Chapter 75: Going to the Supermarket
Leng Qing Qiu quickly brought the wallet. She didn’t check the money inside Lu Zhiyin’s wallet. She casually returned it to Lu Zhiyin and then pushed her out of the house.
After closing the door, the two of them went straight into the puddles on the road.
Leng Qing Qiu was wearing rain boots, so she wasn’t worried about her shoes getting wet.
As for Lu Zhiyin, she was sitting in a wheelchair and wouldn’t step into the water, so it didn’t matter.
“It was quite comfortable going out this morning, wasn’t it?”
Stepping in the puddles, Leng Qing Qiu tried to make conversation.
“Mm, indeed.”
Nodding, Lu Zhiyin reached out to catch the raindrops falling from the sky.
The cool raindrops, combined with the gentle morning breeze, were indeed comfortable. It was still autumn, so the temperature wasn’t as low as winter, and the autumn wind wasn’t biting. It was just right. Of course, it would be even better if there were no puddles on the ground.
The sound of the tires rolling in the water was truly annoying, unsettling the heart.
“Um, Leng Qing Qiu.”
Lu Zhiyin retracted her hand, touched her fingers, and turned to look at the brown-haired girl behind her.
“I’m here.”
As soon as Lu Zhiyin finished speaking, Leng Qing Qiu responded immediately.
“Can you not torment me for a while? Can you continue in two weeks?”
Touching her wrist, Lu Zhiyin gently closed her eyes.
Because of that so-called deity, she had to find ways to hide the changes in her body.
“I feel like my physical condition might not be very good lately. Just two weeks, okay? Please.”
Afraid that Leng Qing Qiu would not agree, Lu Zhiyin added another sentence.
“…”
Behind her, Leng Qing Qiu was silent.
Having just seen her true self and decided to see her wicked deeds through to the end, should she consider the pitiable white-haired girl?
She paused briefly, touched her chest, trying to find an answer in the rhythm of her heartbeat.
She found nothing.
“We’ll see then.”
Unable to give a precise answer, Leng Qing Qiu vaguely replied to appease her.
The white-haired girl in front of her also knew better than to pester further.
Her understanding was heartbreaking.
Speaking of which, her childhood friend seemed to have been changing slowly recently. She couldn’t quite pinpoint how, but Leng Qing Qiu felt that she was different.
Her face was still the same, and her disposition was still as weak, but somehow she felt different.
Closing her eyes, Leng Qing Qiu continued to push Lu Zhiyin forward.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin silently took out her phone from her pocket. Looking at Leng Qing Qiu’s reaction, she knew that the other girl would likely do something to her in the coming weeks. Her interactions with Leng Qing Qiu during this time had made Lu Zhiyin understand that she couldn’t change Leng Qing Qiu’s mind, so she let her be.
As for the strange aspects of her body that Leng Qing Qiu had discovered, she would have to adapt. If she couldn’t resolve them herself, she would ask that so-called deity for help. In any case, with a deity as a fallback in this world, she didn’t have to worry for the time being.
Thinking this, Lu Zhiyin opened the app called “Loli Pack,” looked at the books on the leaderboard, and began to think about what she should write.
Copying other people’s ideas was shameful, but wasn’t it also effective?
After a while, Lu Zhiyin decided to write a novel about a guy with blonde hair being turned into a girl by his victim and then exacting revenge.
With an idea, Lu Zhiyin didn’t bother with an outline and immediately started writing.
After all, she wasn’t expecting readers to pay for her work; she just wanted to become a contracted author and earn the full attendance bonus.
Her nimble fingers danced on the phone keyboard, and a beeping sound attracted Leng Qing Qiu’s attention.
“What are you doing, Zhiyin?”
She asked.
“I’m writing a novel. No one is asking me to power-level, so I can’t earn money by playing games. I have to find another way.”
Lu Zhiyin truthfully told Leng Qing Qiu about her current predicament and continued to type rapidly.
Her typing speed was quite fast, and her hands were steady. However, speed inevitably led to mistakes; a chapter would always have a few typos.
“You don’t have to work so hard. I’ll give you enough money to live on.”
This was the truth. Leng Qing Qiu would give Lu Zhiyin enough money. Even pet owners knew that pets would die if they weren’t fed, let alone Lu Zhiyin, who wasn’t a pet.
Since she considered Lu Zhiyin her own possession, she had to take responsibility.
Thinking this, Leng Qing Qiu continued to push the wheelchair.
“I still owe you quite a bit of money, and I have to repay it.”
Lu Zhiyin’s words fell as her hands continued to type. Leng Qing Qiu said nothing more.
