“...... Soy milk fritters, corn, steamed bread ......"

“...... The intersection of Quang Nam Road has arrived, passengers who get off the bus should get off from the back door......"

“...... Tired, borrowed, borrowed, too late......"

“...... It's been a stall for ten years, hey, the child's father went early, and when he left, he still owed a lot of debts, all owed for his treatment. Children want to study again, and they also need money, some people say, set up a stall to make money, I think I can do it, so I came out......"

The next day, early in the morning, not far from the hotel where I had stayed before, next to a bus sign,

A few vendors pushing carts and selling breakfast snacks were shouting, young people rushing to work, old people rushing to the vegetable market, and crowding on the bus that had just arrived.

Lian Ge stood in front of a breakfast stall, listening to the noise on his side, listening to the stall owner's narration,

“...... It's been ten years like this, and others think that it's a job, and it's not good to say it. I don't have any other skills, so let's be tired. ”

The stall owner is a middle-aged woman, the stall is a tricycle turned breakfast stall, there is a small shelf on the top, there are some soy milk, pumpkin pie, corn tortillas, and some hot gas in the pot next to it, and corn is cooking.

The middle-aged woman was busy with her hands in the small oil pot below, skillfully, frying fritters, with a smile on her face, talking to Lian Ge.

“...... At least I can support myself and my son, and I can afford my son to study, the first two years, the debt is paid off, and my son has been admitted to college, and now, I have no other hope, so I want to take advantage of the fact that I am not old now, and then come out to earn two years of money, and save some money for my son, otherwise in the future, when I am older, how can I still get up at four or five o'clock in the morning like now. ”

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman had a smile on her face and a slight sweat on her forehead, skillfully sandwiching the fried fritters in the pot and drying them on the shelf next to her.

I took two more bags, took the cup of soy milk, a straw, put the soy milk straw into one bag, and then took the tong, sandwiched two fritters, and put them into another bag.

"Here, young man, the soy milk fritters you wanted. You can eat at ease, our food is absolutely clean, if there is any problem with eating, just look for me, I am around here every morning. ”

While handing over the bag containing soy milk fritters, the middle-aged woman said with a smile,

took over the soy milk fritters, Lian Ge casually took out a banknote from his pocket and handed it over,

"It's hard to throw the money in that cardboard box, and if you need change, find it yourself. I have flour on my hands, which is not very convenient. ”

The middle-aged woman replied with a smile while making fritters,

Lian Ge glanced at the middle-aged woman, put the banknote into the cardboard box, made change, and put it in his pocket at will.

didn't go away again, after moving a few steps to the side, standing by the stall, holding the fritters, eating at will, listening to the hustle and bustle of the city in his ears, looking at the bustle of people coming and going in front of the bus sign in front of him,

On his shoulder, the mouse stood up on his forelimbs, turned his head, and his eyes were greedy, and his eyes moved with the fritters in the singer.

“...... Boss, a corn, a pumpkin pie, a cup of soy milk......"

People passing by in a hurry, on the middle-aged woman's stall, stopped from time to time, the middle-aged woman held a handkerchief, wiped the sweat on her forehead from time to time, and from time to time responded to the customer's words, and was busy with her hands skillfully.

“...... Ah, the intersection of Guangnan Road has arrived, and the passengers who got off the bus ......"

Several more buses drove into the platform one after another, and a group of people in front of the bus sign were congested towards the buses, and there were not many people on the buses.

The middle-aged woman's booth was a little free.

“...... Young man, are you from out of town?"

The middle-aged woman wiped her sweat with the handkerchief next to her, then turned her head, smiled and talked to Lian Ge,

tore off half of the fritters and handed them to the mouse, who was fighting with the fritters,

Hearing this, Lian Ge turned his gaze and glanced at the middle-aged woman,

“...... If you lived near here, boy, you would be over there......"

The middle-aged woman smiled, looked at the bus stop, crowded with people hugging on the bus, and then turned back and said.

Hearing this, Lian Ge smiled slightly,

"Sort of, come out and see. ”

With a calm tone, Lian Ge went back casually.

“...... You've been to a lot of places, boy...... When I was young, my father and I thought about going out for a walk while we were young, but he was ...... I'm setting up a stall all day now, and I can't go anywhere. ”

The middle-aged woman turned her head and looked into the distance, with some expectation in her eyes,

"Now, look at it, and when my son comes out of college and works on his own, if I still do it, I'll save some money and go for a walk. Also go to distant places to see...... I heard that there are a few good mountains...... I just don't know if I can climb at that time......"

The middle-aged woman looked into the distance, and said with some expectation,

When Lian Ge heard this, he just listened and didn't say much.

“...... Boss, come two tortillas. ”

"Okay, do you want to eat it now, or I'll take a bag for you. ”

Another customer stopped in front of the stall, and the middle-aged woman quickly turned her head again, answered with a smile, and then got to work skillfully.

“...... Chengguan, chengguan is coming......"

At this moment, next to the roadside, the stall owner of the most marginal stall suddenly shouted,

Immediately after, next to the bus stop, the vendors selling breakfast snacks hurriedly packed up.

“...... Here, it's four dollars in total, you can just sweep here......"

The middle-aged woman quickly handed the tortilla to the customer, and looked into the distance.

At a bend in the distance, two people in uniform walked towards this direction,

Turning around, the middle-aged woman skillfully turned off the pots on the car, and retracted a small gas canister from the ground to the car.

Then you have to pack up and leave quickly,

"No need to run, it's not chengguan. ”

After taking a bite of the fritters and not turning his head, Lian Ge said in a calm tone and said something out loud.

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she couldn't help but pause,

At this time, several vendors on the side of the bus stop had already run clean.

The middle-aged woman raised her head and ran towards the side of the road in the distance, which was speeding up more and more, and the two uniformed people looked carefully,

It seemed that something was different, and the middle-aged woman stopped her movements again and got out of the car again.

"Young man, you have such a good eye, you can see it from so far away. ”

When Lian Ge heard this, he didn't answer, but just smiled slightly,

And the two people in uniform have also run in at this moment.

“...... What the hell are you running......"

“...... I told you not to come out in a police uniform, but you didn't listen...... Eat now, eat a fart, you eat. ”

“...... You think I'm happy, I've been wearing it for almost a week, and I'm getting sour...... Isn't it time to go back and change......"

As he spoke, panting, the two policemen slowed down,

“...... Eh, there's one more ...... left."

“...... Boss, here for ten tortillas...... Forget it, let's have twenty, and then twenty fritters, ten times the soy milk......"

“...... Okay......"

Listening to the voice of the words beside him, Lian Ge looked at the front and back of the stall again, and didn't say anything more.

Eating fried dough sticks, turning around, Lian Ge walked towards the bus stop sign,

“...... Eh, when did the traffic light at that intersection break? ”

A pedestrian who walked by, raised his head, looked at the traffic light at the intersection, and couldn't help but say something out loud.

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