Seeing that the old couple were very skillful in preparing vegetables and sandwiching cakes, Long Yingxiao really relaxed after arriving here. They should be just ordinary people who are working hard to make a living.
"I'll go back later."
Hearing the aunt's reply, Long Yingxiao nodded and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was busy until two or three o'clock in the night. He didn't know if it was like this every day.
"Auntie, when did you come out?"
"About eleven o'clock."
Long Yingxiao nodded and did not ask any naive questions such as whether the urban management would come at this time. The working hours of the urban management in each place were different. Some only worked during the day, some worked in two shifts, and some worked in three shifts.
Naturally, he would not use what he knew about the working hours of the urban management in Ziyang to guess what was happening here in Jianmen.
Thinking of Ziyang, Long Yingxiao also thought of Ziyang No. 1 Middle School. He had been away for a week.
"Do you come out every night?"
Long Yingxiao stopped thinking and asked again.
"Almost, I will come out and sell it when I can."
The aunt rolled the fried food into round pancakes and said.
"Well, okay, if we are still hungry tomorrow, we can go out and buy some."
Long Yingxiao smiled and said in a sincere tone.
"Haha, okay."
The uncle turned the meat that was still frying in the oil pan and said.
Having said this, Long Yingxiao didn't know what to ask anymore.
He turned around and looked around in boredom, only to see that Lu Yi, who had not planned to eat anything, had already walked over to the man selling fresh milk.
After glancing at Long Ling, who was staring intently at the old man and aunt making pancakes, Long Yingxiao strolled up to Lu Yi.
"Don't you want to eat?"
Long Yingxiao asked when he saw his uncle bringing him a bag of warm milk from the incubator.
"Why? Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps."
After Lu Yi said this, Long Yingxiao curled his lips and ignored him.
"Here, get it."
Lu Yi took the three buns handed over by the old man.
Only then did Long Yingxiao notice that although the old man's cart only said it sold fresh milk, it also had steamed buns.
There are two insulated boxes, one contains milk and the other contains steamed buns.
"What do you want? Young man."
Long Yingxiao turned his head and looked at the two stalls of vegetable pancakes and pancakes. He had already bought rice, so naturally he didn't want any more steamed buns.
"Two bags of milk, please."
"Let's see what flavor you want."
Only then did Long Yingxiao notice the taste of milk written on the trolley.
"Just strawberry."
After hearing this, the old man lifted the quilt covering the incubator, opened the incubator, took out two bags of milk and quickly closed it again.
It was still very cold in Jianmenguan in April. The reason why the old man moved so quickly was to prevent the heat in the incubator from escaping.
The old man still wore a lot of clothes. People with abilities like Long Yingxiao were not as frost-resistant. Ordinary people naturally had to wear more clothes.
There were slight oil stains on the gray-black shabby cotton-padded jacket. The old man put his hands in his sleeves and breathed hot air from his mouth.
Seeing that Long Yingxiao did not open the milk and drink it after paying, the old man smiled and said:
"Young man, drink it quickly, or it will get cold if you don't drink it."
Long Yingxiao also smiled, but he didn't drink because he doubted the old man's identity. From the old man's fear that the milk would get cold if he left the incubator open for too long, Long Yingxiao knew that this old man should also
He's an ordinary person.
He didn't drink it now, after all, he still had a bag in his hand for Long Ling.
"Don't worry, uncle."
After Long Yingxiao finished speaking, he wanted to say something more.
But he was just like at the pancake stall, he didn't know what to say.
He could never chat with the old man in front of him about the Internet cafe mobile game Three Kingdoms, youthful studies and school beauties.
Although he has experienced a lot, he is still young and cannot find any topics in common with the elderly. It is impossible for him to talk to the old man in front of him about how to raise his children or about family and marriage issues. These questions may or may not be meaningful, but
It makes no sense for him to say it.
When Long Yingxiao thought of this, he realized why Chinese people like to chat and talk about the weather when they meet. Because the weather is really no matter what age everyone is, as long as they are not far apart, on this land and under this sky
, will be enveloped by the same weather. So, such a thing is worth talking about.
Although Long Yingxiao could sympathize with their experiences, feel their sadness, and knew that they were forced to stay up late at night because of the pressure of life, but so what? What could he do?
Unable to find a topic to talk to the old man, Long Yingxiao looked at the old man sighing alone. Suddenly he remembered Bai Juyi's poem, "The Charcoal Seller".
A charcoal seller cuts firewood and burns charcoal in the southern mountains.
…
Poor man, he is only dressed in plain clothes, and he is worried and wishing that the weather would be cold.
I just don’t know whether this old man hopes that the weather will be cold or that the weather will be better. Drinking hot milk in cold weather would be a good choice, but when the weather is cold, there will be fewer people going out, and there will be less people.
Maybe someone will come to this place selling hot milk again.
"What are you thinking about?"
