The first snow fell in Shengjing, and it was sunny for a sunny day, and the next day the cold wind hit again, and it was another heavy snow in the evening.

It's warm like spring inside, and the season of heavy snow outside is coming.

There is a big difference between a snowy day and a rainy day.

A rainy day washes everything away, while a snowy day just covers it all, soaks it all in the soil, and waits for the spring breeze to blow and grow more wantonly.

A few days later, the winter solstice has arrived.

In the north, there is a proverb that says: If you don't serve dumpling bowls on the winter solstice, no one cares if you freeze your ears.

In order to prevent the children's ears from being frozen by the cold wind and snow, Xiang Xiaoyuan bought dumpling skin and meat the day before, and made dumplings at home at noon.

The two children stood on the stool and made dumplings around the edge of the table with Xiang Xiaoyuan. Although the bag is crooked and strange, the children have a lot of fun and laugh and laugh. If it weren't for the raw minced meat, Li Doudou's children almost couldn't help but eat two bites first.

Li Chao came out of the kitchen, looked at it for a while, and said, "Let's make a dumpling full of sugar, and whoever eats it will have good luck next year." ”

When Dou Dou heard this, he immediately said loudly that one package was not enough, and that he should pack a hundred, so that everyone in the family would have good luck, including dogs, cats, and chameleons.

Li Chao ignored her, took matters into his own hands, skillfully wrapped a dumpling full of sugar, and placed it among the dumplings.

Dou Dou stared closely at his movements, unblinking, until he placed the dumpling, which represented good luck, on the plate.

"Ho ho ho ~~~"

Seeing his father come over, Dou Dou hurriedly turned his head, pretending not to see anything, and as soon as he left, he immediately stared at the sugar dumpling again, reached out and took it, carefully put it on his plate, and put it together with the seven dumplings she had wrapped.

"Mom, my sister took the sugar dumplings away. The teacher reported. She also wanted to take it, but Dou Dou took the lead and was one step slower.

"No! no!!" Dou Dou waved his hand to deny, saying that the dumpling was there, and pointed it out to Xiang Xiaoyuan.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was not fooled, and at a glance, he found the sugar dumpling on Dou Dou's plate. It's so easy to identify, there are a total of 8 dumplings on the plate of the little rabbit sister, except for the normal one that came over, the other 7 are all strange-shaped, meaty, and each of them is wrapped in a lot of meat, like a big belly.

Xiang Xiaoyuan took the little sister to finish wrapping the dumplings, arranged tasks for the teacher, and called his brother to come home for dinner.

Li Xiang went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet. I said I would go home for dinner at noon.

Shi Shi received the task and ran excitedly to carry it out, but Dou Dou took the lead and grabbed the phone first, saying that she was coming to call the elephant.

The teacher disagreed, and the two quarreled.

The two dogs followed at their feet, barking at each other and saying cruel words to each other.

The train from the south to Shengjing stopped at a platform, and people who were steaming in the heat got out of the carriages one after another, braved the cold wind, and hurried into the underground passage.

A middle-aged man of medium stature, carrying a shabby denim travel bag and wearing an old black down jacket, huddled in the crowd and was unremarkable.

After leaving the station, I came to the bus platform, got on the 312 bus, and sat alone in the back row, looking at the empty carriage and being silent. More than an hour later, when the bus arrived, he got off the bus, walked for more than ten minutes, bought incense candles, paper money and fruits in the funeral shop on the side of the road, walked for less than five minutes, came to a cemetery, made a registration, walked up the mountain, and quickly found his master's tombstone with a clear memory not long ago.

This is the middle-aged man who sang the lotus fall, and he left Shengjing not long ago to go to the south, but because the winter solstice has arrived, according to the customs of the south, he has to worship his ancestors on this day.

He put down the travel bag that looked quite heavy, rolled up his sleeves, first cleaned up the faded fake flowers and fruits in front of the tombstone, and then put the fruits he bought, lit incense candles, burned paper money, and in the firelight, the rough palm gently rubbed the tombstone, and wiped the somewhat dirty remains on the tombstone.

After all the paper money was burned, he made sure again and again, and squatted in front of the tombstone in the cold wind for a long time before he staggered away.

Snow was falling in the sky again, and the lead-gray clouds were sinking heavily in mid-air, blocking out the sunlight in the sky, and casting gloom on the city, which made people's hearts heavy.

The middle-aged man who sang the lotus flower fell got on the subway, and at about two o'clock in the afternoon, he came to the "Yiyuan Qingcai" restaurant, and circled around twice outside before finally deciding to go in.

