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Chapter 114 Peaceful Life

at dusk.

Ai Liang left the hotel with the novel tucked under her arm.

After leaving Xia Qiyuan and Gao Bin, he returned to the hotel where he had initially stayed.

I spent the entire afternoon reading novels here.

Since it was already past noon and the room fee couldn't be refunded, and Ai Liang was looking for a quiet place to read a novel, she decided to make the most of it and check out while she was leaving.

Ai Liang walked on the still somewhat unfamiliar streets.

As the sun set, all sorts of demons and monsters woke up.

The streets began to bustle with activity, a scene that felt somewhat familiar to him.

Ten years ago, Nevada was the same. Every night, it was full of active young people who went clubbing, ice skating, sandblasting, and dragon-fighting.

However, Qianhua City is not that chaotic yet. Most of the people who are out strolling now are still students, who are simply enjoying the free nights of summer vacation.

Ai Liang went into the supermarket, intending to stock up on some commonly used fruits, meats, eggs, and vegetables.

After his sense of taste returned, he developed a new hobby: food, in addition to reading.

With nothing to do, Ai Liang prefers cooking for himself to eating out. This not only helps him pass the time but also allows him to adjust the dishes to his own taste.

As she passed by the bedding section, Ai Liang glanced at it subconsciously.

It seems Ye Qing has already left work.

There was no one there at the time.

Ai Liang withdrew her gaze and began to wander around the fruit and vegetable section, picking and choosing. Before she knew it, her shopping cart was filled with many ingredients.

"Please weigh out one pound of chicken wings."

Ai Liang stood in the meat section and spoke to the staff.

The woman in charge of the meat was a woman in her forties. After seeing Ai Liang's appearance, she exclaimed in surprise, "Please wait a moment... Hey, aren't you Xiao Qing's boyfriend?"

What the heck is a boyfriend?

"Ye Qing and I are just neighbors."

Ai Liang explained calmly.

"Oh, come on, the news about you and Xiao Qing has been circulating in the supermarket for a while now. Xiao Qing is a very wary person, how could she possibly go shopping with a stranger?"

The auntie smiled and waved at Ai Liang: "You've been helping me pick out bed sheets and blankets, and you've been going to buy seasonings with me. Have you two started living together already?"

"...We're really just neighbors." Ai Liang felt that no matter how many times she denied it, it would be useless.

Once these gossipy aunties have made up their minds about something, no matter how much you deny it, they won't believe you.

"Okay, okay, we're neighbors."

The auntie smiled and packed a large bag of chicken wings. In her opinion, the two were still young and shy, so it was normal for them not to admit such things easily.

"Um, I only need one pound."

Looking at the plastic bag handed to her, Ai Liang repeated her request.

This huge bag of chicken wings, even without weighing it in your hands, you can tell it's definitely more than a pound, at least five or six pounds.

"These chicken wings are going to be disposed of in a couple of days. I was planning to give some to Xiao Qing, but she disappeared as soon as I got off work."

The auntie said cheerfully, "Don't worry, the price will still be the same as per pound."

Ai Liang took the chicken wings and put them in the cart: "Thank you, I'll share them with her when I get back."

"Hey, no need to thank me. When I was too busy to handle everything by myself, Xiao Qing was the one who helped me out. I should be the one thanking her."

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Ai Liang left the supermarket with a large bag and returned home.

He put the vegetables and other vegetables in the refrigerator, then looked at the large bag of chicken wings in the bag.

After thinking for a full five seconds, Ai Liang decided to finish all the dishes before distributing them to Ye Qing.

After all, the fact that she could buy five or six pounds of goods for the price of one pound was entirely due to her connections.

It was dinnertime, so we got right to it.

Ai Liang cut the chicken wings in half, put them in a container, and then added a small spoonful of salt, a spoonful of white pepper, a large spoonful of light soy sauce, and a spoonful of oil.

After mixing the seasonings evenly with telekinesis, cover with plastic wrap and marinate for twenty minutes.

Then Ai Liang took out a bottle of honey from the refrigerator, made a bowl of honey water, and chopped some ginger.

With the preparations complete, while the chicken wings were marinating, Ai Liang went to the balcony to collect the laundry she had washed that morning.

"You're back! Have you eaten?"

Ai Liang looked in the direction of the sound while holding the T-shirt. Ye Qing was wearing the same white T-shirt she wore that morning, lying on the table on the balcony playing on her phone. The electric fan next to her was blowing loudly, constantly tossing her hair.

"Not yet... what about you?" Ai Liang asked in return.

"I just finished eating not long ago," Ye Qing replied, resting her chin on the table and turning her head to the side.

Having been suddenly spoken to, Ai Liang, who was holding the clothes, felt it inconvenient to leave immediately.

"Why are you playing on your phone here? It's more comfortable inside."

"Of course it's because it's cool outside after the sun sets, while it's stuffy like an oven inside."

Ye Qing's tone was slightly lazy, like an orange cat that had just woken up and was lying on the mat, waking up.

"The living room is not well ventilated, so the air conditioner can only cool you down for a short while. Once the air conditioner is turned off, it becomes an oven. Moreover, the air conditioner consumes a lot of electricity. Sometimes I just want to be comfortable and keep the air conditioner on. By the end of the month, the electricity bill is simply heartbreaking."

Ai Liang wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Ye Qing's attitude towards him seemed to have softened considerably.

During their conversation, he noticed a variety show playing on Ye Qing's phone and asked, "Do you like watching variety shows?"

"It's alright. When I was in the orphanage, the TV time slots were all for variety shows. If I didn't want to watch them, there was nothing else to watch. I got used to it over time."

Ai Liang didn't know how to respond after hearing this.

It's like everyone's talking about where I went with my family during the summer vacation, and then you suddenly say that your parents died in a car accident and that you spent the whole summer working to pay for your tuition.

That brought the topic to a perfect close.

However, Ye Qing didn't care and quickly changed the subject.

"With smartphones so widespread now, what's the point of a TV? It seems like only children who can't read and some middle-aged and elderly people watch TV, right? Like that TV in the living room, since I moved here, it's been turned on less than five times in total."

"In order to push some social news messages, after all, your phone won't play news by itself unless you open a specific app."

Seeing that Ye Qing wasn't embarrassed at all, Ai Liang didn't mind chatting with her a bit more, since the chicken wings weren't marinated yet anyway.

"That makes sense, but unfortunately, I'll still turn on my phone instead of the TV. It's a waste of battery and there aren't any shows I want to watch, plus it costs money every year. It's basically useless except for the option of screen mirroring, which makes watching more comfortable. I don't play games anyway."

Ye Qing was not a fan of television sets; in her view, they were just oversized cell phones with limited functionality.

"The phasing out of televisions cannot be accomplished overnight. After all, many people work in related professions. Even if the revenue from televisions gradually decreases, a sudden halt to production will still have a huge impact on the industry and economy."

Ai Liang rationally analyzed the pros and cons of the television industry.

"...Do you guys always like to steer the conversation towards society when you're chatting? How come you end up talking about industry and economics when you don't understand it?"

Ye Qing couldn't help but complain.

She had half her face pressed against the table, tilting her head to look at Ai Liang, looking somewhat dazed and cute.

(End of this chapter)