What Shen Du wants to do most now is to rush to his father and hug his only relative in a foreign land.

Shen Du, who thought like this, glanced at Shen Yaojun face to face after crossing the zebra crossing, and then he and his father hugged each other with a tacit understanding.

"Woooooooooo......oo Son, it's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay...... Suck ......"

Shen Du, who was rubbed on his shoulder by Shen Yaojun with a liquid that could be rubbed, suddenly stiffened: "Dad, aren't you?"

Shen Du never thought that he, the child who charged the phone bill, would have such an important position in his father's heart.

Shen Du, who was not accustomed to excessive intimacy between family members, was hugged by Shen Yaojun like a piece of wood, and after he felt a warmth that he had never experienced before, he tried to slowly cover Shen Yaojun's back with his hand that he could still move.

The hands first tentatively touched, then carefully placed on them, and then the force became stronger and stronger, and in the end, it became a return hug with the same strength.

They hugged each other for a long time, and the chaos around them seemed to be not in the same space as them, and it didn't affect them in any way.

"Oh my God, what's going on here?"

"There was just a big car accident...... Hit a ...... of people crossing the street."

"Did you call the police? Where's the ambulance?"

"Yes, call the police!

"What are those two men doing?"

"It should be father and son, his son just now was very lucky to escape...... Passed by the crazy car. ”

"As I stood here and watched the lad's hair blown up by the wind, you can tell me how close he was to death. ”

His father broke down in fright, the kind that cried out loud. ”

"Now that father and son are meeting, the child is probably comforting his father......"

In the messy voices, there are legends about the luck of the two of them, but it doesn't matter, none of this matters.

For Shen Du in the past, a rich and leisurely life is a happy life.

But now, being alive is the happiest.

And now, the feeling of happiness doesn't last long.

Shen Du and Shen Yaojun didn't hug each other for long, but they were interrupted by the sound of a siren coming from the other end of the road.

"The speed of the police is very fast!"

It was only a matter of a few minutes, and the relevant personnel began to gather at the scene of the crime from all directions.

Traffic policemen on motorcycles, police officers who rushed over temporarily before the buttons of their uniforms were buttoned, and ambulances flashing blue warning lights appeared in front of the people around them in no order.

It was only three or two seconds of work, and the personnel of the traffic police brigade wearing fluorescent yellow reflective vests temporarily isolated this crowded intersection with warning lines and forbidden signs.

Anyone who wants to pass through this intersection will be rushed to the aid of one of the traffic police detachments, and they will be directed to another fork in the road with a traffic baton.

The only purpose of this series of treatments is to prevent more traffic and pedestrians from appearing here, and to avoid secondary traffic accidents caused by poor traffic and increased onlookers.

Of course, this is the latest treatment of later people and vehicles.

But for Shen Du, the first person who had experienced the scene, they were invited by the traffic police who maintained order to the side of the traffic police inspection and testing vehicle they rushed over.

Some of the questions about the time of the accident and the passage of the accident also require them to make a simple answer for the inquiring traffic police.

As for the film police who rushed over, they were responsible for evacuating those people who had nothing to do with them.

Shen Du has discovered that the natural attribute of liveliness does not only exist in Beijing, a city with many warm people.

It is said that Shanghai is a city with elitist apathy.

He only looked at the number of onlookers...... That doesn't seem quite right.

"Alright, alright, don't look at it, let's go home!"

"It's time to get off work, have you bought the side dishes, and are you ready to cook at home?"

"If you go back late, will your family say that you, there's no point in standing here!"

Shen Yaojun, who had just explained the situation to the traffic police, felt that the voice of the person behind him who drove the crowd was quite familiar, and he turned his head and met the eyes of the smiling policeman.

"Oh, why are you here? ”

"What? You've been stolen again?"

This word is used well, so that the eyes of the little traffic policeman who had just asked Shen Yaojun's question were full of sympathy.

Shen Yaojun, who said it, hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "No, isn't there a major traffic accident here?"

"My phone wasn't stolen...... It was my son who almost got knocked over......"

Traffic Police: ......

Local Police: ......

Okay, this seems like a second time than a phone being stolen...... Sounds even worse.

Shen Yaojun is autistic, and Shen Yaojun doesn't want to continue talking to you at this time.

It was Shen Du who bowed to the inquiring police and traffic police with a particularly warm and well-behaved smile, and thanked his unreliable father again.

"Thanks to my uncles for their help, I think Shanghai is a very tolerant, friendly and warm city. ”

"Everyone is so welcoming, and I'm so happy to be in this city......

That's weird!

I won't be here for the second time!

If I had passed one of the three universities in Beijing, I would never have come to Shanghai to study.

This...... Before the day arrived, so many thrilling events happened one after another......

Probably this city is at odds with me.

We don't know what Shen Du thinks in his heart, but his deceptive and harmless face made the expressions of the two policemen soften.

They comforted the poor boy and went to the complicated scene on their own.

By now, Shen Du and Shen Yaojun could completely evacuate from this unfortunate intersection, and by the way, they figured out what had just happened before leaving.

"Female driver?"

"What, don't say it's a female driver as soon as you have an accident, okay!"

"It's a male driver!"

"The brakes suddenly failed, and I was still talking on the phone and drunk driving!"

"It's said that I drank this point at noon, and I wanted to rush home to sleep. ”

"Who Cheng wanted to get to the intersection when a phone call came, and when he picked it up with his hand, he looked up again and saw that the lights at the intersection had changed. ”

When he tried to hit the brakes, he found that he couldn't press the brakes. ”

"That's when it's the rampant that turns outside and changes lanes...... So much to do!"

