He casually found a seat and sat down, but he kept thinking about whether this meal was a little uncomfortable. He ate two chicken wings, stuffed some vegetables into his mouth, and had to look at the housekeeper's face. It was tasteless. How nice would it be if he had a bowl of wontons?
As she thought about it, the bus had already arrived at the terminal. After the passengers got off the bus, Hachi came out of the bus. When she got off the car, she felt that something was wrong. Where was this? Why did she come here? After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had taken the wrong car when he saw Yuan Yingying and the other girl coming out. The car was already in the suburbs. People say that the busier you are, the more mistakes you make. I'm not even busy. How can I make the wrong choice?
Anyway, she was going home alone. It was impossible for her cousin to come back from her business trip for the next few days. Coincidentally, there was a wonton stall by the roadside. Let's eat a bowl of wontons first.
The lady who sold wontons was in her forties. She was a pretty woman. The stall was not very big. Two benches surrounded a tricycle. It seemed that this kind of small business was not easy to do.
As the sun was setting, the employees rushed home after work. Some of them were carrying celery and carrots, while others were carrying apples and bananas. They each took what they needed. Every family had its own characteristics. Whether it was happiness or pain, home was a place to live after work.
No. 8 didn't need to go home, and there was no one waiting for him at home. He was not used to it being too lonely. It was much more comfortable to look at the scenery on the street. He found a place to sit down and ordered a bowl of wontons.
While waiting for the bowl of wontons, he saw two elementary school-looking boys and girls sitting beside him. The two of them were eating wontons and whispering to each other. He couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, but the way they spoke and the small movements that made people blush were enough to prove that their relationship wasn't ordinary.
No. 8 looked around but didn't see any school nearby. He looked at the faces of these two students, who were at most 15 or 16 years old. They wouldn't graduate from junior high school even if they were full.
"Are you anxious from waiting?" The lady boss saw him looking around and said with a smile.
"No rush, no rush." No. 8 knew that his actions just now had caused the lady boss to misunderstand. He hurriedly said," I'm fine. You don't have to rush. I'll be the last." However, to be honest, your size is also a business. One person is enough to keep you busy.”
The lady boss said," Usually, there aren't so many customers at this time. There are many people who came to eat wontons today. My lady hasn't finished school yet. She comes to help me every day. I'm really sorry."
" It's fine, it's fine," No. 8 said." Sister-in-law, is there a school here?"”
The lady boss said as she busied herself," Yes, there is. Go straight from here and turn right at the intersection. There is a middle school there. Look, these children are all students of that school. They're all eating wontons at my place after school.”
Sure enough, there really was such a high school. Nowadays, children had to taste the bitter fruit of love at a young age. When would it end? Thinking of this, Eighty sighed softly.
After an hour, the bowl of wontons was finally ready. Under the Lady Boss's repeated apologies, Little Eighth took it over. He took a sip of the soup and felt that the taste was not bad. No wonder there were so many customers. It was in response to a saying,"Good wine is not afraid of deep alleys."
The two students next to him finished their food and stood up, leaning against each other. The boy gently stroked the girl's face. The girl hugged the boy's neck with both hands and seemed reluctant to part. The boy kissed the girl's tender lips as if no one was around. Then, they walked towards their school hand in hand.
When the Lady Boss cleaned up their bowls and chopsticks, she seemed to be talking to Eighty and also to herself."I don't know what's wrong with children these days. They're so young that I can't stand them. I don't know what they're learning in school every day!”
The lady boss's feelings were not without reason. She also had a girl of this age who was also studying in school. She was also afraid that such a thing would happen to her. He was on tenterhooks every day, afraid that he would cause trouble.
Little Eighth didn't reply. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but chatting with the Lady Boss was the best way to pass the time. The Lady Boss was still charming. She was a beauty in both big and small places. Moreover, she spoke in a gentle manner. The problem was that the bowl of wontons in front of him made him unable to stop. Not only did the soup taste delicious, but it was also too hot. He was a little unwilling to accept the heat. He picked up a wonton and took a bite. His gums hurt from the heat. It was unsightly to spit it out, but he was afraid that he would burn his stomach if he swallowed it. He was in a dilemma.
"Eat slowly." The lady boss was angry and amused when she saw Little Eighth eating like this." I just fished it out of the pot and it's still warm.”
"Smells good." Little Eighth knew that he was in a sorry state at this moment. After vomiting into the bowl, he kept saying that it smelled good. The lady boss's face lit up when she heard that." It's not that I'm boasting, but if you don't believe me, go and ask around. Which wonton stall nearby is better than my wonton? Young man, come and eat my wontons often in the future.”
As they chatted and ate the wontons, Little Eighth asked for a head of garlic from the lady boss. It was a wonderful feeling. It felt good to have no one to care about him.
This bowl of wontons made Eighty sweat profusely. The wonton was delicious, and he was a little impatient. He ate it with the soup and water. His way of eating was already indecent, and this self-harming way of eating was even worse. At the China Garden Hotel, the Head Butler, Sister Li, had already expressed her disdain. If she saw it now, wouldn't he be scooped up for eight lifetimes to eat? Fortunately, this was a small stall that could not be placed in a refined hall. It did not have the elegance of a noble. The good-looking man opposite him was eating worse than him. What was wrong with him taking off his shirt and eating like a tsunami? It seems that each level has its own way of eating. Why don't you try this at China Garden Hotel? Not to mention the spittle of the customers at the neighboring tables, even the rolling eyes of those who served Miss Tu water were enough to make you drink a pot of water.
Eighty wiped his sweat, paid the bill from his pocket, and left under the enthusiastic invitation of the lady boss.
There was a park in front of him. He was not far from his residence if he slanted through the park. Three years ago, he had walked this path, but he didn't know if it was easy to walk this path now. Tonight, he had nothing to do, so he decided to give it a try. It wasn't just staying there, but where wasn't the wind blowing?
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