The sound is a little distant at first, but as you get closer, you notice that there seems to be a hint of fog around you. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a late autumn night, and even though you're in Jiangnan, the weather is still dry, and the fog is a little subtle.

"Hey, Boss, here."

Following Zong Wangyue's voice, on the street not far away, an old woman rode a car converted from a tricycle, and came slowly.

There were still a few pedestrians on the street, but everyone seemed to be oblivious to the appearance of the old woman.

Originally, you thought that others couldn't see her, but at this time, a middle-aged man came out of the shop next to him, and the middle-aged man smiled and beckoned to the old woman, and walked over.

"Let's go too."

You walked up first, and at the same time heard the conversation between the middle-aged man and the old woman: "Grandma, bring me a bowl of vermicelli." ”

"Okay, what do you want to add?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Let's go as usual." ”

When you approached with Zong Wangyue and Wei Shuxian, you found that this old woman was the same person you saw that night.

"Old woman, bring me a bowl of dumplings."

The old woman who was putting the fans in the iron pot looked up at you, and her smile was still as kind as before: "It's you, young man." ”

"Well, after eating the dumplings you cooked that day, the aftertaste is endless, so I'm here to buy your dumplings again."

Before the old woman could speak, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Yes, Grandma has been selling on this street for decades, and the taste has not changed." ”

"After selling for decades, that grandma doesn't change from a big girl to a ......"

Wei Shuxian kicked Zong Wangyue and glared at him fiercely, and Zong Wangyue realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly fooled him with a smirk.

After the old woman packed the middle-aged man, she turned to Zong Wangyue and Wei Shuxian and smiled, "What do you two want to eat?" ”

"What do you sell here?"

Wei Shuxian asked.

"Dumplings, ravioli, and vermicelli."

"Bring me a bowl of dumplings."

"I want ravioli."

"Okay, wait a minute." The old woman's movements seem to be slow, but her every movement is very precise, and she never has to count the dumplings and wontons in her hands, and there are fourteen in one grab.

Soon your dumplings are out of the pot, and unlike last time, this time you didn't hesitate to spoon it.

Of course, this is not because the middle-aged man just now is okay to eat fans, but you feel that you have always had a clear conscience no matter what you do for others since you were a child.

As the saying goes, "don't do anything bad for others, and don't be shocked when you knock on the door in the middle of the night", you ask yourself to be a frank person, and you don't need to worry about anything else.

Put the dumplings in your mouth, and after you bite into them, an evocative flavor naturally fills the entire mouth.

Well!

Delicious!

Very tasty!

At this moment, you only feel that the dumplings in your mouth are the best food you have ever eaten in your life!

Moreover, unlike the last time, this time you can't eat the dumplings, but you just feel a mouth full of happiness!

Take another bite of dumplings, and it's still the same!

At this time, the old woman was already giving Wei Shuxian and Zong Wangyue dumplings and wontons, you can eat the whole bowl of dumplings in one bite, and said to the old woman: "Mother-in-law, bring me another bowl." ”

The old woman looked at you with a smile: "Child, everything must be talked about, your stomach is already full, and if you eat another bowl, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it, it's not good to waste." ”

You didn't think it was because you ate too fast just now, but when the old woman said this, you suddenly found that your stomach did feel full, and it was the same feeling of fullness as you ate several large bowls of rice.

You must know that since you opened Sen Luo's eyes, your appetite has increased day by day, and now the amount of food is more than four times that of Wei Shuxian and them.

These fourteen dumplings, how to count them, how to look at them, are just so little, I didn't expect them to make you feel very full.

You nodded at the old woman, and when you saw that there was still ordinary soup and vegetable leaves in the bowl, you simply ate them all, and the soup entered the esophagus from the throat, and then from the esophagus into the stomach, giving you a feeling of warmth in your heart.

"Wow!" Zong Wangyue, who was standing next to you, suddenly shouted, you hurriedly turned your head, only to find that this kid had an expression of discovering a new continent, and his face was full of shock, "It's delicious!" This, this, this, this is definitely the best ravioli I've ever eaten in my life, oh no, the best food! ”

Saying that, Zong Wangyue also gobbled it up as if you had just gobbled it up.

Wei Shuxian smiled, picked up the plastic spoon and put the dumplings in his mouth, and after chewing a few times, your eyes couldn't help but light up, but his expression was not as exaggerated as Zong Wangyue, and when it could be seen, he was also very happy.

Looking at the middle-aged man who has eaten all the fans in the store, you find that the expression on his face is still the same as at the beginning, very bland, just like this old street.

At this moment, you seem to understand something, the things that this old woman sells are related to people's hearts.

A vicious person who eats this kind of dumpling will definitely die!

And ordinary people who are in a peaceful mood, have become accustomed to their own life, and have little expectations for the future, do not feel much after eating, but feel that it is not bad, and can eat a bowl occasionally.

As for you and Zong Wangyue, Xu is because they have found the other half of their lives and are in love, so after eating, they will feel full of happiness.

Wei Shuxian has always been very restrained in his work, and rarely shows his true mood in his heart, so the dumplings he eats are the same as his heart, and there is a hint of sweetness hidden in the plainness.

No wonder the dumplings are made by people's hearts!

Of course, the efficacy of everything sold by the old woman is the same, not limited to dumplings.

You pay and ask the old woman, "Mother-in-law, then, can I buy a bowl of dumplings for one person." ”

The old woman shook her head slightly: "Child, since he wants to eat, let him come by himself." If someone else buys it for you, it tastes different. ”

"So, where are you, mother-in-law?"

"Let it be, hehe......"

As she spoke, the old woman got on the car and left slowly.

"Knock, knock......"

Not long after, a middle-aged aunt's voice came from the front: "Grandma, let's have a bowl of wontons!" ”

"Boss, why don't we wait here tomorrow."

"Hmm." You nodded.

The old street is not far from the school, and the three of you are walking on the colder streets.

"Hey, boss, you said that the old woman added the stuffing to it, it can taste like that!"

Wei Shuxian pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "Although I also think it is delicious, it is not as exaggerated as you said about zongzi, it seems that the key to the food made by this old woman is not the filling, nor the soup, but the human heart." ”

"The glasses are right, the first time I asked her what kind of filling the dumplings were, she said it was people's hearts."

"What?" Zong Wangyue jumped, "Boss, boss, don't scare me." ”

Just as you were about to speak, a dozen people suddenly rushed out of two vans parked on the side of the road and surrounded you!