"Iniquity!"

Really, there are zealous masses everywhere.

Shen Du didn't know the inside story from the traffic police, but he was all dealt with by the enthusiastic Shanghai aunts.

After learning that this was not some kind of conspiracy attack.

Shen Yaojun and Shen Du were able to leave this not very wonderful intersection in a down-to-earth manner and go to the hotel where they lived.

It's just two steps to go, and the pace under their feet is pretty fast.

After all, it's like an arrow.

But let's walk, the two of them have the same reaction.

I'm hungry.

Calculating the time, it seems that I haven't eaten much since I went out in the morning.

Now let alone walking back to the hotel, I'm afraid that if I take another step out, my legs and feet will be sore and fall in the long journey.

'Gollum'

"Dad, I'm hungry......"

As soon as Shen Du opened his mouth, he was stopped by Shen Yaojun as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Then he saw his father poke his nose out, sniff it out, sniff it around.

Then, Shen Yaojun's eyes emitted a dazzling blue light, and his fingers went all the way to a small shop on the side, and called Shen Du: "Found it, the fragrance wafted out from here!"

"Based on my 20-year history of cooking, there must be something delicious here!"

After speaking, Shen Yaojun was happy, and dragged Shen Du to this shop.

"Welcome!"

It's a small store.

How crude is it?

The owner of the shop has completely opened the door, half of which is used as a passage for customers to enter and exit, and the other half is the door where he earns his living and the window stove where he sells food.

At the same time as Shen Du and the others entered the store, they saw the huge gas stove used to fry steamed buns through the glass partition.

One is responsible for bringing the wrapped buns into the operation room, while the other is responsible for handling the fried buns.

The big pan that was about to fill the take-out window was covered with a layer of oil.

As these white and fat little buns squeezed into the pan one by one, this huge country began to splash oil splashes outside.

'Sting!'

A puff of hot oil touched the smell of smoke and fire rising in the small shop.

The bottom of the bread, which was still white just now, was golden because of the high temperature.

This is a fried bun shop.

To be exact, it is a chicken fried steamed bun shop.

The very clumsy name of fried steamed buns is completely impossible to find in the territory of the capital.

But in this small alley in Shanghai, the traditional food here still perfectly preserves the ancient name of steamed buns.

In ancient times, steamed buns contained many meanings.

Those with stuffing are called steamed buns, and those without stuffing are also called steamed buns.

At that time, the word steamed bun derived from the later period was not as popular as it is now, and it replaced the position of steamed bread in a unique way.

This made Shen Du, who was in the shop, feel like he had traveled through time and space.

He seemed to see a word called inheritance in this kind of shop.

Don't look at the place where there are only seven or eight tables.

Don't look at the cheap dishes and chopsticks stuck here.

However, the main food sold here has been passed down from time to mankind.

So, be sure to order something.

"A pound of chicken fried steamed buns! Two bowls of mung bean and lily porridge! Four seasons roasted bran, old vinegared spinach...... That's all, it's not enough. ”

After Shen Yaojun ordered the food very skillfully, he found that the shopkeeper was staring at the two of them with a particularly shocked expression.

"How many people are eating here?"

"Both?"

"Oh, are you afraid that you won't be able to finish eating? It's okay, our grandfather has a lot of food...... Hehe, you can just go up. ”

No wonder the boss reacted like this.

The people who come to their shop to eat fried steamed buns are considered to have a large amount of rice if they want to fry two or two of them.

When I heard the guests say this, the accent of the speech is still the kind of Beijing film that is not articulate...... This boss is not surprising.

After he finished Shen Yaojun's business, he drilled into the glass cabinet with ease.

Holding a huge plate, putting on gloves and pinching the tongs, I lifted the lid of a pot of fried steamed buns at the right temperature.

'Boom ......'

A stream of heat rushed through the small air, making the windows of the windows hang in a white mist.

This boss looks like he has been working in this environment for a long time.

He didn't even use his eyes to look at the surrounding environment, just two or three times, and he picked up the steamed buns quite skillfully with a clip.

Three or two, a full thirty fried steamed buns with oil flowers are stacked in the center of the huge plate into a small mountain.

They were brought out by the boss with a particularly steady hand, even if the elastic steamed buns had been trembling and beating during the transportation process, none of them were naughty and rolled out of the plate.

"A pound of steamed buns, you eat slowly. ”

In response, this plate of steamed buns was placed between Shen Du and Shen Yaojun.

The appearance of the white fat steamed bun is particularly cute.

It is said to be steamed bread, but it is completely different from the fist-sized pure noodle steamed bread in the north.

Here I have to say a word about the sophistication of southern cuisine.

Presumably, the size of the appetite of the human race is different.

The further south the city goes, the more streamlined the dishes become.

Take the chicken fried in front of you, for example.

This head is probably smaller than the xiaolongbao that Shen Du and the others are eating.

How big is it?

Picked up one of Shen Du and gestured, ahhhh

It's just that the current raw fried is hot at first glance.

If you want to eat it in your mouth, I'm afraid you have to follow the steps slowly.

Besides, the bottom has been fried golden brown and burnt, and the upper part can still keep the top of the steamed bun white and tender, and it is also stained with fragrant sesame seeds, and the green chives are so even, and the oil light left on the skin is all locked between the tight folds, so that the fried steamed buns with a protective film will not be soaked in the skin by excess oil and water, which not only maintains the taste, but also perfectly sticks all the accessories to one place.

Let the already fragrant and greasy steamed buns have a different taste to neutralize.