Chapter 13 The feeling of being protected

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Song Shishu had no time to refuse, and was pushed out by the old lady. Of course, Fu Jingzhan was with her.

He seems to be very foresighted. He didn't change his shoes when he entered the house just now...

Song Shishu turned his head and glanced at him: "Then let's..."

Fu Jingzhan turned around and walked to the elevator.

Song Shishu was speechless for a while, then followed him.

Fu Jingzhan obviously knew nothing about these things. When the two of them arrived at a nearby shopping mall, he went straight to the clothing area on the second floor.

"Hey, this way!" Song Shishu pushed the cart with one hand and quickly pulled his sleeve with the other.

Fu Jingzhan frowned, and Song Shishu quickly retracted his hand and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, um, the places to buy food are usually on the first floor."

Fu Jingzhan took the cart silently and chose to follow Song Shishu.

Song Shishu was not surprised by his appearance, but he was a little curious in his heart. Wasn't he just an ordinary office worker? Even if you work in a high-rise building, you still haven't visited a shopping mall, right?

With this in mind, Song Shishu simply asked.

Fu Jingzhan said without changing his expression: "I have never been to this mall. The second floor of the mall where I lived before was a place selling vegetables."

Song Shishu suddenly understood: "That's it."

She smiled and took the initiative to explain to Fu Jingzhan: "Actually, there is an index when you enter the mall. You can take a look first."

Fu Jingzhan was silent.

Song Shishu said a few words and saw that he was not very interested, so he stopped talking.

The two people were already outstanding in appearance, so they came to buy groceries one after another, which attracted the attention of many people.

Someone pointed at the two of them, but it didn't matter to Song Shishu. After all, she had never seen anything like that when she was a teacher in school, but she was afraid that Fu Jingzhan wouldn't be used to it, so she even looked back.

Sure enough, this man's brows were furrowed tightly, as if he was a volcano about to erupt at any moment.

"How about you go and wait for me?"

Fu Jingzhan glanced at Song Shishu: "Hurry up and buy it."

Song Shishu trembled all over and turned around to pick out the ingredients.

At this time, everything was the freshest, including seafood. Song Shishu had no intention of letting Fu Jingzhan spend money. He calculated his own money and wanted to shop around to buy the most cost-effective seafood.

Fu Jingzhan saw her lowering her head and wanted to compare the thickness of each crab's legs. He clicked his tongue and said, "Hurry up, grandma should be anxious."

Song Shishu responded, without having time to compare them carefully, he quickly selected six crabs and weighed them before choosing other ingredients.

"Do you have any taboos?"

Fu Jingzhan: "I don't like to eat bland food."

Song Shishu: "..."

This man! I just added a little less salt and remember it till now?

Song Shishu originally planned to endure it, but in the end he couldn't get angry anymore, so he snorted and said: "I intentionally cooked too much food that day to feed the stray cats, so I put less salt in it. It was you who ate the cats' dinner yourself." It fell off, but I still don’t like this or that.”

Fu Jingzhan paused when he heard her angry tone.

Is this woman blaming him for competing with stray cats for food?

Fu Jingzhan laughed angrily. He wanted to say something, but now he still needed her to cooperate in acting for grandma, so he couldn't bear it anymore.

After Song Shishu picked out everything, he asked Fu Jingzhan to push the cart and queue up first.

She herself went to the daily necessities area and carefully selected towels and toothbrushes suitable for the elderly for her grandma. When she came back, she was just about to hear someone scolding Fu Jingzhan.

"Such an older man doesn't even know how to pay the bill? Do you think you are the prince? Does the prince still need to come and buy groceries in person?"

"Hey, you are so funny. You said the machine was broken. Didn't you listen to what the cashier said just now? Why are you so angry at this young man?"

"If he doesn't even know how to check out, how many times can the cashier operate the machine to check out for him? What kind of person is he? He dresses like a dog, doesn't know how to check out, and even puts things that can't be put in. When I went in, I didn’t know to alert the cashier, which caused the machine to break down. I was still waiting to go home to cook. The queue was already long, and I encountered a shit stick. I was speechless!"

At first, the man yelled that someone stood up to help Fu Jingzhan, but the queue was so long, and now that the machine was broken, he didn’t know how long he would have to wait. This caused many people in the queue behind him to express resentment, and they all started to blame Fu Jingzhan.

Seeing this, Song Shishu rushed over and stood in front of Fu Jingzhan, and said in an upright voice: "Uncle, this is your fault. It's the first time for everyone. Usually I do these things. My husband doesn't come here for the first time." It’s normal, and besides, if you think the queue here is slow, there are several cashiers next door, you can go there.”

"No one wants to see a machine break down. Can the machine you are cursing about get better or something like that? Why do you have to be so grumpy? Who doesn't know how to do it? Didn't you also not know how to walk when you were born? Do you still have to rely on others to teach you?”

"Are you so intolerant?"

"Hey, I said you -" The uncle was being lectured by a little girl Song Shishu. He couldn't help but wanted to get angry, but he happened to meet Fu Jingzhan's cold eyes. The aura of a superior person in him was too strong, and the uncle suddenly withered. .

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Song Shishu rolled his eyes.

Teachers don’t like to meet such people, because people who tend to struggle with these matters are not responsible and reasonable parents.

Even though Song Shishu is a university teacher, I have seen many Xiong students and Xiong parents, especially those who are in college. Some students have long been spoiled. Those parents still think that their sons can be admitted to Beijing University with their lifestyle. And what about other issues?

When your child graduates from college and is a top student, and can find a job with a monthly salary of tens of thousands in minutes, he is superior to others and is absolutely impossible to make mistakes.

Every time Song Shishu spoke so earnestly and sincerely, his mouth watered, but those parents might not be willing to listen.

She is really one head and two big.

"Are you okay?" Song Shishu calmed down and turned to look at Fu Jingzhan.

But she saw Fu Jingzhan staring at her thoughtfully.

Song Shishu tilted his head: "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Fu Jingzhan turned his head, not intending to answer. Thinking of the way she had used her slender body to block him in front of him, angrily blaming other people for him, his lips curled up slightly, and for the first time he was willing to answer: "No."

Song Shishu said oh, just at this time the cashier came back and the machine was restarted. Song Shishu hurriedly swept the things with Fu Jingzhan. When checking out, Song Shishu wanted to pay but Fu Jingzhan blocked him.

"Swipe my card."

The cashier didn't care about the relationship between the two people. He quickly took the card and swiped it, returned it to Fu Jingzhan, and then asked the next customer if he had a membership card.

Song Shishu was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything.

The two of them went home carrying large and small bags, and Song Shishu immediately got into the kitchen.

Fu Jingzhan also got in for some reason.

Song Shishu didn't understand when he saw such a big person standing there: "Why did you come in?"

Fu Jingzhan: "Supervisor."

Song Shishu: "..."