Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character's Ordinary Life

[Quick Transmigration + System + Avoiding the Plot + No Fixed CP]

Chen Xi, an ordinary 21st-century girl, transmigrated to a post-apocalyptic world due to a car accident, but failed to surviv...

Chapter 105: Childhood sweethearts’ comparison group 29

Chapter 105: Childhood sweethearts’ comparison group 29

There was a drizzle in the early morning, and the fresh air after the rain was mixed with the moist scent of earth.

He Yan casually tied her hair into a ponytail and walked to the balcony. The windows were not closed tightly last night, and the rain filtered through the screens, bringing some coolness to the potted plants by the window.

The house was quiet, and it was a rare chance to rest. My parents and my brother's room doors were all closed, and I guess they wouldn't be able to get up before mid-morning.

After changing her clothes and going downstairs, He Yan smiled happily. The ground was so wet, but it was not an excuse for her not to run.

Since becoming a food blogger, making all kinds of delicious food every day, their family's weight has been increasing rapidly.

After thinking for a while, she rode her electric donkey to the vegetable market near the community. Her parents had been working and her younger brother had been studying hard recently, so she decided to pick a chicken to make soup.

"Hey, Yan Zi, you come so early again today." Since moving back home, He Yan has gotten to know many stall vendors in the vegetable market.

"Yes, Aunt Ke, I want to buy a chicken to make soup at home today, you have to help me pick a good one." She greeted with a smile.

"Don't worry, Aunt Ke has been selling chickens here for more than ten years. I have never sold bad chickens." The chicken vendor smiled brightly and made a promise, taking a chicken out of the chicken cage with one hand, "Take a look at this old hen. I guarantee you won't need to add MSG when you stew it."

The chicken's wings were still flapping vigorously. "Okay, this one, Aunt Ke, you clean the chicken the old way, and I'll come back to pick it up and pay for it."

"Okay, go buy the groceries first, and I'll pack them for you later."

He Yan said goodbye to Aunt Ke and continued strolling in the vegetable market.

"Yanzi, do you want to buy some carrots to go with the chicken soup today? They were just delivered by the vegetable farmers this morning. They are very fresh." The uncle at the vegetable stall saw her with sharp eyes, "And these green peppers, eggplants, and Chinese cabbages were also just delivered this morning."

The vegetables on the stalls are brightly colored, crispy, and some even smell like soil.

"Uncle Ge, your dish today is really good."

"Of course not. With your good appetite, who would dare to recommend bad dishes to you? How about some vegetables today?" He skillfully helped other guests weigh the dishes while chatting with the girl.

"Sure." She stood out among the crowd of people who got up early to buy groceries. Most of the customers in the morning were elderly grandpas and grandmas.

"Yanzi, you are really hardworking." Auntie Tian, ​​who also came to buy vegetables, chatted with the little girl, "Do you have a date? If not, I can introduce you to someone."

It just so happened that her nephew was also still single, and she had already planned to introduce the two of them.

"Oh, you're a woman who falls behind as soon as you get the news." Another old lady interrupted, "Yanzi already has a boyfriend. I heard he's working in Shanghai. He orders flowers for Yanzi every day at Zhou Jie's flower shop near the vegetable market."

"Oh, I'm a step behind. I was thinking of introducing Yan Zi to my nephew." Aunt Tian's tone was full of regret.

"You've been in your hometown for a month this time, so you're really out of touch with the news..." The two men stood beside the stall and started gossiping.

As the center of the topic, He Yan lowered her head and pretended to be shy. She carried the vegetables she had bought, picked up the chicken, paid for it, and left the market.

The sky is overcast and the wind in the air is carrying moist water vapor. It is estimated that it will rain again soon.

She put the vegetables she bought into a basket and rode home. When she passed by a flower shop, she picked up the flowers someone had ordered for her, saving the florist from making another trip if it rained.

I don’t know what Miaomiao talked to her brother about last time, but since half a month ago, that guy has been ordering flowers from the flower shop for her every three days.

Lin Qing'an: My partner is a carefree person, and I am out of reach, so I can only send flowers to show my presence, and at the same time declare my sovereignty to the gossipy people around my girlfriend.

You see, this girl is already taken, so stop introducing her to other people.

Nowadays, retired old ladies in the community like to introduce single girls to potential partners when they have nothing to do.

The little girl must not be abducted away where you can't see her.

Regarding her son's worry, Jiang Shengnan said that by the time he takes action, the opportunity will be lost.

His own pig ran out of the pigpen to roam around, and he was afraid that the cabbages he had his eyes on would be coveted by other pigs. After all, there were more than one pig that would take the cabbages.

Nowadays, a fully grown cabbage would attract countless pigs, not to mention that Yan Zi's cabbage was so juicy.

What to do if the son has no time to accompany his girlfriend? It doesn’t matter. I have plenty of time now. I can ask the girl and her mother to go shopping and have dinner together. The revolutionary friendship between the three women has developed rapidly as they get along with each other.

Li Hao narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. Great, now he doesn't have to worry about his daughter being bullied after she gets married.

Carrying the girl who was carefully selecting clothes on her back, the two mothers smiled at each other, with an unspeakable tacit understanding in their meaningful eyes.

Looking at the photo of his mother and her girlfriend that she posted in the family group, Lin Qing'an rubbed his forehead helplessly, wondering why he couldn't rub his girlfriend.

Just after returning home and putting the flowers in the vase, He Yan received a video call from her boyfriend.

"Brother Qing'an, good morning." She greeted with a smile on her face.

"Good morning. What are you doing?" He just came home from running and took a shower, and his hair was still wet.

Turning the camera, "Look, I'm putting the tulips you gave me into the vase. How do they look? Do they look good?"

"You're pretty, prettier than flowers." He teased the girl in a bad mood.

Turning the camera back, He Yan rolled her eyes. She recently discovered that her boyfriend liked to see her blushing and at a loss. "Have you had breakfast?"

"I had a sandwich and a bottle of milk." I felt sorry for my girlfriend, who was becoming more and more difficult to tease. "How about you?"

"I just had some soy milk and fried dough sticks at the market, and now I'm preparing brunch as my family will be getting up soon." Her delicate eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"It's okay. The weather here is nice today. I'm also going to clean up the house. Just put your phone where it can be seen."

Sometimes when they are busy, they will turn on the video and do their own things. Occasionally, they look up and see the other party in the video, and a warm feeling of companionship silently surges in their hearts.

"Okay." Putting the phone on the microwave, He Yan skillfully prepared the ingredients, turned on the fire, and prepared to cook.

Lin Qing'an on the other side of the screen also put his cell phone on the bedside and started cleaning the house.

The sun is shining brightly in the coastal city, while it is cloudy and rainy in the water town in the south. Although the two are far apart, they are close in heart due to the mountains and rivers.

There aren't so many sensations in reality. The warm companionship strung together by countless fragmented moments is the real fireworks of the world.