The next day, early in the morning.

With the alarm sound of "jingle bells", a new day begins.

Today is the first day of school, and yesterday when I registered, there was a wall sticking the next day's enrollment time, 8 o'clock in the morning.

She got up first and picked up the comb, and while combing her hair, she went to the bedroom next to her, and called Zhao Qingfeng to get up.

"Hurry up, let's go to the morning market for dinner today."

"Hmm, okay."

After a quick wash, Zhao Qingyu took yesterday's registration slip and asked Zhao Qingfeng to put his own, and then the two of them picked up their schoolbags and went out.

On the way, Zhao Qingfeng was full of interest: "Sister, your school and the morning market are obviously in two directions, why do you want to go there for breakfast." ”

"I want to eat the fat intestine noodles there."

"Fat sausage noodles?!"

"That's right."

"Sister, hehe, you're so nice."

Zhao Qingyu smiled silently, when he was a child, he was out too early, even if he ate a bowl of somen noodles, he was very happy and luxurious, usually eating a big bun for five cents or a hard-baked sugar cake.

And the breakfast shops in the town almost all sell buns and cakes, and there are very few noodle shops, even if they are near the town's high school, it was only when they were in the second and third years of high school that someone opened a small noodle restaurant.

The two went to a very old noodle restaurant in the morning market and ordered a fat intestine noodle and a somen noodle.

"Sister, why don't you eat meat?"

"You just eat, what are you talking about."

Zhao Qingyu pulled his younger brother to find an empty table outside and sat down, the proprietress shouted loudly whether it was spicy or not, and she hurriedly responded: "Just put a little, don't put too much." ”

"Okay."

After sitting down, there are two raw garlic cloves on the table, which are for some customers who like to eat garlic.

Zhao Qingyu doesn't like to eat this, but she saw that there were many older uncles and uncles who would peel one or two petals and put them in the noodles to eat directly.

When the noodles came up, the noodles were half noodles and half soup in a large sea bowl, and some sesame seeds and chopped green onions were sprinkled on the noodles, and there were scattered red oil floating on them.

"Sister, give you some." Zhao Qingfeng sandwiched half of the fat intestines in his bowl and put them in Zhao Qingyu's bowl.

Zhao Qingyu hurriedly put it back for him, picked up the vinegar next to him and poured some into the bowls of the two of them, and then picked up the chopsticks and feasted on it.

On the old clock hanging in the shop, the time showed 6:50.

Hu Yujing was a little anxious, she had other things to do later.

The noodles were hot, the soup was hot, and she was careful to eat while blowing. The weather was hot again, and after only a few bites, she was sweating profusely, and then looked up at her brother, who was even more exaggerated than her, her whole face was red, and the beads of sweat on the tip of her nose were crystal clear in the sun, which looked a little funny.

She took out a small piece of toilet paper from her bag, which she brought from home, and the paper towels at home were all very large, and she cut some with scissors and carried it on her body for her daily use.

Sensing Zhao Qingyu's gaze, Zhao Qingfeng raised his head and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, you eat quickly, go to school after eating, it's almost seven o'clock." Zhao Qingyu wiped the sweat on the tip of his nose and forehead, and took out some paper for him to bring and use at school.

"Sister, I don't want it, which man brings this." Zhao Qingfeng didn't know where to learn the strange thoughts, and he refused without thinking about it.

Zhao Qingyu stuffed the paper into his schoolbag without saying anything, "Bring it, and I didn't let you hang it on your face, who knows if you wear it or not, in case you can use it." ”

Then she ate the rest of the noodles in a few bites, got up and went to check out: "Boss, how much?" ”

"A bowl of fat intestines and a bowl of vegetarian noodles, a total of three pieces of five." The proprietress was black and red from the heat, and she was busy talking to Zhao Qingyu with a smile.

"Boss, your noodles taste so good, smooth and delicious, very elastic, where did you buy them, I also want to buy some and go back to cook some by myself in the evening." Zhao Qingyu showed a big smile while taking out the money, and praised the proprietress with a smile.

The proprietress took the five yuan handed over by Zhao Qingyu, turned around to look for the money, "We bought it at the old Liu's noodle stall not far in front, come, find you a piece of five." ”

"Okay, thank you then." Zhao Qingyu took the money, turned around and walked to Zhao Qingfeng's side, told him that he had already paid, asked him to eat quickly and go to school, and stuffed him with five cents of pocket money by the way.

After saying goodbye to his younger brother, Zhao Qingyu looked in the direction pointed by the proprietress. It's just that there are too many people in the morning market, when she and Zhao Qingfeng came before, most of them were vegetable farmers selling vegetables, but now, in addition to hawker stalls, there are also many people selling vegetables, which is not wide on the road, and it is even more impassable.

Zhao Qingyu hung her schoolbag in front of her and moved forward a little, she didn't wear a lot of money on her, and the money left by her parents let her put it in the wardrobe at home. But in crowded places, she still used to put her bag where she could see it.

She walked carefully, while looking up from time to time left and right, to see where there is a shop called Lao Liu's noodle stall, in fact, this road has been walking all the way, and it will also come to her door, but because there are many people in the market, there are often some garbage and dirty water on the ground, so she especially does not like to walk from here.

In her previous life, except for the Chinese New Year, she would come here with her parents to buy New Year's goods, and she hardly took this road at other times. But she knew that at least in some of the places she frequented, there were no noodle stalls.

Finally, she found a noodle stall outside a row of old houses that she didn't know were decades old, but there were no words about Lao Liu's family hanging on the stall.

The noodle stall is estimated to be less than five square meters from the outside, and inside is an old-fashioned dough sheeter, with rows of bamboo pole racks on the walls, and various thick and thin round flat noodles hanging on the shelves.

In addition to noodles, there are also some flour leaves, dumpling wrappers, wonton wrappers, and other semi-finished flour products.

Zhao Qingyu walked over, wiped the sweat on his head, and before he could speak, an uncle next to him threw an old one-dollar bill into a basket containing noodles, and shouted in a rough voice: "Lao Liu, weigh me two catties of wet noodles, and ask for a wide drop." ”

"Oh, okay."

Zhao Qingyu looked up at the boss who was skillfully grabbing noodles, a thin old man in his fifties, with dark skin and honest appearance, judging from the uncle's title, this person was the old Liu that the noodle shop proprietress said.

Lao Liu used the old-fashioned wooden pole scale to weigh noodles for his uncle, and asked Zhao Qingyu, "Girl, what do you want?" ”

Zhao Qingyu pointed to the noodles and said, "I want this." ”

"Eh, two catties and one tael, count you two catties." Lao Liu took the old-fashioned long rod and pulled it carefully, pulled a handful of noodles and stuffed them, put them in a bag and handed them to the uncle.

The uncle said "thank you", then happily took the noodles and put them in the bicycle basket and pushed the cart away.

"How many pounds?"

Lao Liu picked up the bag and looked at the handsome little girl in front of him.