Chapter 37 Visiting the Supermarket

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful!"

Mengmeng ran upstairs and downstairs several times, and said with a very excited face.

"It's nothing. When the Xanadu that Dad built for you is ready, you will know what is the most beautiful place." Zhang Han smiled and touched Mengmeng's little head.

"Papa is the best and the best." Mengmeng stretched out her small arms and put them into Zhang Han's arms.

"What?" Mengmeng kissed Zhang Han's face many times.

"Hahaha." Zhang Han laughed heartily.

Isn't all this done for Mengmeng? Seeing the little princess so happy, Zhang Han felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in his heart.

This happiness, even when Zhang Han once owned countless treasures, never had it.

It turns out that having a child is really different. Zhang Han likes and is obsessed with this kind of life. He doesn't even think about other problems. , that's enough.

"Papa, papa, I want the toys in the suitcase." Mengmeng ran to Zhang Han and shouted after wandering around a few times.

"Okay, okay, I'll get you a toy." Zhang Han shook his head with a smile.

Open one of the suitcases, and there are all kinds of Mengmeng's toys inside, most of which are fluffy dolls. Mengmeng put some in the living room and bedroom upstairs and downstairs, and finally no matter where you are, you can reach out After getting the toy, Mengmeng let out a satisfied smile.

"Go, Mengmeng, Dad will take you to the supermarket." Zhang Han said.

"Okay, go to the supermarket, give a hug, Papa will take Mengmeng with her." No matter where you go, as long as you are with Papa, Mengmeng will be very happy.

Zhang Han picked up the little princess and went out, locked the door of the restaurant, and drove five minutes to the supermarket not far from the street.

After parking the car, when I got out of the car, there was a disabled person on the side street of the supermarket. He was lying on a four-wheel skateboard, without legs and an arm, and his only hand was holding a small iron basin. There are loose change here and there.

"ah."

Mengmeng in Zhang Han's arms was startled when she saw it, she hid her head by Zhang Han's neck, and whispered: "Papa, why, why does he have no hands and feet, so pitiful."

"Mengmeng is not afraid."

Zhang Han stretched out his hand to touch Mengmeng's head, and glanced at the man lightly.

"All right..." the man murmured softly.

However, Zhang Hanli ignored him and walked straight forward.

"Mengmeng, let's not pity others, because others may not need pity." Zhang Han said softly.

"But...well...but he has no hands and feet..." Mengmeng said with a small mouth.

"Whether he exists or not is his business. There are no poor people without a reason in the world, so if Mengmeng sees such a thing in the future, just ignore it." Zhang Han said slowly.

"OK, got it."

Zhang Han walked into the supermarket with Mengmeng in his arms.

The supermarket is a comprehensive shopping mall. The first to sixth floors are all kinds of clothing and jewelry, the seventh floor is for food, the eighth floor is for entertainment, and the supermarket is on the basement floor.

From the escalator to the ground floor, I pushed a stroller at the entrance. The stroller has a special place for the baby to sit. Zhang Han put Mengmeng on the seat, and pushed her to the supermarket.

You must buy oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. When you go to the seasoning area and pass by the snack area, Mengmeng's eyes light up.

"Papa, I want to eat that, Papa, I want this..." Mengmeng pointed to various potato chips and other snacks.

"Okay, Dad will get it for you." Zhang Han smiled slightly, and took more than a dozen bags of snacks in a row.

Now Mengmeng is very happy, Zhang Han has no doubts, if the little princess is in his arms, it must be another 'mememe'!

Seeing that Mengmeng still wanted it, Zhang Han shook his head slightly, and said in advance: "Okay, Mengmeng, don't eat too many snacks, these are enough."

"Eh?" Mengmeng was slightly taken aback,

The little mouth pouted, and said in a milky voice: "That's all? Not enough, not enough cute food."

"Dad will buy it for you after eating." Zhang Han touched Mengmeng's little head.

"Hmm...Okay." Mengmeng reluctantly agreed.

The little princess is not like some bear children who cry if they don't buy it. It may also be because Mengmeng has no father since she was a child, until she was more than three years old. Now that she is back with her father, she naturally cherishes it a hundred times and is very obedient.

Mengmeng's mood improved quickly, and within a few steps, she started humming a song softly, with a very happy expression on her face.

Coming to the seasoning area, Zhang Han glanced back and forth.

He knows the seasoning needed, but he doesn't know what brand to use.

But Zhang Han doesn't care about those, basically what is expensive.

Fuel consumption, cooking wine, seafood soy sauce, light soy sauce, white vinegar, aged vinegar, tomato sauce, bean paste, brown sugar and white sugar, thirteen spices, Zhang Han took some of each of various seasonings.

Of course, you don’t need to buy the staple food of rice and white noodles. Crescent Mountain has the best rice and wheat in the world.

I also bought some soybean oil, salad oil, corn oil, etc., and added some garlic, ginger and other auxiliary ingredients. This time, the seasoning purchase is almost the same.