At this time, the business in the store had passed its peak, and only a few tables were occupied.

He sat down near the door. It's not a good position, and no one usually wants to sit on it, but he is very willing.

In the past, when he and his master came to eat here, they sat in this position, so as not to affect the normal business of the store to the greatest extent.

People like them who beg for a living are used to staying in such corners.

"A bowl of egg noodles with green onions. He said to the waiter.

"Okay. After the waiter finished speaking, he stood still and did not leave.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and the middle-aged man said apologetically, "Don't want anything else, thank you." ”

"Ahh

"Wait a minute, please. The middle-aged man greeted.

The waiter came back and thought to himself that this was embarrassing, so he ordered something else?

However, contrary to what she expected, the middle-aged man in shabby clothes in front of her asked, "Is your boss here?"

Li Chao was not there.

The people of Xiao Li's family eat dumplings at home at noon and will not come to the restaurant.

After receiving the reply, the middle-aged man was slightly disappointed and said to the waiter that there was nothing else.

The scallion-flavored egg noodles were quickly served, and a familiar fragrance wafted to the tip of his nose, making his stomach, which had not eaten a grain of rice since the morning, gurgling, and unbearable hunger came from all directions, and the bowl of noodles in front of him was a delicacy in the world.

An omelette is spread out on the noodles, sprinkled with green green onions, handmade noodles neatly arranged in bowls, and a light light oil can be seen in the soup.

He subconsciously pushed the bowl of noodles forward and pushed it to the seat opposite.

"Master, you ......"

Halfway through the words, the other half was swallowed.

The seat on the opposite side was empty, and there was no old man who remembered it.

In the past twenty years, they have eaten this kind of scallion egg noodles in various restaurants.

Although the name of this dish is the same, the method varies from person to person, and almost every restaurant will not be exactly the same, and people like them who have eaten it countless times can tell the difference after eating two bites, and they don't even need to move their mouths, just by the "color and fragrance" to detect the difference.

After eating so many restaurants, Li Chao's scallion-flavored egg noodles were the ones he and his master ate the most. It's not that Li Chao makes the best noodles, but that the atmosphere in his shop is the best, and his attitude towards him and his master is also very good.

A bowl of noodles, one person.

The face is still there, but the person is gone.

The rough palm moved the hot scallion egg noodles back, picked up the chopsticks, paused on the table, turned the noodles, and a wave of heat rose again, he sighed imperceptibly, and ate it in a big gulp.

Outside the house, the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and they had become the size of goose feathers.

It's snowing again.

After the noodles were finished, he sat in his seat for a long time and called the waiter to settle the bill.

"Wait a minute, please. After settling the bill, he called out to the waiter who was leaving, picked up a paper bag that was placed on the table after entering the store, and handed it to the waiter: "Can you give this to your boss." ”

The waiter asked, "What is this?"

She wasn't too surprised. Because of Li Xiang, many of the customers who come to eat in the "Yiyuan Qingcai" store are his fans or fans of Master Dou Dou, and they often leave gifts for idols and children after eating.

The middle-aged man took out two golden candy figures from the paper bag, one was an ingots lantern, and the other was a harmony and two immortals.

"What is this?" asked the waiter, confused. Giving them two sugar men? Are you sure you're not mistaken? This is the first time she's seen this kind of gift.

The middle-aged man said, "It's two sugar people, I bought them on the way here and gave them to your boss's twin daughters, one is called Dou Dou and the other is called Shishi." ”

He saw the waiter's embarrassed face, and said: "I know your boss, I came from Zhejiang today, I came in a hurry, I didn't contact him, I thought he would be in the store when I ate." Now I'm leaving, going back to the south, and I don't have time to wait for him. This candy man is a gift from me, a small gift, for a child, you just pass it on to your boss. ”

Seeing his sincerity, the waiter nodded in agreement and accepted the paper bag.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of a matter on his mind.

Now, the noodles have been eaten, and the things have been handed over, so there is no excuse to stay here.

He got up with a heavy heart, picked up his travel bag, put on a cotton hat and cotton gloves, stared at the table where he was sitting, and with tears in his eyes, he finally had to step away.

The cold wind outside the house was whistling, blowing away the heat on the body, and people couldn't help but shiver several times in a row.

However, the middle-aged man did not perceive the coldness in the slightest, and his eyes were filled with tears from the moment he went out, and tears swirled down the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

There were few pedestrians in the heavy snow, and he was the only one in front and behind, and the howling wind could drown out the sound, so he finally let out a loud cry and strode away.