The flight was scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning, and we made an appointment to have dinner together. The time was just right. Lao Hu arranged the hotel directly, so Su Yan didn't need to look for it, which saved trouble.
Wang Yangyang came back a little early and reported today's situation.
In general, I have walked through almost all the small shops, and there are still a few that started during the late night snack time. I plan to go there again tomorrow.
A summary of the after-dining experience and interviews with surrounding people will be prepared together at that time, and a portion will be selected for the secondary evaluation.
When he learned that Su Yan would fly to Yanjing tomorrow, Wang Yangyang became depressed.
I was still talking happily about which restaurant was delicious and which one was exaggerated, but I suddenly became exhausted and sat there refusing to speak.
He looked at Su Yan with such resentment, like an abandoned puppy.
Su Yan didn't care at first, but after being looked at for a long time, the hairs on his hair started to stand up. What the hell! Such a big and strong man, he has such a glassy heart.
"Classmate Wang Yangyang, you are already an adult. You must know that work is very important. Am I going to Yanjing just for fun?"
Xiaopang nodded. Okay! It doesn’t make sense.
"This time it was a temporary decision, and you have more important tasks, do you understand?"
Xiaopang shook his head.
"Okay! Okay! I promise you, next time I will give you the opportunity to lead a real field trip alone." Su Yan took out his trump card.
Wang Yangyang's clouds turned sunny. Su Yan smiled secretly in his heart when he saw it. You asked for this.
I estimate that I will be away for the next two days, and I still need to make arrangements for work.
In fact, it is very simple. "Star! Refrigerator" mainly contacts guests through writers to conduct interviews in advance, and collects the key content that the host needs to know at that time to facilitate interaction.
Then the six chefs were notified in advance of the preparations for this video. In fact, it was mainly for the four chefs, and the other two chefs basically had no problems.
The advantage of having more people came to the fore at this time. After dispatching the manpower for the new program, other work continued as usual, with multi-line operations in an orderly manner.
Sister Hong added some details, and then compiled the work minutes and sent them to the group. The busy day was basically over.
Stepping out of the door of the TV station, a heat wave hit me instantly. Although it was already dark, the temperature did not drop at all.
After standing for a while, Su Yan fell into a dilemma, which was the problem he faced every day: what to eat at night.
In his opinion, this can go hand in hand with the three major philosophical questions in life: "Who are you, where do you come from, and where are you going?"
After struggling for three minutes and planning to go to the cafeteria to eat something, Wang Yangyang ran out with a bag.
"Director, you left so fast." He said, handing over the things in his hand: "I asked Sister Hong before I came back, and I know you haven't eaten yet.
These are taro dumplings. They tasted very good today. I kept them in the refrigerator because I was worried that the weather would be too hot. I just asked someone to help me make them. I would like to ask you to check your phone. The battery is dead. I’m planning on doing it.
I'll take you to your dormitory."
Su Yan was not used to the sudden concern.
This is different from Sister Hong. After all, we have been together for more than two years and are in the same grade as my mother, so it is somewhat natural.
After saying thank you, he patted Xiaopang on the shoulder and asked him to go back and rest early.
I walked back to the dormitory slowly.
Maybe it was because time had passed, but I didn’t feel too hungry, but looking at the fat taro dumplings shining with oil in the soup and the aroma of scallion oil, I couldn’t help but eat them.
This kind of food is quite special. It is a specialty of my hometown. I often ate it when I was a child, but later I rarely saw it in big cities and gradually forgot about it.
It is a kind of pasta, similar to dumplings in making and shape, but it is not made with wheat flour, but with a plant called cassava, whose roots are ground into flour, and finally dried into powder.
When kneading the dough, you don't just add water, but cooked taro. This way, the skin will be fine, soft, waxy, and sticky.
The filling is mainly pork belly, accompanied by dried bamboo shoots, mushrooms, chives, tofu, etc.
Originally I only planned to taste the taste, but ended up one after another. In the end, I even finished the soup, and I still had some leftovers.
This gourmet restaurant! Certified! Su Yan picked up the phone and was about to ask Xiaopang which restaurant it was from, thinking it would be a good idea to buy some for late night snacks.
Before the call was dialed, the call came in from 'Mom'.
"Mom!" Su Yan no longer feels that sense of isolation.
"Xiao Yan, have you had dinner?" Su's mother's concerned voice came.
"Hmm, I just finished eating, where are you?" The conversation was about trivial topics, but my heart was very warm.
"We have already eaten. Your dad bought a fish at noon and cooked it himself in the evening. As for you, it's not fast food again. You should eat less. It's not nutritious. You work overtime every day..."
Su Yan didn't interrupt, just listened quietly.
Mother Su didn't think anything was wrong, so she kept talking about what she had eaten today, how much the store sold, and who was having a quarrel next door.
Until Su's father interrupted: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? You've forgotten all the important things. Xiaoyan has been tired for a day, so he doesn't have time to listen to you."
Mother Su was unhappy: "Is it bothering you that I'm chatting with my son? I've raised him for so many years and he's not allowed to talk to me more. He rarely comes back a few times a year."
Father Su didn't expect his wife to explode instantly, so he just hummed and didn't dare to offend her again.
Su Yan heard it funny on the phone: "Dad, it's okay, I'm chatting with Mom."
"Hey, it's already past eight o'clock, and the TV series is about to start." Mother Su finally remembered what she was going to say: "Son, why did you suddenly send such a large sum of money back? If your father hadn't gone to the bank today, we wouldn't have known.
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Oh, Su Yan just remembered that after the bonus was distributed, there was still 200,000 left, and he transferred 150,000 back at that time, but he forgot to mention something.
"Mom, that's because I sold the rights to my program, and the money is for you two to travel."
"Look at you kid, you have to save some money first. In the future, there will be more places to spend money. You have to get married and buy a house. We are already old, so what should we spend the money on?"
Although I was a little angry, the joy could not be contained.
The voice of the father next to him came clearly: "Xiaoyan is also very filial and wants us to go out and have fun. Didn't you watch TV a while ago and say that Yunnan is good? It's a good time to go."
Mother Su started to get angry again: "You bad old man, you must be filial. Get married and have children as soon as possible. Only by having a grandson can you be filial."
Su Yanhan has already come down, but he is just saying this for himself.
The three of them talked for a while, and Su's mother repeatedly made it clear that she wanted her son to get married and have children soon. Later, the father turned on the TV and the theme song came on, and then reluctantly hung up the phone.
Su Yan was a little helpless. He was not yet 25 years old, so he was forced to get married so soon. However, it felt good to be cared about.
The sycamore tree outside the window is bathed in the moonlight. Occasionally a gust of wind blows and the branches sway, but it does not affect the cicada inside, which still screams tirelessly. Occasionally, a leaf falls, and no one knows it is carried away.
Where to go.
Su Yan was also busy in the room, packing some clothes and preparing for tomorrow's journey.