60s: I have a store

Chapter 419 Picnic
Soon, Zhou Yimin drove a motorcycle and brought Zhang Yan to the park.

The park is bustling with green trees and winding paths.

There were old men sitting around a stone table playing chess, the crisp sound of chess pieces falling echoing in the air.

There were also several amateur opera singers singing in the pavilion, their voices clear and melodious, full of charm, attracting people to stop and applaud.

The children were laughing and running on the grass, with kites in their hands flying freely in the blue sky.

Zhou Yimin felt very relieved when he saw this scene, and then suggested: "Why don't we stay here!"

Zhang Yan didn't care, as long as she could be with Zhou Yimin: "Okay! I think the environment here is good!"

"What a shame! If I had known about this place, I would have brought some food here and treated it as a picnic. That would have been great!"

If I had a picnic with Zhou Yimin here, after eating I would lie on the ground and look at the blue sky and white clouds. It’s such a wonderful thought!
Zhou Yimin didn't care: "Leave this little thing to me!"

Supplies and food are definitely not a problem for him.

"Wait for me here for a moment. I'll be back soon."

Zhang Yan believed in Zhou Yimin 100%, and then nodded, indicating that she would wait here for Zhou Yimin to come back.

Zhou Yimin turned his head handsomely and showed off his skills.

The people around were already attracted by the sound of Zhou Yimin's motorcycle and did not expect him to turn around like this.

There were quite a few children there, clapping their hands.

It was like seeing a very good performance.

Zhou Yimin has become immune to this scene. After all, it is not surprising to see the thing.

During this period, wherever he went on his motorcycle, he would be the focus of attention and almost everyone would turn their eyes to him.

There is no way, motorcycles are just too attractive.

He quickly drove his motorcycle to a deserted place, took out a barrel of gasoline, and filled it up with gas. Later, there was no oil left, and he couldn't just take out the gasoline.

This is the only way to avoid exposing the store.

Then I bought a wicker basket from the store and put the food in it. It would be bad if too many people saw it without anything to hold it in. When I felt that was enough, I drove back.

When I returned to the park, I saw Zhang Yan and just stood there waiting.

Zhou Yimin drove his motorcycle to Zhang Yan's side, then braked and parked the car steadily aside.

Taking the wicker basket from the car, Zhou Yimin and Zhang Yan walked hand in hand in the park, looking for a suitable place for a picnic.

Eventually, they settled down under a willow tree by the lake.

Zhou Yimin took out the checkered cloth from the rattan basket, spread out the checkered cloth, and laid out the prepared food one by one.

Zhang Yan said, "Yimin, isn't this a bit of a waste?"

You have to know that cloth was in short supply at that time, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people wearing patched clothes. There was no other way, the annual ration of cloth per person was limited, and if you wanted to make a piece of clothing, you had to save for several years to buy enough cloth to make one piece of clothing.

Zhou Yimin didn't care and said, "No matter what others say, we just need to live our lives well."

Zhang Yan had no choice but to acquiesce, then sat down gently: "Yimin, what's delicious?"

Zhou Yimin did not say anything, but took out some golden and crispy baked pancakes, some pickled vegetables, salty and delicious, and some red apples with tempting fruity aroma from the wicker basket.

The highlight at the end was the braised beef in soy sauce, and at the end they even took out two bottles of Arctic Ocean soda. Zhang Yan was stunned: "Yimin, it's just a simple picnic, there's no need to prepare so many things."

Zhou Yimin said: "Isn't this just a simple matter of dealing with it?"

Zhang Yan was a little speechless. Only Zhou Yimin had the confidence to speak like that.

Zhou Yimin said at this time: "Look, I'll show you a powerful performance."

Zhang Yan immediately became interested: "What's so great?"

Zhou Yimin picked up a bottle of Arctic Ocean soda and flicked the bottle cap lightly with his thumb, and only a hissing sound was heard.

The bottle cap was negotiated away so gracefully.

Zhang Yan was stunned immediately: "How amazing! Yimin, how did you do that?"

She found that there seemed to be nothing that Zhou Yimin didn't know, whether it was professional knowledge in the subject or this kind of thing, it was not difficult for Zhou Yimin.

Is this the world of genius?

Zhou Yimin just smiled and didn't explain. He had already quietly opened the caps of the two bottles of soda just for this effect.

He handed the soda to Zhang Yan and opened the second bottle in the same way.

Zhang Yan's admiration for Zhou Yimin increased even more. How could she not love such a good partner?

"Yanzi, try this." Zhou Yimin picked up a piece of cake, put some pickles in it, and handed it to Zhang Yan's mouth.

Zhang Yan took a bite and smiled, her eyes curved into crescents: "Mm, delicious, and tastes just like home."

While eating, a little bird flew down to the branch and chirped, as if it was also attracted by the aroma of the food.

Zhou Yimin wanted to learn from those people who feed seagulls in later generations, so he broke off a small piece of biscuit crumbs and gently threw it into the air. The little bird swooped down cleverly, pecked at the crumbs, and flapped its wings and flew away, making Zhou Yimin laugh.

I didn’t expect it to be the same as what I saw on the Internet. It seems that you can still learn a lot on the Internet.

Zhang Yan felt a little distressed: "Yimin, isn't it a bit wasteful to feed the birds like this?"

Food is extremely precious nowadays and any waste would be very painful, let alone someone like Zhou Yimin, who used the food to feed the birds. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise they would have come to condemn him.

For Zhou Yimin, this was nothing, but in order to avoid an argument: "I know, I won't do it next time."

After hearing Zhou Yimin's assurance, Zhang Yan immediately let it go.

At this moment, Zhang Yan accidentally knocked over the bag of apples, and an apple rolled down the slope towards the lake.

Zhou Yimin was quick-witted and quick-handed. He rushed over and picked up the apple just as it was about to fall into the water.

Zhang Yan patted her chest, still feeling terrified: "Oh, it's almost gone. This is our 'after-meal dessert'."

"It's okay. Even if it falls into the river, you can still eat it if you fish it out." Zhou Yimin comforted.

After eating, they lay on the grass, looking at the blue sky and the clouds floating slowly by, as if time had stopped for them.

Zhang Yan lay quietly beside Zhou Yimin, murmuring, "Yimin, I wish we could always be this happy in the future."

Zhou Yimin held her hand tightly: "Of course we will. We still have many fun places to go."

When Zhang Yan heard this, she was very happy, and felt that her relationship with Zhou Yimin had deepened greatly in the past two days. It seemed that going out on a date was still necessary.

(End of this chapter)