She didn’t really want Lu Zhiyin to repay the money, but she found it difficult to say.
Thus, they both fell silent again.
By the time they arrived at the supermarket entrance, Lu Zhiyin had already written four thousand words on her phone. She casually submitted her novel, waiting for review, and then looked up at the supermarket before them.
They were still within the residential area. This supermarket was conspicuous in the surrounding area; it was three stories high, standing out from the rest.
There weren’t many people in the supermarket, perhaps because the flooding made it inconvenient to go out.
After advancing in the rain for a long time, Lu Zhiyin’s hair was slightly damp, and so was Leng Qing Qiu’s.
So they didn’t linger outside the supermarket but immediately entered.
Upon entering the supermarket, they were greeted by the cash registers and a cashier sitting behind one, cracking melon seeds and watching short videos – a bit too lazy.
“The first floor sells food and various daily necessities, the second floor is for clothing, and the third floor is for furniture and appliances.”
After briefly introducing the goods sold in the supermarket, Leng Qing Qiu pushed Lu Zhiyin to the side of the cash register.
“I’ll get the basket.”
Putting her phone in her pocket, Lu Zhiyin reached out to grab a basket and hugged it.
Because the basket was very large, Lu Zhiyin’s hugging it looked somewhat comical and amusing.
“Mm.”
However, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t find it funny. She gave a soft “mm” and continued to push Lu Zhiyin towards the interior of the supermarket.
Before long, they arrived at the food section.
“We’re lucky, the ingredients are quite fresh.”
Because they came early and it was flooding today, hardly anyone went out, so the ingredients in the supermarket were quite fresh.
Beef, lamb, various fruits and vegetables, and some aquatic products.
Except for live chickens and ducks, and things like fish that needed to be slaughtered on the spot, almost everything was available here.
“Perhaps it’s because we came early.”
Chatting casually with Leng Qing Qiu, Lu Zhiyin’s gaze lingered on the price tags of the ingredients.
Chinese cabbage and potatoes were mostly three yuan per jin. Honestly, this price was quite expensive, but these were basically the cheapest ingredients in the supermarket.
Meat, on the other hand, was even more outrageously expensive.
Pork was eighteen yuan per jin, beef was forty yuan per jin, and lamb was fifty yuan per jin. Not to mention the aquatic products that cost tens of yuan each, which left Lu Zhiyin dumbfounded.
In her previous life, she had never seen such expensive ingredients.
“…”
Silently, she opened her wallet. Inside were some change and two or three hundred-yuan banknotes. A large portion of the money she had earned recently was not in her wallet.
Thinking about buying these ridiculously expensive ingredients later made her feel a pang of heartache.
“Ha… Let’s split up and buy what we need.”
She looked at Leng Qing Qiu behind her.
Leng Qing Qiu nodded, released her hand from the wheelchair, and went to pick out various ingredients that Lu Zhiyin found very expensive.
“…Aren’t these things a bit too expensive…”
Lu Zhiyin muttered softly, deciding not to buy the expensive meats. She steered the wheelchair towards the fruit and vegetable section, casually picked up a Chinese cabbage and more than a dozen potatoes.
“Potatoes can be stored for a long time, and they can be eaten in any way. More importantly, they are filling. As for Chinese cabbage, it can also be kept in the refrigerator for a long time, and it can be used to change the taste occasionally.”
After making a simple judgment, Lu Zhiyin turned her attention to the fruit section.
Grapes, cherries, and sour dates, which cost more than ten yuan each, were not affordable for her at the moment. Even the cheapest fruit, watermelon, was very expensive here, costing almost eight yuan per jin.
After circling the fruit and vegetable section multiple times, by the time she met up with Leng Qing Qiu, Lu Zhiyin’s basket still only contained Chinese cabbage and potatoes.
Leng Qing Qiu, on the other hand, seemed not to care about money. She was carrying two bags of meat and a bag of clams. Judging by their weight, they seemed quite heavy.
She threw these items into Lu Zhiyin’s basket, and then Leng Qing Qiu went to get a bundle of green beans, a few leeks, and a small bag of sour dates.
Lu Zhiyin’s own selection was not heavy, but after Leng Qing Qiu added so many things, it became heavy.
The basket, which she could still manage before, was now too heavy and was pressing down on Lu Zhiyin’s legs, causing her discomfort.
“Is this enough? Do you need anything else?”
Leng Qing Qiu seemed not to notice Lu Zhiyin’s plight. As she said this, she put two ears of corn into the basket.
“…Hoo…”
Feeling a slight pain in her leg, Lu Zhiyin’s chest rose and fell slightly. She took a deep breath and carefully thought about what else they needed at home.
