Chapter 7979
Xue Ling tied her hair up casually, revealing a kiss mark on her neck: "No more, I remember, we still have a lot of things to do."
Wen Jiuze was almost amused by her: "Didn't you start it first?"
Don’t want to think about it now?
Xue Ling made a stop gesture: "I started it, so I'll pause it now."
Wen Jiuze walked over, put one hand under her armpit, strangled her and walked into the room.
Xue Ling struggled for a moment: "Wait, I want to take a shower, but you see, I only have this set of clothes on, and I don't have anything to change into."
Wen Jiuze: "Wear mine."
Xue Ling: "I threw away your clothes because they looked a bit old after being put there. Now you only have a few coats and pants left."
Wen Jiuzhe: "..."
As he walked into the room, he saw the empty bed with only the mattress left.
Xue Ling: "I threw away all the torn sheets and quilts on your bed, and now I don't have any new ones to replace them with."
"I only saw a bottle of shampoo and shower gel in your bathroom. I bought it four years ago and it's expired. There's nothing else."
"I threw away your towel, too."
Now the house is clean, but it is also really bare.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at the largest shopping mall nearby.
Not surprisingly, just like every time they went shopping when they first lived together, even though they had a shopping list, they bought more and more things that were not on the list.
In terms of daily necessities, men who use two-in-one shampoo and shower gel cannot distinguish between the many cleaning and care products with different effects and for different parts of the body.
Xue Ling looked at the skin care products counter for a while, then turned around and asked Wen Jiuze, "Are skin care products useful for people like us who are thawing?"
The rough man who had never used skin care products told her: "If you get hurt, you can inject a special repair fluid and you will heal quickly."
Xue Ling: "Is the repair fluid also effective for other skin problems?"
In other words, does she still have skin problems now?
Wen Jiu knocked on the counter and passed on this question, which was beyond his knowledge, to the store staff: "Are the skin care products here useful for people who have thawed?"
The young salesperson seemed to have just noticed their red eyes and gave a slightly nervous smile: "Sorry, maybe these are more suitable for ordinary people's skin. We don't have skin care products for thawers..."
Although there have been reports of defrosters in the news, which sounds like a lot, they are extremely rare compared to the huge population base.
In daily life, apart from relevant workers, ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with them.
At least this salesperson has worked here for three years and has never seen a thawer come to buy skin care products.
"But our series of toiletries and conditioner sets are selling very well, and this one is also highly recommended. The scent is very fresh."
“Any recommendations for men’s toiletries?”
“…”
After leaving this area, Xue Ling pushed the empty cart and sighed: "I feel like I save a lot more money now than before. There is no need to buy many skin care products."
They walked through the food area, and Xue Ling's eyes lingered on the various foods. She couldn't help but stop walking, and her desire was almost flowing out of her eyes.
Wen Jiuze followed behind with two large baskets full of daily necessities. He felt that the way she stared at the snacks was much more passionate than the way she stared at him.
"Take it if you want to eat it."
"No, we don't need to eat now. Didn't you say that we can just take vitamins regularly? We can't digest normal food and can only vomit it out."
Despite this, she couldn't move at all while standing in the food area.
"I feel fine now. I don't feel hungry all the time like before. Now I just feel a little hungry."
She was very organized and wanted to convince herself, but she looked at Wen Jiuze unconsciously - this was the look she had when someone confessed to her downstairs of the dormitory and she wanted to ask for help.
Wen Jiuze picked up the snacks from the shelf and threw them into her cart.
"Okay, okay, no need for so much. It's a waste of food. I'll just have a little bit... I want that candy too."
She was pushing a half-cart of snacks and her steps felt lighter.
When she passed the beverage area, she stopped again, turned around and asked eagerly: "Wen Jiuze, can we have some drinks?"
Wen Jiuze didn't answer, but just took the drink and threw it into the cart.
I deposited two strollers and several large baskets of stuff in the warehouse and went shopping for clothes.
This time, when Wen Jiuze picked up the hanging clothes and threw them into the shopping basket, he was stopped by Xue Ling.
She took out the purple gradient skirt and hung it back up: "It's too ugly. I won't wear it."
Some old stories about Wen Jiuze's bad matching and crappy fashion sense resurfaced.
"It's fine if you choose clothes for me, but I can't choose for you?" Wen Jiuze expressed his dissatisfaction while holding a pink hip skirt and a goose yellow women's shirt.
Xue Ling didn't dare to look at the eye-catching suit in his hand any longer: "Make up your mind. You can only pick one set of clothes for me."
Wen Jiu hung up the clothes in his hand and came back with a set of high-saturation and visually polluting dress.
Xue Ling: I said you can choose, but I didn’t say I would wear it.
"Wen Jiuze, thank you for not preparing clothes for me in advance. Thank you so much."
"I thought about buying it for you in advance, in case you woke up too late and the trendy clothes were out of season."
Xue Ling: According to your taste, even trendy zombies will get rheumatism, and you’re still worried about it being out of season?
Wake up! The clothes you choose will be too advanced in a hundred years!
After buying clothes for both of them, Wen Jiuze looked at the time and said, "It's almost time to go home."
Xue Ling pointed to the shopping mall on the other side and said, "That seems to be a furniture store. Now that we are here and our house is empty, why don't we go buy some furniture?"
"Come back tomorrow." Wen Jiuze dragged her away.
