As the days continued, the small restaurant finally returned to its previous appearance, and the guests began to come to the door gradually, especially some familiar faces from the past finally began to appear, which made Zhang Bufan know that his small restaurant was not abandoned by the world.

Look at this word, this stinky shameless ......

"Uncle Tian has eaten well, how is it, is it still that smell?" The apron wiped his hands and came out of the back kitchen to settle the bill, and chatted with people by the way.

"Yes, this capital is so big, and your Sichuan cuisine here is the most authentic. The man who spoke was in his fifties, with a clear face and a beard.

"Hey, you're here, you're a university professor, and you definitely don't eat a lot of big restaurants, maybe it's much better than me. "Zhang Bufan has followed the poor, he has been in the capital for so many years, and he has not learned other habits in the capital, but this poverty has gained a bit of essence.

"You put away this smug smile, otherwise you won't be able to play that modest taste. The diner surnamed Tian nodded Zhang Bufan with his hand, accepted the change he was looking for, and waved his hand, "Let's go, there is still my class in the afternoon." ”

When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head, "Hey, are you interested in listening to my lecture?"

The person left, leaving Zhang Bufan a little confused.

The diners who come to him, even if they are regulars, are not so deep in conversation with everyone, they are mostly gossiping and chatting about family life, just like this "Uncle Tian", who is one of the earliest regulars of his small restaurant, but in fact, the two don't talk much.

Zhang Bufan didn't even know what people were called, he knew that his surname was Tian, so he called Uncle Tian, he usually came here to eat at noon, it seemed to be quite in a hurry, and he left after eating, plus he had lunch at noon, Zhang Bufan himself was also busy, so the number of chats was very small, from this few chats, Zhang Bufan knew that he was teaching at the university, and he seemed to be a "doctoral supervisor" or something, and then ...... Nope.

This bar is also interesting, just a few chats, and I don't talk about any homely things, but I like to drag Zhang Bufan to talk about drama.

What kind of drama? It's just a 21-inch small color TV broadcast in the central six sets.

When Uncle Tian comes here to eat, he likes to watch TV twice, and he also watches the central six sets, so every time he chats with Zhang Bufan, he chats with Zhang Bufan about what the six sets broadcast.

The things we talked about were very scattered.

Today, I asked, "Hey, you look at the heroine, how beautiful are you? You're still so virtuous, do you want to marry her as a daughter-in-law?"

Ming'er asked, "Hey grandson, this bandit is very good, Xiao Zhang, look at him like that, do you want to go up and slap the girl twice? Yes, this means that people have played this bandit at home." ”

Later......

Just have an occasional chat with a match, and there is really no further relationship, so today he suddenly came to such a sentence, which made Zhang Bufan feel particularly frightened.

Uncle, don't make a fuss, I'm going to your place to listen to the class? I'm seeing that Ben San is a person, and I'm going to go to the university to take classes, not to mention, I don't even know what you're teaching.

After being confused, he smiled indifferently.

You, that's all I said, and of course I just listened to it, and I forgot about it after ten minutes.

No, it hasn't even been ten minutes, and the stool hasn't been heated yet, and the other side has already shouted, "Zhang'er, let's have a piece of Kung Pao Chicken, and then let's play with rice!"

"Okay, uncle, you wait, I'll do it for you!"

When I got busy, I forgot everything.

..................

The days returned to normal, but it didn't last long, not because someone else had something to do with him, but because it was ...... It's almost the Spring Festival.

But isn't it, when the filming of "Bullfighting" started, it was almost winter, and when Zhang Bufan left the crew, it was almost the end of December, and it was New Year's Day within two days of coming back.

This year's New Year is early, after New Year's Day, and there is less than a month before the Spring Festival.

Zhang Bufan's Spring Festival is different from the vast majority of Chinese people, isn't it, there is only one person left in the family, and he has nothing to do with going back to his hometown, reunion or the like, but he is still looking forward to the Spring Festival, because ah, you can set off fireworks to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Speaking of this, it's interesting, the capital in 93 years had issued the "Regulations on the Prohibition of Fireworks", this regulation has lasted for more than ten years, and it was only repealed in 06 years.

Although it was banned again, and the forbidden area went from the second ring road all the way out, it was very fast to the seven, eighty and ninety rings, but in the past few years when the ban was just abolished, it was not forbidden.

Zhang Bufan likes to set off fireworks, like this since he was a child, especially when his father and mother went to Beijing to work hard, only a stern and almost perverted grandfather took it, after that, Zhang Bufan preferred to set off fireworks, and put them himself, the sound of firecrackers around him, and the bursts of fireworks in the sky, so that Zhang Bufan felt the warmth and liveliness that he had not seen for a long time......

And with the death of only three relatives overnight, Zhang Bufan prefers to set off fireworks during the New Year, which seems to have become the only time when he can feel the "taste of home".

Twenty-four, sweep the house, twenty-five, fill the grain, twenty-six, stew the pot meat, twenty-seven, slaughter the rooster, twenty-eight, put the noodles in the hair, twenty-nine, pour the post, and spend the night at thirty!

I don't know how many years this has been passed on, and to this day, there are many families who still live the New Year according to the old tradition of this smooth talk.

Of course, Zhang Bufan did not follow these old customs, but the small restaurant was strictly in accordance with this time of the holiday, on the twenty-fourth day of the year, the small restaurant closed again, and posted a note of "closed during the New Year, the opening date is undecided", Zhang Bufan officially entered the state of the New Year.

Sitting in the empty lobby, Zhang Bufan looked at the mobile phone, although it has been almost 10 years, and smart phones have begun to enter the market, but now Zhang Bufan is not a smart phone, Nokia N73, a machine that was launched in 06, and it is also one of Nokia's classic models.

Holding such a mobile phone, of course, he was not playing games or watching videos, and there was no such thing at that time, Zhang Bufan was flipping through the address book.

Although he is on vacation, the entire capital has not entered a state of holiday at all, and people are still busy, rushing around for a living, so ...... He's lonely.

This loneliness, I wanted to be lively, so I began to flip through the address book, but I didn't know if I didn't flip it, and I found that except for Guan Hu, Huang Bo, Gao Hu, and Wang Chuanjun, I really didn't have many friends.

Over the years I have been in the capital, my daily life has mainly revolved around this small restaurant, although the nature is different from those "dead fat houses", but only in terms of results, there seems to be no difference.

sighed, boasted and threw the phone on the table, and actually smashed it for a while, buzzing.

Zhang Bufan was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, the call came, and the mobile phone was talking to Na Zhen......

I hurriedly picked it up, but I didn't see the caller ID.

"Hey, hello. ”

"Hey, where are you? Where are you in the restaurant? I'll be looking for you in a moment!"

On the phone, a cheerful voice came out.