“Um… I think I want to buy a bag of rice?”
Hesitantly, she couldn’t quite remember if they still had rice at home.
Perhaps they did? But it was better to be prepared; it wouldn’t hurt to have more.
Thinking this, Lu Zhiyin and Leng Qing Qiu wandered around the first floor of the supermarket, and it took a while to find bags of rice that were perfectly packaged.
Compared to some ingredients, rice was cheaper, but it was still expensive.
A 10-jin bag of rice cost fifty yuan, which made Lu Zhiyin feel a pang of heartache again.
“Um, can you help me with the rice… Mph…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Leng Qing Qiu had already put a bag of rice into the basket on Lu Zhiyin’s legs.
With a stifled groan, Lu Zhiyin’s body trembled, and her legs hurt even more.
“Hm?”
Leng Qing Qiu gave a soft hum, noticing Lu Zhiyin’s discomfort. She took the basket off Lu Zhiyin’s legs and held it herself.
“Th-thank you…”
Stuttering her thanks, Lu Zhiyin touched her thigh and only recovered after a while.
This body was still too weak.
“It’s fine.”
Shaking her head, Leng Qing Qiu carried the basket. She had no intention of checking out yet and continued to wander through the supermarket’s various sections, forcing Lu Zhiyin to follow her.
To be honest, Lu Zhiyin didn’t like shopping at supermarkets, but since Leng Qing Qiu was in the mood, she had no choice but to accompany her.
“By the way, Zhiyin, do you want to buy some clothes? You seem to have been wearing your school uniform for a while now.”
“Ah… Ah? You really don’t need to…”
Leng Qing Qiu’s abrupt question startled Lu Zhiyin. She didn’t want to wear overly feminine clothing. The current school uniform was enough. Wearing women’s underwear already made her feel ashamed. If she had to wear a skirt or something, it would be too terrible.
“…”
Leng Qing Qiu was silent, ignoring Lu Zhiyin’s reply. She fell into thought, recalling Lu Zhiyin’s appearance from a long time ago.
Before her parents passed away, her childhood friend liked to wear skirts; she looked beautiful and was bullied for her looks, but back then, her parents could protect her.
It seemed that ever since her parents passed away, Lu Zhiyin had basically only worn school uniforms.
Thinking of Lu Zhiyin’s parents, Leng Qing Qiu also recalled some old memories. A long time ago, she seemed to have received a lot of help from Lu Zhiyin’s parents.
They would send food during holidays, and they would bring her along when picking up Lu Zhiyin from school.
Counting it all up, she, who was currently bullying Lu Zhiyin, was even more of a scoundrel.
Her eyes darkened, and Leng Qing Qiu shook her head, finally coming back to her senses.
“Well, if Zhiyin doesn’t want to, then forget it.”
Temporarily dismissing the idea of making Lu Zhiyin wear a skirt, Leng Qing Qiu’s gaze wandered among the shelves, finally stopping at a rather peculiar shelf.
Pink spherical objects, matching batteries and remote controls. Packaged candles, a seemingly thin whip. Spherical objects strung together with strings. And some peculiar cylindrical objects.
Leng Qing Qiu’s expression became peculiar.
If she remembered correctly, these items… were they supposed to be… well… adult toys?
For some reason, Leng Qing Qiu reached out for one of the cylindrical objects.
However, Leng Qing Qiu was not the only one who saw these things; Lu Zhiyin did too.
If Lu Zhiyin would knowingly let Leng Qing Qiu have her way in other matters, she couldn’t indulge her in this matter.
She had seen many of those things in various adult movies. Just seeing them made her blush.
“Leng Qing Qiu… we should go back. I’m so tired and want to go home quickly, please…”
Reaching out, Lu Zhiyin grabbed Leng Qing Qiu’s sleeve, her face flushed. As usual, she kept her posture very low.
Leng Qing Qiu turned her head and saw the white-haired girl with a crimson face, as if steam was about to rise from her head.
“Mm, okay, let’s go home.”
Saying this, Leng Qing Qiu, while Lu Zhiyin wasn’t paying attention, casually threw a small toy into the basket and then led Lu Zhiyin towards the supermarket entrance.
She dumped all the items from the basket onto the counter. The small toy was hidden beneath other items, so Lu Zhiyin didn’t notice.
During checkout, this large basket of items cost over three hundred yuan. Lu Zhiyin’s purchases only cost eighty yuan; the rest was paid by Leng Qing Qiu.
Because of the previous interlude, Lu Zhiyin didn’t know how to communicate with Leng Qing Qiu. During the journey home, both of them remained tacitly silent.
