Jiang Zhixun wanted to send some local specialties to his comrades in the Northwest; with a newborn in the family, it was a good thing to share with everyone.
When Shen Qingqing finished her nap, she suggested they go out.
Shen Qingqing: "Didn't you ask me to go buy it myself?"
Jiang Zhixun: "I've changed my mind now, can't I?"
The specialties need to be divided among four families, so it would definitely be heavy.
His wife shouldn't be lifting heavy things now; it's more appropriate for him to carry them.
Shen Qingqing joked with him, "They say women are fickle, but I see men are the same."
Jiang Zhixun didn't deny it, "Everyone is human; human nature must have common traits."
Shen Qingqing teased him, "Getting into such profound topics, are we?"
Jiang Zhixun wore a proud expression, "I'm a cultured person too."
He had excellent grades in school, but often, the family assumed Shen Qingqing was the more cultured one.
Shen Qingqing gave a little hum, not contradicting him.
