Life is hard, so Nuo Nuo performs for a living

"Let me see... beef... lean pork... chicken breast... baby bok choy..."

In the supermarket, Hajiling was checking her shopping list.

Summer vacation is just around the corner, and his family's food supplies were running low, so he took advantage of the weekend to go to the supermarket to do some shopping.

After confirming that she hadn't forgotten to buy any ingredients, Xiao Ling pushed the shopping cart to the self-checkout counter, paid for each item one by one, and then left the supermarket with a shopping bag full of groceries.

Stepping out of the supermarket, the sweltering heat of midsummer hit Xiao Ling, causing him to frown.

Looking back now, these girls from Solaris have been in this world for quite some time now. He himself has gone from being a stay-at-home dad who just eats and drinks to becoming the head of the household. Although it's been busy and tiring, seeing their genuine love for the little things in this world makes it all worthwhile.

"But where did Xixi and the others go?"

Xiao Ling had been indulging in his pleasures for a while, and it wasn't until this moment that he remembered the whereabouts of those people in Jinzhou were still unknown.

During this time, Rinascita, Lahai-Roi, and even several people from the Black Shores came to his side, but the few from Jinzhou remained completely out of the loop.

Xiao Ling tried to think.

Xiao Ling gave up thinking.

In short, I should focus on doing my job well first; the girls at home are still very hungry.

Speaking of which, it seems that a certain Honey Peach specifically requested that she bring dessert?

Having made up her mind, Xiao Ling headed towards the nearest dessert shop.

"Phew~ I finally got one."

Dania is a shrewd girl; she never eats regular desserts, only the limited ones. Xiao Ling was quick enough to grab the last one.

But Dania is a good girl, and good girls deserve special desserts.

Xiao Ling was leaving the dessert shop with her limited-edition desserts, was about to hail a taxi home when she suddenly heard a familiar violin sound coming from not far away.

Curious, Xiao Ling walked towards the direction from which the violin music was coming, and saw a familiar figure at the end of the sound.

Phrolova.

Today, she wasn't wearing that unbearably hot outfit; instead, she changed into a pristine white dress, standing out like a blooming lily amidst the bustling crowd.

The melodious music attracted many passersby who stopped to listen for a while. Whether they were appreciating the music or the person playing it was another matter entirely.

In front of her was a violin case containing some banknotes and coins, apparently donated by a kind passerby to the street performer.

Xiao Ling stood in the crowd and listened for a while, then suddenly felt something was off.

As we all know, Phrolova's violins are all melancholic tunes, but the violins played by Phrolova in front of us sound noticeably more cheerful.

Moreover, the clothes of the Phrolova in front of him were very different from those of the Phrolova he had seen before; he was more like the pure and innocent violinist from the small town.

But does that make sense? It can't really be one Shen Luoluo and one Funuo Nuo, can it?

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Ling decided to go up and talk to the street violinist to see if it was as she thought.

After playing the violin for a while, Phrolova decided to take a break.

She sat on the edge of the flower bed, the summer heat causing fine beads of sweat to form on her cheeks, which were also flushed from the heat.

I'm a little thirsty...

Just as she was wondering whether to buy a bottle of water, something icy cold suddenly touched her cheek.

Phrolova turned her head and saw Xiao Ling sitting down next to her as if they were old friends, and handing her a bottle of lemonade.

"You played the violin quite well," Xiao Ling said with a grin.

"No need for such formalities," Phrolova said with a straight face, calmly accepting the lemonade Xiao Ling offered.

Just kidding, it's like water being offered to you; why not take it?

Phrolova eagerly unscrewed the cap and took a sip, his delicate brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

Why is it sour...!

Although Phrolova can tolerate sour tastes, she's craving something sweet right now.

"So, what brings you to play the violin here?"

"Material needs." Phrolova's voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

"Ah~ I get it, I get it. A penny can stump an artist," Xiao Ling chuckled. "After all, talent alone can't fill an empty stomach."

Phrolova gave the other person a knowing look and continued drinking her sour lemonade.

I can't drink anymore...

She simply tossed aside the half-finished lemonade and stared blankly at the crowd.

Xiao Ling didn't disturb her, and accompanied Phrolova in the sun while carrying shopping bags and desserts.

Dessert: Speak up for me! Speak up for me!

"Speaking of which, did you deliver the birthday present I gave that child properly?" Phrolova asked calmly.

"You don't trust me?" Xiao Ling retorted.

"I'm just afraid you'll throw that thing in the trash."

"I wouldn't, at least I shouldn't." Xiao Ling shook her head. "Throwing away gifts that someone specially prepared for you is a matter of manners."

"Did the child eat it?" Phrolova then asked.

"Yes, she said the taste was alright." Xiao Ling nodded. "You made a sweet one especially for her?"

"I can make sweet dishes, but I personally prefer them a bit sour." Phrolova gave him a cold glance. "Looks like someone's memory isn't that great."

"That makes sense, after all, you're the one who makes the promise and then completely forgets about it."

"Uh... are you saying I really have to live off this for the rest of my life?"

"A lifetime?" Phrolova sneered. "Too little."

Xiao Ling's expression stiffened for a moment, then he chuckled and skipped over the topic.

The rest of the conversation was uneventful; I only asked about her recent life and the progress of her identity issue. Phrolova answered flawlessly, as if we had rehearsed our story beforehand.

After talking with her for a while, Xiao Ling checked the time and realized that half an hour had already passed.

"Sigh, I have to go back." Xiao Ling stood up, preparing to take a taxi back to the villa.

"Go back as soon as possible, that child is probably still eagerly waiting for you to come home," Phrolova said meaningfully, glancing at the desserts the other person was carrying.

After saying goodbye to Phrolova with a relaxed expression, Xiao Ling carried her shopping bags and desserts and walked away into the distance.

After watching Xiao Ling leave, Phrolova couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"I hope I didn't give myself away..."

The weather was getting warmer, Phrolova planned to finish work and go home. Just as she was packing her things, she suddenly noticed that two lemons had appeared in her violin case.

"Tsk..."

Funuo Nuo: Xiao Ling, you sent me something nice, okay? I'm so chovy!