"Honey, these chips seem pretty good; I know the spokesperson for this one. Should we buy a bag?" Jiang Nuo played a little ga, buying only one bag to share with his wife.
Mu Qiuniang threw it into the cart.
"Honey, these chocolate sticks are good too; I see many girls like them!"
Mu Qiuniang threw it into the cart.
"Honey, look at this!"
Mu Qiuniang threw it into the cart.
...
At first, Jiang Nuo thought his wife was being considerate, but he soon realized that everything he asked about ended up in the cart.
Unable to hold back, he finally said, "Why are you throwing everything in? So things I'm just casually asking about."
"Aren't you the one who wants them?" Mu Qiuniang replied.
Jiang Nuo: "..."
Then he dared not ask about everything so casually anymore, otherwise he'd end up with a bunch of things he didn't really want at ho.
Jiang Nuo could only take out the things from the cart that he didn't want, and after doing so, realized he actually didn't want much.
Mu Qiuniang saw he had thrown out most of the snacks and said, "Want to look at sothing else?"
Jiang Nuo, feeling a bit defeated, replied, "Let's just buy groceries then. You're not into snacks anyway." Both of them don't really like snacks, so shopping for them isn't enjoyable.
"If you want to snack, I'll make so for you." Making candies, dried fruits, and preserves is not too hard for Mu Qiuniang.
She just doesn't have much of a craving for them, so she's lazy to make them. Although she seems diligent with three als a day, she's actually quite fond of being lazy.
"You can make them? We've been together for so many years, and I don't think I've ever seen you make any." Not even fried potato chips.
"I don't like snacks."
"Then let's forget it, since you're not into them."
"Not liking doesn't an not eating. If it's made, I will eat it."
"If you're going to eat, then we'll make them."
...
While they were talking, they arrived at the vegetable and fruit section.
Because there were few people, it seed quite deserted here. However, it wasn't completely empty as this was one of the largest supermarkets in the area, so even at noon there were still so people.
"Do we want this?" Jiang Nuo, who never entered supermarkets to buy things, picked up a tomato and asked.
"You can buy a little." Buying too much is a waste, anyway, she'll turn it into Spirit Food.
"Do you pick the big and red ones?" Jiang Nuo had little experience in choosing things.
Before marriage, he was an orphan with no choice; after marriage, all the food at ho was prepared by her, without needing his input.
"Yes." She replied softly.
"How about this?" Jiang Nuo quickly asked, holding a pepper.
"Pick ones like this..." Mu Qiuniang casually picked one and said.
She didn't pick the largest nor the smallest, but a dium-sized, slender and smooth one without any marks.
Jiang Nuo had a great sense of understanding; he looked at the one she picked and picked one similar: "Like this one?"
"Yes."
"What about this pumpkin? Is this a pumpkin?"
"Yes, it is."
...
Shopping at the supermarket, the ti never feels too long. Jiang Nuo felt like he just picked a few items, yet when they got out, it was almost dark.
No way?
He stared at the sky, thinking.
"What's wrong?" Mu Qiuniang asked, puzzled.
"Sigh... Don't you think ti flies by?" Jiang Nuo sighed and said.
"It does feel fast." To her, closing a cultivation session once took a decade.
Even though she's two or three centuries old, most of her ti was spent in "closed-door cultivation," and her dealings with worldly matters were less experienced than Jiang Nuo, who was only in his twenties.
Sotis, Mu Qiuniang wondered if the so-called "experience" was about experiencing these everyday things?
"Honey, let carry it." Although ti passed quickly, they bought quite a lot, with bags and packages in hands; Jiang Nuo could barely hold them all. Clearly, everything was bought sparingly, but with so many types, the quantity just kept increasing no matter how much he tried to control it.
Jiang Nuo insisted that Mu Qiuniang give him what she was carrying, and she only needed to carry so lighter things.
"Luckily it's nearby, otherwise we would have to take a cab." Actually, he'd prefer taking a cab.
"It's fine, let do it!" Mu Qiuniang worried he couldn't handle it. Snacks are light, but fruits can be heavy.
"I'm a man, let ." Jiang Nuo's masculinity kicked in.
Mu Qiuniang, feeling helpless, could only carry a bag of snacks and a bag of vegetables while following him.
Jiang Nuo had apples and pears in his left hand, waterlon and bananas in his right, and in no ti he felt he couldn't carry them anymore.
As expected, without a pound of strength, one would struggle to walk a thousand miles.
Seeing him struggle a bit, Mu Qiuniang asked, "Need help?"
"No need!" Jiang Nuo gritted his teeth.
He was a man, the head of the house; how could he fail to carry this much?
anwhile, he ntally recalculated how much fruit they bought; one type was either a pound or half, and altogether, it was...
Ten pounds?
Ten pounds on the left, eleven pounds on the right.
Dang, how is it not ho yet?
Usually, the supermarket seed very close, but at that mont, to Jiang Nuo, it felt so far.
Clearly, the community seed within reach, but after walking forever, they still hadn't arrived.
"Let carry it!"
Before Jiang Nuo reached his limit, Mu Qiuniang offered her "helping hand," effortlessly taking the bags out of his hands. Compared to his struggle, she lifted them like empty bags, as if it was no effort at all.
"These are heavy..." Jiang Nuo started to say, but realized his wife wasn't having any trouble, leaving him speechless and resigned.
Holy crap!
He was the man!
He was the head of the house!
He actually couldn't carry such a small amount; how embarrassing.
Even he, a tall man, struggled, while his wife, who wasn't even shoulder height, handled it easily. She carried them the rest of the way ho without even panting and organized the new purchases by putting them in the fridge or the kitchen.
Jiang Nuo could do nothing but rest beside her.
"Honey, your stamina is amazing!"
Mu Qiuniang didn't even spare him a glance.
Jiang Nuo didn't mind and said, "Honey, did you eat a lot of spinach?" Otherwise, how could you have such strength?
Even he, a big man, was no match for her; sigh... what to do with such an excellent wife?
Before they made their relationship public, he used to be outside filming often and didn't notice it much; but now it's public and they're together often, he realized that he's simply "a hero with no place to show his strength" in front of his wife.
He felt a tinge of sadness.
Moreover, he shared this "sadness" on Weibo: [strongman sailor image.jpg Wife's too excellent, hero with no place to show his strength, what to do? Waiting online.]
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