Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

With deep confusion, Xiaosan walked into this commercial street for the time being.

"Ah, it's Xiaosan. You're here. I haven't seen you here for a long time. Do you need anything today?"

"Some crab mushrooms and some small tomatoes, um, cabbage and potatoes."

"No problem, just a moment."

At the entrance of the vegetable shop named 'Dosen Eight Hundred Houses', Xiaosan looked at the familiar aunt in the shop, picking vegetables for him, and then hesitated, unable to hold back the doubt in his heart, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Well, what happened to the shops next to it? Why are they all closed suddenly?"

"You mean Qingtian and the others? They have already transferred the store."

Xiaosan used to visit several shops next to him by chance, because sometimes the supermarkets were out of stock, so Xiaosan came to this street more often.

I remembered that most of the nearby shops were run by middle-aged or elderly people. As for the names, Xiaosan was not very clear.

"Transfer? All?"

"There is a group called Ruishan who wants to renovate this commercial street, so they bought all those shops. I wanted to refuse at first, but I can't... In a few days, I will also buy them here. closed."

Handing the vegetables to Xiaosan, Xiaosan took out his wallet and handed the money to Mrs. Dotson.

"Well, let's not accept the change, as a special treatment for the last guest."

"is it okay?"

"I don't think there will be any chance to meet you in the future. Speaking of which, I still like you little guy. If my granddaughter isn't here, I would like to..."

"Ahem, thank you very much."

Interrupting the other party's somewhat dangerous speech, Xiao San smiled and said goodbye to the other party.

However, after walking out of the shopping street, Xiaosan still couldn't help but look back at the commercial street with a sense of age, pursing his lips with a regretful expression.

"Is it going to be remodeled?"

The progress of the times, this is also a helpless thing, Xiaosan silently recorded the current situation in his heart, and then slowly turned around and headed home.

After returning home, Xiaosan casually put the vegetable plastic bag in his hand on the table, then looked at the whole bag of vegetables and thought carefully.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I prepared a vegetable salad. Would you like to try a vegetable salad? I'm a little worried about diarrhea..."

To be honest, Xiaosan is somewhat unaccustomed to raw vegetables, but thinking about it, it seems that he hasn’t eaten those fresh vegetables for a long time, considering the nutritional issue, Xiaosan still cleaned those vegetables carefully .

"Cooked vegetables really can't be made into salads, I don't know if they're raw or half-cooked."

Every time he looked at those sashimi, Xiaosan couldn't help but see the images of the parasites he had seen before, so that later, even the vegetables had to be thoroughly cooked and sterilized.

Staring at the vegetables that he had washed three or four times, Xiaosan sighed deeply, and gave up the salad plan.

"The more you think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes. Let's make it into vegetable soup. Anyway, the nutrition should be about the same."

Thinking that even if it is made into a salad, I may not be able to eat it. Instead of wasting it, it is better to just make it into food that I am willing to accept.

I don't know when it started, but cooking has become his hobby, Xiaosan. After giving up the plan of making salad, he took out two more eggs from the refrigerator and prepared to make vegetable egg soup.

"Tonight, she probably won't come to eat, right?"

Thinking about the time when the other party came home last night, Xiaosan was not very clear. After preparing the dinner dishes, he glanced at the light pot bottom, then raised his eyes and glanced at the chili powder that he put in his hand. .

Someone has been living here recently, and he hasn't made dishes that he is satisfied with for a long time. If it wasn't because he was concerned about other people's tastes, then the dishes he saw at the Tachibana Sisters and Qingshan Qihai would not be as normal as they seem Yes, at least it has to turn red a little bit.

Qiuyue Xiaosan is actually a strong taste that likes to add hot sauce and chili powder.

"..."

Staring at the plain bottom of the pot, Xiaosan couldn't help but want to pour something into it, but after struggling, Xiaosan still raised his head and sighed lightly.

"Forget it, let's scoop some out first and add some ingredients. If the other party can't accept it... soon I will solve it all by myself?"

Xiaosan was a little moved, but in the end he couldn't do such a thing.

......

After dinner, Xiaosan who was sitting in his room felt a little regretful.

Sure enough, the other party returned home slowly after dinner. His unnecessary struggle and entanglement were really unnecessary.

"However, according to this situation, I don't need to think about her dinner in the future. Well, I can continue to resume the normal cooking when I live alone."

Sitting in his own room, listening to the slight movement in the living room outside the room, Xiaosan's face looked a little dull.

To be honest, Xiaosan was a little annoyed by the existence of the other party who had no communication with him.

He is a very egotistical person, no matter how hypocritical words he uses to cover up himself, Xiaosan is quite clear in his heart what kind of character he is.

The arrival of the other party was beyond his expectation, and he only thought that there might be someone with whom he could communicate, so he accepted the other party half-heartedly.

But now, after discovering that the other party has not communicated with him at all, the existence of the girl suddenly becomes a bit of an eyesore in Xiaosan's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Xiaosan could only try his best to ignore the movement outside the room.

"After a while, she will move out. During this time, please show some consideration for the other party."

Xiaosan hates himself very much, hates his boring way of thinking about others...

Chapter 117. You also know that this is a classroom?