So Zhang Han settled the bill first, sent these things back to the car, and walked back for another round of shopping.

This time I bought kitchen utensils.

Pots and pans are of course essential. I bought a small amount of porcelain bowls and chopsticks, but I bought some disposable lunch boxes and disposable chopsticks. I plan to use them if I have guests.

And I have chosen daily necessities such as refrigerator magnets, wall stickers, brooms, mops, towels and bath towels.

Just when Zhang Han pushed the shopping cart to check out.

In the vegetable area on the left side of the front, a little boy who is about the same age as Mengmeng is also sitting in the car. The person pushing the cart is an glamorous young woman. Beside her is an old man with gray hair who looks like he is in his fifties. Picking vegetables.

Picking and picking, suddenly the old man's face turned blue and he looked a little dizzy.

Holding his chest with his right hand, he gasped violently. He wanted to cough in his throat, but he couldn't cough it out. He was so stuffy, and he fell sideways on the ground.

"what!"

The woman let out a scream: "Dad, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Dad, wake up..."

The woman panicked and yelled, "Help!"

The staff on the other side ran over immediately upon hearing the sound, and one of the managers had a flash of anxiety on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move the old man's body, first pinch his Renzhong acupoint and press his chest, hurry up, I'm calling an ambulance now."

While talking, the man took out his mobile phone and hurriedly called the ambulance.

One of the two staff members present was pressing the old man's chest, and the other was pinching the Renzhong acupoint, but the one who was pressing the chest obviously didn't dare to use force and looked timid.

And the glamorous woman and the little boy cried anxiously on the sidelines.

"What should I do? What should I do..." Even if she became a mother, the glamorous woman was at a loss at this time.

"Papa, give me a hug." Mengmeng stretched out her small arms in fear and begged for a hug.

Zhang Han held Mengmeng into his arms with one hand, and pushed the car forward with the other hand.

"Papa, what's wrong with the old man?" Mengmeng asked in a low voice with her mouth pouted.

"Probably ill."

Zhang Han replied.

Although Zhang Han is only in the Qi training period now, a little spiritual power can also be transmitted through the touch of his hands. It can be said that he checked the old man and knew which part of his body was wrong.

But Zhang Han didn't intend to be nosy.

In the depths of his pupils was an indifference towards life, as if to say: The life and death of others has nothing to do with me.

Zhang Han has practiced immortality for five hundred years, and he has seen many lives and deaths. Ordinary people are just ants. A powerful person can destroy a planet with a single palm. There are countless people on the planet. Many people should not die, but they die in In the hands of the mighty, it is only because they are weak like ants, and life and death are but a thought of the strong.

Although Zhang Han didn't do that kind of destructive thing, he still saw some.

When Zhang Tian passed by the crowd, suddenly, the two staff members who pressed the old man's chest and Renzhong acupoints said in surprise:

"His breath is getting weaker and weaker, and his hands and feet are starting to get cold, what should we do?"

The manager's face turned pale when he heard the words, and he was a little scared. If this happened to someone, he would be affected regardless of whether it had anything to do with him.

"I'm a doctor, let me take a look!"

A middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses squeezed in from the outside.

After he spoke, the crowd hurriedly made way for him. He walked up to the old man and knelt down, opened his eyelids and looked at his pupils, felt the pulse on his wrist and neck, and finally pressed his chest twice .

His brows gradually wrinkled.

"What's wrong with my dad? Doctor, what's wrong with my dad?" The glamorous woman cried.

"The situation is not very good. The symptoms may be heart and lung failure. If the ambulance does not arrive in five minutes, then... hey..." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed.

"Ah!" The glamorous woman uttered a mournful cry and burst into tears.

"Wooooow, grandpa, grandpa..." The little boy in the car finally realized that his grandpa might be about to pass away, so he cried out very sadly, and suddenly there was a desolate atmosphere on the field, From time to time, a sigh came from the crowd.

Zhang Han hugged Mengmeng and pushed the cart forward.

After walking a few steps, I found that Mengmeng hadn't moved at all, so I looked down and found Mengmeng who was about to cry.

"Mengmeng..." Zhang Han's mouth paused, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Mengmeng's small arms surrounded Zhang Han.

"Papa..." Mengmeng choked up and said: "Papa, you must be healthy and not sick, Mengmeng can't live without you...they are so pitiful..."

Tears fell from the corners of Mengmeng's eyes, not because of the old man's scary state, but seeing the sad look of the little boy, which caused Mengmeng's mood to change.

Little did they know, it was because of Mengmeng's tears that the old man's life was saved.

"Father won't be sick, don't worry Mengmeng, okay, don't cry, be good." Zhang Han touched Mengmeng's head, pondered for a while, Zhang Han shook his head slightly, and said softly: "Mengmeng don't cry, Why don't Dad wake up that old grandpa?"