When she entered the store, she saw that the Jingba gift boxes had been sold out, leaving only loose pastries, but those loose pastries were put together into Jingba pieces, and she just needed to go home and pack them.

So she directly bought one catty each of Fuzi cake, Taishi cake, jujube flower cake, longevity peach cake, Xizi cake, silver ingot cake, roll short cake and chicken oil cake, and then she took the spoils out of the pastry shop.

"Why do you buy so many?" Mu Fusheng saw that Shi Qinghuan was carrying a long string of oiled paper bags in his hand, so he stepped forward to take the oiled paper bags from Shi Qinghuan's hand, and then asked Shi Qinghuan.

"Jingba gift boxes are sold out, so I can only buy pastries in bulk and pack them myself."

"Why don't you come back to buy it tomorrow?"

"I'm too lazy to run again, let's not talk about this, let's go to a certain house to buy pickles."

"Do you like pickles very much?"

"Fortunately, the main thing is to buy it back to Harbin as a gift, and to taste it by myself."

"Then don't buy too much, just buy some appropriately, because not everyone likes the smell."

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing Mu Fusheng's words, and then she asked Mu Fusheng to take her to a certain house to buy pickles.

I don't know if people in this era know how to make pickles or because of other reasons, the number of people in a certain house is much smaller than that of pastry shops, so she bought hemp seed golden shreds, eight treasures in sauce and sugar garlic very smoothly.

"Don't you like garlic? Why did you buy sugar garlic?" Mu Fusheng asked Shi Qinghuan when he saw the jar of sugar garlic in Shi Qinghuan's hand.

"I didn't buy it for myself to eat, but I bought it as a gift, because the taste of sweet garlic is easier to accept than other pickles, so I bought a few catties."

Mu Fusheng nodded after hearing what Shi Qinghuan said, and then he asked Shi Qinghuan, "Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"Gone."

"Then give me the sugar and garlic, let's go home."

"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, she handed the jar in her hand to Mu Fusheng, and then she and Mu Fusheng walked towards the house together.

More than half an hour later, Shi Qinghuan returned home, she first turned on the heater in the room, and then poured a cup of hot water for herself and Mu Fusheng.

Then he opened his mouth and asked Mu Fusheng, "When are we going back to Harbin?"

"Go back in the sixth day of junior high school, this time you and I will take the car back to Harbin."

"What about Zhou Xiaomei and Zhang Li? Can the car fit so many of us?"

"Yes, but I don't intend to take them back to Harbin together."

"why?"

"For other reasons, it's for their own good."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Mu Fusheng's words, she nodded thoughtfully, and then she didn't continue the topic, but looked at the grandfather clock in the corner, and saw that it was past three o'clock.

So she said to Mu Fusheng: "Let's go to your house, I said yesterday that I want to learn how to cook with Luo's mother, what should be put on the agenda today."

After hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, Mu Fusheng couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, and then he sincerely suggested to Shi Qinghuan: "It's not a big problem if you don't know how to cook, you don't need to learn it on purpose."

"I know, but I really like the feeling of cooking, so I still plan to learn it seriously."

Seeing that there was no room for change in the matter, Mu Fusheng had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and lead Shi Qinghuan towards the house.

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