Chapter 2 Seafood Noodles

It's rare to come to the island, and you should have had a good meal of seafood, but the rare and exotic meal at noon was tasteless.

Mao Mao and I are like two dogs that have been wandering for a long time, lingering among the roadside seafood stalls. The ice cubes were filled with shrimp and sea fish, and we were salivating at the sight. Mao Mao and I couldn't make up our minds for a long time, so we finally ordered a big bowl of seafood noodles and a big pot of fried rice cakes with hairy crab.

As soon as the seafood noodles were served, Mao Mao and I coincidentally held chopsticks in our left hand and spoon in our right hand, and we didn't care about taking pictures with our mobile phones at all. I saw that the big sea bowl was covered with toppings, the soup color was clear yellow and clear, and I knew that it was a soup with yellow croaker hanging when I tasted it, the color was yellow and the taste was fresh, and a bite was not enjoyable. The flesh of shellfish such as clams, clams, and razor clams is smooth and delicious, and it is not the meat that can be eaten in the city. Mao Mao and I were jostling to eat the noodles, and before we were halfway there, the Mao Crab Fried Rice Cake was also served.

Lifting the shy and reddened crab shell, the crab roe was exposed to the air, as if the red dust woman holding a flower handkerchief swaggered to us, the crab roe squeaked, as if shouting in the soft language of Wu Township: Guest officer, come ~ come ~ come ~ come. Hidden under the crab meat is a crispy fried rice cake, which is full of crab juice at the moment, fresh and fragrant, which makes people want to stop.

Mao Mao and I ate to my heart's content, and when we talked about the fun things in college, our laughter was even more hearty.

It was only six o'clock in the evening when I returned to the hotel, and it was already completely dark. Maomao and I fell on our backs on the double bed, like wasted people. Maomao was on the bed and poked my calf with her toes: "I want to drink milk tea." ”

"I want to drink it too. ”

"I want to eat potato chips"

"Are you a pig?"

"I am, you raise me. ”

"Get out. ”

"Don't roll. Mao Mao hugged me like an octopus, "You hit me." ”

I disarmed and surrendered: "Rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses will buy it." ”

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you. Maomao's momentum was full of momentum, and the person was still lying on my stomach, and our two eyes stared at each other, and she pretended to sneeze, and I blinked subconsciously.

"Hahaha, I've won!" Mao Mao cheered.

"Say okay rock-paper-scissors!"

Mao Mao was not afraid of me, she sat cross-legged and straightened, determined to fight me for 300 rounds.

After three rounds, I was willing to gamble and lose, put on my coat and go shopping at the convenience store......

I held the original potato chips, drunkard peanuts, and pickled pepper phoenix feet on the shelves of the small store in my arms, and took two cups of cup noodles, a few cans of beer, and two cups of instant milk tea, and then went to the counter to pay the bill. The proprietress saw that I was a little girl eating so much, and while nagging, she enthusiastically gave me two free plastic bags, which I gladly accepted.

"Ah, it's cold, it's cold. "I swiped the door with the room card, saw Mao Maowo playing with his mobile phone in the quilt, didn't say anything, went to the toilet and picked up the pot of water, boiled the boiling water, waited for the water to boil, brewed the milk tea, mixed it with a straw, and instantly the room was filled with the aroma of creamer of cheap milk tea, which was more appetizing than the delicacies of the mountains and seas at the wedding banquet.

"I love you to death. Mao Mao pounced over to get milk tea, and the two of us turned on the TV and chose the old film "Roman Holiday", and the two of them nested in the quilt, eating potato chips and drinking milk tea, like two independent mice. At this juncture of separation, we found peace on a small island on the sea thousands of miles away from the magic capital, which was very strange.

At the end of the movie, the male and female protagonists said goodbye and returned to their own life tracks, Mao Mao wiped away tears unprecedentedly, and I saw in my eyes, there was no squeak. Next, I changed to a superhero movie, the temperature of the hot air conditioner gradually increased, and the room was warm, Mao Mao and I unpacked the phoenix claws and ate on beer. Just when it was the tense moment when the actor's identity was about to be discovered, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"It's almost half past eleven, how can there be people. I muttered, took the beer and went to open the door, and as expected, Qi Zhijia stood outside the door. She changed into a thick down jacket and wore a pair of sneakers on her feet.

"It's cold outside, come in. My eyes were red, and I quickly pulled her in the door, and Qi Zhijia laughed out loud when she saw that the room was in a mess.

"It's been a long time since we've been together. Qi Zhijia said, took the beer in my hand, and took a sip.

