Luan Feng's driving addiction had probably worn off by now, so she didn't rush to drive. After she finished speaking, she ran to the passenger seat and gave the driving seat to Wan Feng.

"Come to my house!" in an imperative tone.

Wan Feng was driving distracted, thinking about what would greet him next.

Storms, thunder and lightning, or spring breezes and blooming flowers?

It feels like the possibility of a violent storm is greater.

How can I confess and get leniency from the government...Luan Feng?

Crying bitterly, slapping herself, hugging Luan Feng's thigh and begging for forgiveness...

Pah! Where's my dignity as a man? I can't lose face as a man.

No way! Saving face won't solve the problem at this moment.

This is not a contradiction among the people, it is a contradiction between the enemy and us. Given Luan Feng's character of not tolerating any grain of sand in his eyes, the enemy's end will definitely not be good.

What should I do?

Because he was so upset that he had something on his mind, someone almost drove his car into the ditch several times.

"What are you thinking about? Drive carefully." Luan Feng scolded.

What's wrong with this car today? It's driving all over the place.

The car arrived at Wahou Market.

"Stop! I'm going to buy groceries."

Luan Feng got off the car to buy vegetables.

Seeing Luan Feng walking lightly down to buy vegetables, Wan Feng's heart finally settled down in his stomach.

Since Luan Feng happily went downstairs to buy vegetables, it means that things are not as bad as imagined, and there is at least room for improvement.

It is very likely that I am overthinking it.

At this time, except for the food street and vegetable market, all other markets in Wahou Market are closed.

The clothing, shoes, hats, hardware, electrical appliances and other small department stores were almost deserted around 3 pm.

Only the food court and vegetable market are still open.

The food street serves merchants from other places who come here to buy goods. Most of these merchants arrive here between 6 pm and 2 am.

Grab the goods the next morning and leave in the afternoon or evening.

Therefore, most of the people Wan Feng saw at this time were businessmen from other places. They ate in the food street, and then relaxed and entertained until around ten o'clock before returning to the hotel to sleep.

The entertainment projects in Wahou Market are developing well now, with many video halls, dance halls and game halls.

If it weren't for the strict security, I'm afraid the lady would have gotten pregnant.

But this does not rule out the possibility that some people in some hotels and inns do it secretly.

In an open space in front of the shoe factory, someone placed a 24-inch color TV and played karaoke on a VCR. A few people who were probably bored were singing, and they were paid 50 cents for each song.

There are many unsatisfactory aspects of playing karaoke on a VCR: the picture quality is blurry, the sound is impure, and most importantly, it is extremely inconvenient to order songs.

There are thirty or forty songs in an accompaniment tape. If the song someone requests is in the middle or end of the accompaniment tape, it needs to be rewound manually.

Wan Feng saw two people in this family rewinding the tape with a hand-cranked rewinder.

There is also the problem of dirty heads on the VCR.

If the videotape has been used for a long time, there will naturally be dirt on the tape surface. When playing in the VCR, this dirt will quickly contaminate the VCR drum and the video will not be able to play images.

This requires cleaning the magnetic drum, which is also very troublesome.

Sometimes the drum needs to be cleaned several times after a tape is played.

Wan Feng thought of VCD, which does have its own unique features when it comes to singing.

The picture is clear, the sound is pure, and the on-demand function is simple and fast.

Was the MPEG image decompression chip released in 1990?

If it comes out, this chip can be used to make VCD.

Wan Feng recalled carefully for a long time, mainly recalling what happened when Wan Yan was making VCDs.

He had read Wan Yan's story, but he didn't remember it very clearly.

I vaguely remember that it was Mr. Wan Yan's boss, someone named Jiang, who went to the United States to attend an exhibition in the summer of 1992. He saw the MPEG image decompression chip at the exhibition and came up with the idea of ​​making VCDs.

So it seems that this technology has not been successful yet.

Since this chip has not yet been developed, Wan Feng gave up the idea of ​​making VCDs.

Luan Feng came back happily with various plastic bags in both hands.

Wan Feng quickly took a few steps forward and took the plastic bag from Luan Feng.

Luan Feng rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're being nice for no reason. I can handle it."

"Hey! Let me do it. Don't tire my wife out."

"I'm not made of dough, how could I be so tired?"

"I'm not concerned about you."

After all the ingredients were prepared, Luan Feng returned home and started playing the March of Pots and Pans.

Luan Changyuan and Luan Feng's mother went out to watch a ball game, leaving Luan Feng the only one at home who got up early.

Wan Feng was about to help but Luan Feng sent him back into the house, saying that he was in the way.

Luan Feng's room is very tidy.

But Wan Feng knew that it was definitely not her who did it. It was her mother who cleaned it up after she went to work.

If Luan Feng cleaned up the house herself, it would be as lawless as a garbage dump.

Wan Feng once said in front of Luan Feng that she would definitely be a sloppy daughter-in-law in the future.

Luan Feng even said at the time that she thought I was sloppy and asked me to find someone clean.

What she said was true, Zhang Xuan was clean.

If I can really marry them both in the future, Luan Feng will be responsible for squandering the money and Zhang Xuan will be responsible for cleaning up.

This is also a very interesting thing.

Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan's game console was still placed in the corner of the inner room. Although it was wiped very clean by Luan Feng's mother, Wan Feng could feel that Luan Feng had not touched the game console for a long time.

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