppers, emerald green vegetables, and oily and plump eggplants, these colorful and neatly sized foods can instantly heal a bad mood of a good person.

Even if you are not good at cooking, when you see these colorful and fresh food, you will start to consciously imagine its dishes and taste in your mind.

This unique pyrotechnic gas allows people to quickly escape from the virtual world and begin to focus on life here and now.

"Auntie, how much is this broccoli per catty?"

"4 yuan a catty."

The two walked deeper and deeper, Hua Shiyuan let go of Gu Yun's arm, holding the bag in one hand, picking and picking with the other hand, interacting frequently with the aunts and uncles selling vegetables, and blending in with the bustling crowd.

Along the way, Hua Shiyuan introduced to Gu Yun how fresh the fish and shrimp in front of him were, and how delicious they would be after cooking.

When she said these words, there was light in her eyes, as dazzling as the rising sun on the sea.

Just as watching vlogs can make people feel "connected to other people's lives", the vegetable market is a natural window to observe other people's lives up close.

To tell the truth, I have been using reading books to catch up and change, change sources, and read aloud with many timbres.
Gu Yun is not very good at bargaining with small vendors. He basically doesn't know how to cook with his own hands on weekdays, and he naturally doesn't know enough about the seasonal prices of various vegetables and meat. He can only help Hua Shiyuan carry things on the side and follow behind her dance to tune.

The big brother who is preparing to cut the beef bones, the girl who is counting oysters...

Young people who are under great pressure in life can easily see all kinds of serious people around them in the vegetable market, and draw strength from them to move forward.

Different from the calmness and restraint of everyone in the office, the vegetable market is noisy and lively.

"The little girl is here again? Today's hairy crabs are fresh, do you want some?"

"Hey, hey, that tofu is more tender and better."

The friendly greetings from the hawkers, the secret reminders from the grocery shopping aunts, all the interactions and goodwill between people.It all happened naturally in the vegetable market.

"How do they all know you?"

Gu Yun suddenly discovered that Hua Shiyuan, who often came to the vegetable market, seemed to have become a regular customer here without knowing it. Although everyone didn't know her name, familiarity was the biggest discount.

"In the future, if you get up early to buy vegetables a few times, the bosses at the stall will also know you, and they are very enthusiastic."

Hua Shiyuan stuck out her tongue, and when it came to her feelings about the vegetable market, enthusiasm was an unavoidable word.

In the vegetable market, each stall is highly personalized, and its temperament is the temperament of the stall owner, which also extends many non-standard additional services.

Different from the fixed process of supermarkets and online shopping, these benefits beyond standardization can make people feel the intimate connection between strangers.

"I have a stall that I often go to. Every time I go there, my aunt will give me a handful of shallots. I haven't bought vegetables for a long time. When I go again, my aunt still recognizes me and gives me green onions. This makes me feel very warm .”

After buying a lot of things she wanted to eat, Hua Shiyuan's footsteps were obviously much lighter, and she hummed a little song every time she took a step, her joy was beyond words.

"Boss, please weigh this fish."

After comparing several fish sellers, Hua Shiyuan pointed to a fish in front of a stall and said.

"Okay, do you want to help with it?"

"I want what I want."

Hua Shiyuan nodded. It is really difficult for a delicate girl to handle live fish.

The stall owner weighed the fish, and Gu Yun stepped forward to pay, then he took the fish and gave it to the fish killer on the side.

The fish killer wore a dirty apron and rubber shoes, stepping in the sewage.

Take the fish out of the bag, then squat down, press the tail of the fish with your left hand, and swing the descaling stick with your right hand to hit the head of the fish.

With two bangs, the struggling fish tail stopped.

Then, the fish killer pressed the button on the scale-removing stick, and scraped the fish scales in the opposite direction. The fish scales flew in all directions, and one piece stuck to his forehead.

After cleaning the scales of the fish, the fish killer took the knife on the ground and cut open the belly of the fish, took out the internal organs neatly, pulled out the gills and threw it aside.

Standing up again, he took the plastic bag, threw the fish in, and handed it over.

The whole process takes about a minute and a half.

The evening sun had not yet set, and the light passed through the transparent dome of the vegetable market, reflecting bright colors on the fish scales on the fish killer's forehead, flickering.

This is probably what life is supposed to be like.

Even if the environment is muddy, it can still produce colorful colors.

"No wonder you like to visit the vegetable market so much, I suddenly understand a little bit today."

Seeing Hua Shiyuan bouncing around, Gu Yun was infected with a bit of happiness.

Yes, embracing the fireworks in the streets and alleys with the one you love is like getting out of the world and stepping into a more concrete world.