Mao Mao was overwhelmed by alcohol, and when he saw Qi Zhijia being bold, he hugged the quilt and cried. I thought I was the sullen who didn't shed tears until the end, and I didn't think that Mao Mao, who didn't have a city government on the surface, also had such an emotional side. I sat on the bed in silence and handed Mao Mao a tissue.

"Are you hungry?" I asked Qi Zhijia softly.

"Hungry, I haven't eaten much this day. Qi Zhijia said truthfully, "Jiahao accompanied his relatives to drink, and it is estimated that he will have to drink until late at night, and I don't know if his stomach can stand it." ”

"You don't care if your stomach can stand it. I'll see if there's a late-night snack for you. I opened the curtains and saw that the lights of the food stalls in the distance were still on, and despite Qi Zhijia's objections, I put on my coat and hurried downstairs, and waited for twenty minutes before going upstairs with seafood porridge.

Qi Zhijia and Mao Mao didn't know what they were talking about, Mao Mao kept crying, but the person concerned, Qi Zhijia, had been helping Mao Mao wipe her tears.

"Oh, seafood porridge, drink it hot. ”

Qi Zhijia smiled knowingly, "Thank you." ”

Mao Mao wiped his nose shyly, wanting to rub Qi Zhijia's porridge to drink, Qi Zhijia generously opened the plastic bag, saw that there were three plastic spoons inside, and squirted out snot happily.

"For viewing purposes only, not for use. "I scrambled back the fur that wanted to eat and drink.

"I know you're a knife-mouthed tofu heart. "Maomao slammed me in the eyes.

I rolled my eyes at the sky, "Old girl in her twenties, don't pretend to be tender." ”

We looked at each other and laughed.

The three of us have never had anything before, but as if we had experienced it before, sitting on the bed and drinking porridge together, and the TV was still showing superheroes fighting, bang, bang,

I said that at first, there was a very important final exam, and we were still working in the library for three weekends, and it wasn't until one o'clock in the afternoon that Mao Mao cried out that she was hungry, and we stacked the books together and went out to forage for food. There is a rule in the library that you can't occupy a seat for more than an hour. The three of us hurried to find something to eat nearby, and the nearest one was a seller of fish porridge. The three of us were just here, and we were fooled into ordering a six-pound Hualien fish, and when the store was full of fish porridge, we were dumbfounded.

"Did we finish eating?" Qi Zhijia asked curiously.

"I don't remember either. I laughed.

"I remember that porridge and fried chicken were delicious. Mao Mao licked his mouth, completely forgetting the black history of the three of us who couldn't walk, and finally returned to the library, almost two hours later, the three of them went to the administrator to get the book back, sat on the sofa, pillowed their laps and continued to do the question.

Speaking of which, the fish porridge is particularly tender, and the texture of the fish cannot be eaten at all, and the green onion is scalded with hot oil to the aroma, and the green onion is fragrant with the fish, which is simply intoxicating, and the simple ingredients are enough to make us forget to return.

After Qi Zhijia drank most of the porridge, he wanted to get his hands on the chicken feet we ate before, but was stopped by Mao Mao.

"Eh, can you give me a bite. ”

Qi Zhijia was coquettish with a small nasal voice and Mao Mao, Mao Mao's wine did not disappear, and she shook her arms, "You pregnant women don't eat junk food." ”

Qi Zhijia's smile suddenly froze, and she sighed, "Do you think I'm too early. ”

"I don't think there's a difference between early and early, it's just that the individual wants it or not. ”

"This is what I want. Qi Zhijia's eyes flashed with determined strength, "I want to give my baby a happy home - when I was a child, my parents were both dual-income workers, and only my brother and I were at home and took care of each other - I also want to give myself a happy home." ”

"Are you still in graduate school?" asked Maomao cautiously.

"Of course, after reading it, I will try my best to balance family and study, even if it is difficult, it will not stop me. Qi Zhijia swore and promised.

I didn't say much, hugged her gently, I knew that my personal life was warm and cold, as long as I could hold it, there was no need to live in the eyes of others. She rested on my shoulder for a while, took out her phone, checked the time, and said goodbye to me and Maomao. In her eyes, there is nostalgia for her past life, and she also carries the loneliness of the end of her girlhood.

I think that Qi Zhijia's wedding was a ceremony for her to say goodbye to her old life, and it was also a turning point for me to start looking at my life seriously. When she sent me and Mao Mao on the boat the next day, her eyes were no longer tired like a young woman, but like a girl who had just fallen in love, full of expectations for her future life. Yes, the ceremony is over, the proclamation is over, and what awaits her is the new life she has longed for for a long time.

Qi Zhijia is the only person in my story who is called by her full name, as if she is the down-to-earth, real person, and we are all ethereal, dustless fictional characters, forever running forward, tireless.