The roadside stalls were all set up, and I found one too early, sitting on a plastic bench, crossing Erlang's legs, and motioning for Su Xia to sit opposite, with a folding table in the middle, the surface was oily, probably the fireworks here began to spread in the morning.

"Four bowls of hot dry noodles, four cups of soy milk, hurry up." Xiao Han shouted to the noodle master, scanned the QR code posted on the table, and raised his mobile phone at the master.

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After returning from the airport too early, a gust of wind blew, and Xiao Han shrunk his neck.

"It's so cold every winter, how can you live?"

"How to live......

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