There was no way to refuse, so Tang Huan also picked out a few outfits for him to choose from.

Meng Zeyan chose clothes of the same color as Tang Huan: a white sweater, black trousers and a black windbreaker.

When making the selection, Tang Huan did add a little bit of unspeakable thought, and she was very happy that Meng Zeyan understood her little thought.

The next stop is a place that sells shoes.

The salesperson was the one Comrade Xing Cui had been keen to introduce to Meng Zeyan. Later, because Meng Zeyan was reluctant to agree, she found a partner.

It seemed like a lifetime ago when he went to buy shoes again. Tang Huan still remembered that he thought female comrades were nice and could be his sisters-in-law.

As a result...she...is her own sister-in-law?

It's quite complicated.

After buying shoes, Meng Zeyan took Tang Huan to buy ink.

There were several kinds of pens on the counter, and Tang Huan used the cheapest one. Meng Zeyan looked at one of the Parker pens. The pen barrel and cap were both silver-white, very suitable for lesbians.

Pointing to the pen, he said to the salesperson, "Could you please take out that pen so I can have a look at it?"

The salesperson took out the box and handed it to Meng Zeyan.

Tang Huan felt that the price of the pen was expensive at a glance. The main reason was that she felt that a five-yuan pen was no different from a pen that cost over a hundred yuan, as they were both used for writing.

She was just going to buy some ink. No, she actually didn't need any ink at all!

After Meng Zeyan looked at it, he put the pen in front of Tang Huan and asked, "Is it good?"

Tang Huan shook his head, "I already have a pen, no need to buy one."

She no longer had the money to return the gift.

"How could Dr. Tang not have a handy fountain pen? I'll give it to you when you get into university." Meng Zeyan put the box on the counter with a smile and said to the salesperson, "I want this one."

The salesperson quickly closed the box and issued the invoice for payment.

So this pen is a gift for getting into college? Is it too early to buy it now?

Meng Zeyan did not give it to her and packed it away himself.

After shopping, I went home.

Tang Huan lost ninety-five dollars and thirty-six cents today, and Meng Zeyan spent more than two hundred and sixty dollars, of which more than half was spent on pens.

That pen costs more than a suit of clothes and a pair of shoes!

If I accidentally lose it, I will be heartbroken.

The two of them went out to buy some ink, but when they came back, their hands were full of it. Xing Cui saw it but didn't say anything. If they didn't dress up when they were young, would they dress up when they were old?

Who wants to see an old and ugly person?

She just likes to see Xiao Huan looking pretty.

The stove in the yard was almost dry. Meng Zeyan brought the things back to the house, then took out a bundle of firewood and tried to light it first.

After Tang Huan sent the things back to the house, she also went to the yard to help. She couldn't do anything else, but she could do the fire.

Burning a fire in the yard felt like a bonfire party. Meng Zeyan lit the fire and Tang Huan sat by the side, watching over it.

There is a pot of cold water on the stove. I will try the stove today to see if it works, and then I will officially start preparing food for the New Year tomorrow.

Marinate what needs to be marinated tonight, and you can fry, braise, or steam it tomorrow morning.

There are many things to fry, such as fried fish, fried crispy pork, fried shrimp, fried meatballs, fried dough twists, sweetcorn...

There are also braised pig heads, pig intestines, pork elbows, pig trotters, spare ribs...

The steamed buns are mainly steamed buns, and we have to prepare enough for relatives to visit and eat before the fifth day of the New Year.

Meng Zeyan can't come back for the New Year, but he has some free time these days, so he can help them.

The three of them spent the whole afternoon preparing things in the kitchen. Tang Huan was responsible for delivering things. Whoever asked for something, she would deliver it without stopping.

She was so busy that day that she didn't even remember that she owed Meng Zeyan a kiss.

In the evening, Meng Qinghe joined in after work, and it took until after eight o'clock to finish everything.