Lu Yi had already eaten the buns. He saw Long Ying Xiao Fang in a daze and asked.
Long Yingxiao smiled and shook his head.
He looked at the old man selling milk and smiled again. This smile represented his farewell before leaving. He turned around and walked back to the pancake stall.
When he came back, he had finished making a sandwich. Seeing the aunt and uncle at the sandwich stall still working hard, Long Yingxiao thought of the song "The Charcoal Seller" again.
His face was dusty and smoky, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.
Although their fingers are not black, their smoky color and pale temples are still the same.
He looked up and saw Long Yingxiao coming back again. The uncle asked:
"Young man, how old are you this year?"
"Seventeen."
"Hey, I'm only seventeen years old."
The uncle was obviously surprised and asked again:
"Didn't you go to school?"
"It's up."
Speaking of which, the aunt also asked:
"It's not your vacation time from school. Why are you out here?"
Long Yingxiao smiled. He couldn't tell the truth, so he could only say:
"There's something going on here."
"Well, let's go back to school as soon as we're done."
The aunt glanced at Long Ling next to Long Yingxiao, and then looked at Lu Yi who was not far away from Long Yingxiao. Obviously, she didn't guess what Long Yingxiao was here for, but looking at the aunt's words
The strange expression on her face showed that she must have various speculations in her mind.
Long Yingxiao followed the aunt's words and continued:
"good."
"Your accent sounds like you're not from here."
The uncle asked as he flipped the meat skewers in the fryer.
"no."
Although Long Yingxiao knew that he was speaking Mandarin, this is Bashu. If you don’t speak Bashu,
Of course this is not the person who said it.
However, Long Yingxiao was not constantly being asked questions. He also asked:
"Uncle, you are not from here either."
The uncle and aunt both spoke with obvious northern accents, so Long Yingxiao naturally knew that they were not from Bashu, let alone the pancakes.
"No, we are from Xuzhou."
"Jeju Prefecture?"
The uncle looked at Long Yingxiao and immediately understood why he asked himself if the two of them were from Jeju Prefecture. It was precisely because of the sandwich.
The uncle was happy and asked hurriedly:
"Are you from Jeju, too?"
Obviously, the uncle thought that Long Yingxiao was from the same place as them.
Long Yingxiao smiled, but still broke the uncle's fantasy.
"no."
However, the uncle's disappointed expression had not faded yet, Long Yingxiao said again:
"But I lived in Jeju Province for a while, and I really like this pancake."
The uncle smiled again and said:
"Then you've come to the right place. We, the old couple, have been making this sandwich for more than ten years. I dare not say anything else. The taste is absolutely authentic."
Long Yingxiao also smiled and said: "Then I have to give it a try."
Just in time, Long Yingxiao said, another pancake was ready.
The old couple were obviously very experienced, because Long Yingxiao ordered so many dishes that they would definitely not be able to finish them all at once, so they put some meat and vegetables in a pancake, then some vegetarian dishes, and then put the rest
When you go to another sandwich, there is no situation where one sandwich is full of meat and the other is full of vegetables.
Together with the sandwich pancakes she had made before, the aunt handed both the pancakes to Long Yingxiao.
Long Yingxiao gave the freshly baked one to Long Ling, and he took the one and finished it for a few minutes.
Long Ling turned over the bag containing the pancake, revealing a golden pancake. The inside of the pancake was brushed with a thin layer of chili sauce and mixed with freshly fried dishes. The taste was excellent.
Seeing the way Long Ling looked at him, Long Yingxiao slightly raised the pancake in his hand and said:
"Why are you stunned? Just eat."
Encouraged by Long Yingxiao, Long Ling bit it.
The sandwich pancake is salty, spicy, heavy in oil and sauce, which is the favorite taste of northerners.
Long Yingxiao saw Long Ling's satisfied expression and said:
"How about it, it tastes good."
Long Ling nodded, ignored him, and continued eating pancakes.
Long Yingxiao smiled and took a big bite himself.
The golden sandwich is extremely crispy in the mouth. The slightly spicy chili sauce wraps the freshly fried chicken steak and tenderloin. The taste of the meat always makes people feel satisfied. The slightly salty kelp shreds and fried eggplant slices are delicious.
The mushrooms also have a meaty flavor, as well as the slippery enoki mushrooms, plus the refreshing cabbage. A variety of ingredients come together. Although there are many types, they are combined just right.
"How about it?"
The aunt asked when she saw Long Yingxiao taking a big bite.
Long Yingxiao gave a thumbs up while chewing.
The aunt smiled heartily.
Long Yingxiao saw the beauty of ordinary life in his aunt's not very pretty smile.
Together with this, he remembered the time in Jeju Prefecture many years ago.
He thought of the aunt who had helped their father and son a lot.
She was also a lady selling pancakes.
She also has such a kind and beautiful smile.
However, she was killed by the killer sent by the Long family who was chasing them.