Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

"Brother, I've already paid for my things here, just pay for that pajamas and bring it out."

"What, you've paid? What about your money... Zhou Min, I was fooled just now, oops!"

Zhou Sen suddenly realized that Zhou Xinyao had deliberately asked him to go in to get clothes to get rid of him.

"Oops~"

Zhou Sen paid the bill with a sigh and walked quickly to Zhou Xinyao.

"Zhou Min, let me see how much the bill was just now."

Zhou Sen said unequivocally.

"It's not much money. Besides, isn't all the money here yours?" Zhou Xinyao replied with a smile.

"That's different! Zhou Min, how much did it cost in total?"

Zhou Sen continued to ask.

Suddenly, he found the receipt in the shopping bag and grabbed it with lightning speed.

"3256, right? I'll transfer it to you right away."

Zhou Sen quickly took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer money to Zhou Xinyao.

Zhou Xinyao snatched Zhou Sen’s phone and looked at him with resentment.

"I told you, you don't have to transfer the money!"

Seeing that Zhou Xinyao was a little angry, Zhou Sen quickly smiled in a flattering manner.

"Zhou Min, don't be angry. Can't I just not transfer the money? Be sure to tell me when you run out of money."

"That's pretty much it."

Zhou Xinyao put away her tense expression and looked at Zhou Sen with a smile.

"Hehe~ I knew my sister wouldn't be mad at me."

"Let's go, let's go home first. Where is this truckload of stuff?" Zhou Xinyao muttered.

"Let's go back now~ This time we'll take a taxi back!" Zhou Sen shouted with high spirits.

"Okay~"

Zhou Xinyao pushed the cart and followed hurriedly behind.

Just as Zhou Sen said, there were indeed a few Laotoules at the main entrance of the supermarket.

A few old men were sitting in the car with the door open and joking around.

Zhou Sen walked cautiously to a car and asked, "Master, how much does it cost to get to Furong Community?"

The old man crossed his index fingers together and made the sign of a cross.

"This is too expensive. The starting fare for a taxi is only eight yuan. It's less than one kilometer and you want ten yuan?" Zhou Sen said, smacking his lips.

The old man didn't answer, but glanced at Zhou Sen with his eyes slanted.

This feeling of being looked down upon made Zhou Sen feel a little uncomfortable. He came to another old man again and asked, "Master..."

Before Zhou Sen could finish his words, the old man rushed to reply: Ten yuan.

It seems that they had already colluded with each other and set a fixed price.

Zhou Sen sighed and looked up ahead.

He thought that if he were alone, he would rather walk back than let these old guys take advantage of him.

But thinking of Zhou Xinyao behind him, Zhou Sen compromised. Even if it was a hundred yuan, he would still sit there.

"Okay, it's just ten dollars, not a cent more~"

Zhou Sen reminded.

The old man nodded.

Zhou Sen immediately turned around and waved at Zhou Xinyao, "Zhou Min, come here."

Zhou Xinyao pushed the cart forward a few steps and was blocked by several stone pillars.

"Zhou Min, the shopping cart can't go any further here. Please wait here for me. I'll go get the things."

Zhou Sen said to the old man again: "Wait for me, I will be back soon."

The old man seemed not to hear and did not respond.

Zhou Sen ignored her and ran towards Zhou Xinyao.

Zhou Xinyao had already taken out a few bags from the shopping cart and was walking towards this side with difficulty, carrying them in both hands.

"Oh, Zhou Min, didn't I tell you to wait for me?" Zhou Sen murmured with pity.

"It's okay, I'm not weak, I can still lift this little thing," Zhou Xinyao smiled innocently.

"Give it to me~"

Zhou Sen snatched most of the things from Zhou Xinyao, and then walked quickly towards the old man beside him.

"Master, open the trunk."

The old man took a deep puff of his cigarette, then opened the car door, staggered to the back and opened the trunk.

"My trunk is a little small and can't hold so many things."

"What should we do then?" Zhou Sen asked with a frown.

"What to do? Just hold it~", the old man said with a sneer.

Before Zhou Sen could react, the old man snatched several bags from Zhou Sen and threw them into the small trunk.

"Hey, be gentle, I have bowls, chopsticks, plates and other things in there!" Zhou Sen shouted in pain.

The old man turned his head and glared at Zhou Sen, as if he was ready to fight.

"Hurry up and get in the car. You have to wait for the next order after you finish this one."

A surge of anger rose from Zhou Sen's heart. If it were in the past, he would definitely argue with this old man. But thinking of Zhou Xinyao, he decisively gave up the idea.

Zhou Xinyao gave him something to care about and made him feel that his life had meaning.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'll just put the things in the car and leave," Zhou Sen smiled innocently.

I thought if I gave in a little, the old man would also give in, but this old guy didn't show any humility at all.

"The trunk is full, you hold the remaining things!"

"I……"

"Get in the car quickly," the old man urged.

Now Zhou Sen couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush over to have a good argument with the old man.

Zhou Xinyao saw Zhou Sen's intention and quickly shouted, "Brother, it's okay, I can just hold these things~"

Seeing Zhou Xinyao’s beautiful smile, Zhou Sen felt relieved again.

There is nothing to be angry about. Being able to be with family is the best thing.

In the past few years, Zhou Sen has seen those gangsters and knows what kind of life they lead. Sometimes they are doing well today and die on the street the next day.

This kind of life is not what he wants.

"Zhou Min, hold it for me~"

Zhou Sen snatched a shopping bag from Zhou Xinyao.

"Wow, this is so heavy~"

Zhou Sen couldn't help but shout.

Just now, Zhou Xinyao gave the lightest one to Zhou Sen and kept the heavier ones in her own hands.

"So heavy? What is this?"

Zhou Sen looked down.

I saw that the bag was full of tableware, no wonder it was so heavy.

"Zhou Min, I should have put this heavy thing in the trunk."

Zhou Sen looked towards the trunk and had the idea of ​​exchanging the things in the trunk with these.

"Drip~"

The old man honked the horn twice, then leaned his head back and shouted, "Get in the car!"

"This old guy..."

"Hey, brother, let's get in the car."

For fear that Zhou Sen might cause trouble, Zhou Xinyao got into the car first.

This old man was so happy. Zhou Xinyao felt so suffocated sitting there. With an electric rice cooker in her hand, she felt so depressed that she could hardly breathe.

Zhou Sen finally squeezed in and put the tableware in the bag on his lap.

The old man turned his head slightly to look back, then turned on the power of the car and drove out.

Although the car is small, you can still feel the push on your back when the old man steps on it.

"Oh my god, sir, please slow down."