Like the busy young people in this era, Gu Yun suddenly walked into the vegetable market, and suddenly found that life is so specific to the people there, it is the question of what and how to eat for the next meal.

There are no dazzling methodologies, no KPIs chasing buttocks, and no abstract concepts that are busy chasing every day.

Everything is small and specific: a fresh vegetable, the spice of a heap of star anise.

Here, you can temporarily escape from the grand, rational and busy life, and really stop, stop in the minutiae of life.

"So, I'm still very grateful for this job, which allows me to have time to cook by myself every day."

After Hua Shiyuan finished shopping, two people and four hands were full of plastic bags, big and small, and returned with a full load.

Whether it is fresh and colorful fruits and vegetables, or friendly and enthusiastic crowds, people seem to be seeking a sense of control in chaotic life behind being attracted to the vegetable market.

The post-industrial society is more like a huge machine, in which individuals are very passive and unable to control.

Being a screw doesn't know what you're being asked of or where you're being thrown.

Busy work is uncontrollable; virtual social networks are unreal; the world is changing too fast, and people will be left behind by the times at any time; even the body is involuntary, too scared to read the medical report.

But in the vegetable market, the meat is on the eucalyptus and the vegetables are in the basket, everything is appropriate and comfortable.

The ambition to control life doesn't just start with cooking, it starts when deciding which vegetables to buy.

The comfort of the vegetable market is like the anchor of life.

When you don't know where the road ahead is, go to the vegetable market for a walk.

In the noisy atmosphere of fireworks, maybe you can find the courage to move forward in the secular world.

"They say that when you are stressed, going to the market is better than drinking milk tea."

Gu Yun took the spoils from Hua Shiyuan's hands and put them into the trunk together with his own.

"Almost, I think almost."

"No, are you under any pressure?"

Gu Yun couldn't help laughing. Ordinary civil servants have been quiet for a long time. You, a newly promoted junior leader, can you feel any pressure?
"Of course it's not because I'm under pressure at work, so I won't say anything."

Hua Shiyuan gave Gu Yun a hard look, and the tip of her beautiful eyebrows changed into an arc.

Knowing the situation, Gu Yun naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to continue talking, he drove back to Donghu Tianyue Community in a few minutes, and brought home the big and small bags of fresh vegetables.

"Okay, you go into the house and rest, I will take care of these."

Hua Shiyuan kicked off her little leather shoes and stretched, unbuttoned her white shirt one by one, put on a floral apron, washed her hands, and was ready to start work.

The round and thick winter melon, the thin and long bean pods, and the flat and wide cabbage leaves are not products from a vegetable stall in her eyes, but a colorful and sharp-lined oil painting or watercolor painting by a famous artist.

These paintings are still alive and flowing.

The things that were originally placed on the shelf were in the little cook's basket in a blink of an eye.

When she finishes cooking and comes out of the pot, the vegetable basket in her hand becomes a plate of exquisite meals.

Gu Yun did not follow into the kitchen, but fell asleep on the sofa, he was indeed a little tired.

Not to mention the exhaustion of the journey, he didn't rest for a second after getting off the plane. After sending Shen Qingcheng and Cheng Yingying back to his residence, he rushed to the East Lake High-tech Zone Government without stopping.

Cold violence is only one of the means to avoid conflicts, and the ultimate appeal is to solve the problem after all.

During the period when he left Jiangcheng, he did a lot of things for Hua Shiyuan by remotely pointing out He Xuan.

The senior sister was very smart, avoiding the moment when she was emotional, and after she calmed down from her anger, she also realized that Gu Yun couldn't be blamed for Wen Ju's phone call incident.

Cold war, losing temper, and quarreling with Gu Yun are essentially a kind of venting of anger where the instigator cannot be found.

At the end of the two-week business trip, although Hua Shiyuan's lingering anger still persisted, what was even more intense was her longing for Gu Yun.

In addition, when Gu Yun came back, he brought a lot of small gifts, not to mention, he even knocked on Shan Zhenhu in front of his colleagues, giving Xiao Xiao a blow to the head.

It's nice to have a man, there's no substitute for such a sense of security.

So this is why when she saw her lover again after a long absence, she didn't mention a word of the past.

Why are you in such a hurry to spoil the scenery?

Only when the timing is right can we bring up the emotion and effect to the maximum.

Not long after Gu Yun fell into a deep sleep, he had a long dream, in which there were countless delicacies, the taste of which made people unable to extricate themselves.

He hadn't waited for the meal to be officially served in his dream, as if someone had pinched his nose, opening the channel between dream and reality.

"It's time for dinner"

In front of him was Tong Kongzhong's loving senior sister. He took a deep breath and found that the fragrance from the food was exactly the same as in his dream.

Is this what it feels like to have a dream come true?