Xue Ling: "We need to buy a new bed,* one that is more comfortable to lie on. We also need to buy a bigger sofa. The current sofa at home is too small, and we can't even turn over on it. What do you think?"
That old sofa was indeed too narrow, and Xue Ling was worried about falling if he moved.
With just two sentences, Xue Ling successfully dragged Wen Jiuze into the home furnishing mall next door.
At this point, everything is no longer up to Wen Jiuze.
"Aren't there a number of broken lights in the house? You didn't fix them. Let's buy a new one. It looks better."
"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a new bed?"
"Let's talk about that later. Let's take a look at this balcony chair first. It's really comfortable to sit on."
“…”
"Wow, this floor lamp is so pretty."
“…”
After a few more hours, I finally finished shopping and agreed to deliver the goods. When I walked out of the home furnishing mall, Wen Jiuze crossed his arms and said, "Should we go home now?"
Xue Ling looked at him and said, "Since you're already out, where can you get the 'Heart of History' medal? Can you go and get it now?"
Wen Jiuze smiled and said, "You took it 'by the way'?"
"Hurry, take me there, or I'll check the route myself!" Xue Ling shook the newly bought communicator in his hand.
Medals and the like are all collected at the A Zone Management Bureau. There is a special agency responsible for the awarding of these medals and certificates, as well as some preferential conditions, and they are responsible for the distribution of benefits.
The General Administration is very large and has a lot of responsibilities. As soon as Xue Ling and Wen Jiuze entered the hall, they noticed that many staff members in uniform were looking at them.
They all seemed to know Wen Jiuze and were paying close attention to him, wanting to see him but not daring to look any further so they stole glances at him.
Xue Ling recalled that everyone she met after waking up had this attitude towards Wen Jiuze, so she asked him quietly, "How come so many people know you? Are we famous in history?"
"Don't get me wrong." Wen Jiuze ignored the strange looks. "The only historical record about us is a simple mission record left by Beizheng Base. We are not famous. They all know me, just because I have been causing trouble since I woke up."
Xue Ling: “…”
Speak more quietly, is it glorious?
How can you make it sound so light and confident?
"Wen Jiuze, you haven't ever been taken to the police station for causing trouble, have you?" Xue Ling asked in a low voice, grabbing Wen Jiuze's clothes.
"I helped the Security Bureau catch criminals who were causing trouble." Wen Jiu hooked his arm around her neck and led her into an office with a familiar look.
As soon as he entered the office, he opened the cupboard, took out a piece of tea cake, got a cup, and made tea. He felt more familiar with the process than at home.
After finishing the work smoothly, he placed the teacup in front of Xue Ling, then sat on the reception sofa in the office and introduced her to the old man sitting behind the desk: "She is Xue Ling, here to receive the medal."
Xue Ling: “…” If there wasn’t someone sitting behind the desk, I would have thought this was your office, Wen Jiuze.
The owner of the office looked distressed: "...That's my tea, not fungus, how could you brew it like this!"
Wen Jiuze: "What do you know? This is the ancient way of brewing tea. This is how our ancients brewed tea."
The old man seemed a little shaken by these words.
Xue Ling: "Wen Jiuze, please stop spreading rumors! This is not how we make tea!"
It can be seen that Wen Jiuze is really familiar with this place.
"Haha, of course. Mr. Wen is the person who has won the most medals in the past ten years. We are all familiar with him. You are the Ms. Xue Ling he has been looking for, right?" The smiling old man took the initiative to come over and shake hands with Xue Ling.
Being addressed as "you" by an old man was really embarrassing, Xue Ling quickly stood up and said, "Sorry to bother you, no need for honorifics."
"No problem. It is my honor to see the history of the past come alive before my eyes. I am very happy to present you with the Medal of Honor."
"If you wish, we can arrange a small ceremony..."
"No, no, this is just a commemoration for me, it's better to keep it simple." Xue Ling quickly stopped him.
The old man smiled and said, "You and Mr. Wen are indeed a perfect match. He always refuses to attend the ceremony and just takes the medal and leaves, saving us a lot of activity expenses."
So he endured the waste of his tea.
"Originally, the Heart of History medal requires a production period. Usually, once the thawed person's information is uploaded to the database, we will be notified and the production will begin after the identity is verified."
"But this one has already been made and has been kept in the warehouse. I can give it to you now."
Xue Ling glanced at Wen Jiuze who was sitting on the sofa and guessed that it was another request he had made earlier.
"All Heart of History medals are made from meteorites left over from the catastrophe. This one and Mr. Wen's medal are from the same meteorite."
"You are the 45th recipient of the Heart of History Medal. Thank you for your past contributions and I hope you will be happy and blessed now and in the future."
The old man said sincerely and seriously.
Xue Ling's eyes got a little hot, and she smiled and said, "Thank you, I will."
"Don't be so moved. He says this to everyone." Wen Jiuze interrupted, "Last time when I came to receive the City Defender Medal, he also said this. He even misremembered the words and said it halfway through, then looked through his notebook and said it again."
The other two people present: "..."
"You are so old and your memory is so bad, why don't you retire yet?" Wen Jiuze asked.
Xue Ling rushed over to cover Wen Jiuze's mouth and dragged him up: "We'll take our leave today, thank you."
After leaving the administration office, Wen Jiuze said, "Tell me, where else do you want to go? Do you want to clean Wen Yi's grave or read her diary?"
Xue Ling looked at him, smiling in her red eyes, and said, "Since we're here, let's go get the certificate while we're here."
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