Chapter: 113

"Eh?" Mengmeng was slightly taken aback, her little mouth pouted, and said in a milky voice, "That's all? Not enough, not enough for Mengmeng to eat."

"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, mature 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.

"ah!"

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 when they heard 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.