Chapter 138: Soy Milk Fritters

The next day, Chen Xiaojian got up early in the morning, just like when he usually went to school. Now this can be regarded as Chen Xiaojian's biological clock, and there is no need for even an alarm clock.

Although it was winter vacation today, and it was the first day of winter vacation, Chen Xiaojian still got up very early.

Everything was so natural, it was just a normal school morning. If it was Chen Xiaojian in the past, he couldn't imagine that he would get up so early in the middle of winter, or rest.

Think about how I used to go to college and work, and when I got up in winter, I had to turn on the air conditioner one or two hours in advance to warm up the room before getting up and leaving the warm bed.

Chen Xiaojian washed up, his father hadn't gotten up yet, but his mother had already gotten up. My mother was making breakfast in the kitchen, and when I turned my head, I saw Chen Xiaojian who was about to go out with a cart, and my mother was a little surprised.

Mom said, "Xiao Jian, isn't it a holiday today?" Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Chen Xiaojian said: "Well, it's winter vacation. But I seemed to get used to it, and I couldn't sleep, so I got up. ”

My mother said, "So where are you going this morning?"

Chen Xiaojian said: "When I go to school, there are classmates waiting for me. Saying that, Chen Xiaojian had already pushed the cart to the door.

The old mother walked to the door with a spoon and said, "It's better to go back after breakfast, it's almost ready." ”

Chen Xiaojian stepped into the car, waved to his mother, and said, "Don't eat, go to the street to eat today." I want to eat fritters today, but I haven't eaten them in a long time. ”

Mom said, "Oh, okay. Slow down on the road. ”

Chen Xiaojian said "um" and stepped on the car and left. Mom muttered something and walked back to the kitchen.

Chen Xiaojian was originally going to go directly to school, but just told his mother to go to the street for breakfast, although he lied to her at first. But after thinking about it, I involuntarily changed directions and rode down the street.

Chen Xiaojian was really hooked out of the gluttonous worms in his stomach by the soy milk fritters he said. Chen Xiaojian rode very fast, and it was still the morning market, because the students had already gone on winter vacation, so there was no one on the street at this time.

On a normal day, you can see a lot of breakfast carts around students on the street. It's a lot less now.

However, there are still a few of them, although most of them are student money, but there are still a lot of neighborhood money.

Chen Xiaojian was very familiar with two small roads to the mouth of an alley, where a breakfast car was parked, and an old couple was skillfully cooperating. One fried fritters, one boiled soy milk, and there were already many people around the dining car.

Chen Xiaojian doesn't know how many years they have been working here, but in Chen Xiaojian's memory, when he was in elementary school, Chen Xiaojian ate their soy milk fritters here.

Crispy fritters and sweet soy milk, this is the delicacy that Chen Xiaojian has always remembered. Although the so-called healthy fritters and alum-free fritters became more popular later, Chen Xiaojian's best memories of fritters are still preserved here.

When Chen Xiaojian first ate the so-called fritters in Kaifeng Cai, Chen Xiaojian just wanted to say that it was just fried gnocchi, and it was 108,000 miles away from the fritters.

Chen Xiaojian leaned the car against the wall, and then came to the side of the dining car to line up. On such a cold day, at such an early hour, and in such a remote place, there are so many people around, which proves how punctual the breakfast is.

Chen Xiaojian waited for a long time, and it was his turn. Chen Xiaojian asked for seventeen servings, each serving of a cup of soy milk and a fritters.

In addition to eating by himself, Chen Xiaojian had to bring some to Song Yingjie and them, but there was no way. You must know that today is already winter vacation, which means that the canteen has also been closed.

So Song Yingjie and they stayed for the night, but there was definitely no breakfast this morning. Although the campus store may be open, you expect the boss to open so early?

Although seventeen copies are not a lot, Chen Xiaojian still waited for a while. After all, soy milk needs to be served cup by cup, and fried dough sticks can only be fried with a few sticks.

After wrapping up, Chen Xiaojian paid the money and hung breakfast on the faucet, striding towards the school.

After riding for a while, Chen Xiaojian found that he was forced to be hard, and he didn't have this feeling before because Chen Xiaojian had never bought so much.

You must know that Chen Xiaojian's bicycle is a mountain bike, and there is no front basket, so he can only hang breakfast on the faucet handlebar.

And it's not one or two, but seventeen breakfasts, so when you hang up the handlebars and ride up, the breakfast is thrown one by one, which is very inconvenient.

Chen Xiaojian rode for a while, but had no choice but to carry the breakfast bag in his hand next, and it was more comfortable to hold the handlebar with one hand.

But in this way, Chen Xiaojian was not happy, Chen Xiaojian took a lot of effort to ride to school, and when he arrived at the playground, Chen Xiaojian poured the car on the ground and then lay on the ground.

Although it can't be said that I am completely tired and paralyzed, it is really tiring to carry a dozen breakfasts in one hand. Chen Xiaojian felt that his arm was so sore that he was unconscious.

Before Chen Xiaojian arrived at the school, Song Yingjie and all of them were already running, and they didn't notice Chen Xiaojian coming at first, but today the campus was really empty, and Chen Xiaojian's movements were a little bigger, so Song Yingjie and the others were attracted at once.

Song Yingjie and the others saw Chen Xiaojian lying on the ground from a distance, with a bicycle lying upside down, and thought that Chen Xiaojian had fallen. You should know that other seasons may be slightly better, if it is winter when the body is not active and then falls, it can be big or small.

So Song Yingjie and the others didn't care about training and running, so they ran directly to Chen Xiaojian's side.

Chen Xiaojian lay on the ground and gasped for a few breaths, then sat up and shook his right arm vigorously. After resting for a while, Chen Xiaojian felt much more comfortable.

Chen Xiaojian heard a chaotic footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that Song Yingjie and the others had already run behind him. Chen Xiaojian couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Song Yingjie saw Chen Xiaojian shaking his arm when they ran over, and thought that Chen Xiaojian had broken his arm by falling. I didn't care about Chen Xiaojian's question at the moment, and hurriedly stopped Chen Xiaojian.

Song Yingjie said: "Don't move, don't move. Don't get hurt again. As he spoke, he held Chen Xiaojian's arm with his hand, and then said to Bian Yuanya: "Why are you still stunned? Call 120." ”

Bian Yuanya and the others hurriedly flipped through their mobile phones and prepared to make a call, Chen Xiaojian looked at it and said, "Why are you still calling 120?"

Song Yingjie said: "Did you fall your arm? It's okay, I'll go to the hospital to check it out later to see what the situation is." It shouldn't be serious to look at you like this. ”

Chen Xiaojian looked at them with a confused expression, feeling three black lines on his head, and a crow flying over his head.