Probably because she hadn't felt the comfort from the air conditioner for a long time, Su Yangyang sat slumped in the chair, dazed, half-asleep, until her roommate came back and woke her up.

"You're not coming home this week?"

Su Yangyang shuddered, hurriedly sat up, glanced at the time of the mobile phone, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Holy!"

I can sleep for more than 20 minutes like this, and if it is later, it will be the dormitory curfew time. Hurriedly got up, packed his schoolbag haphazardly, and ran all the way downstairs, until he rushed out of the dormitory door, he didn't stop, panting for breath.

After relieving his breath, Su Yangyang looked at his mobile phone and walked slowly to the school gate, sure enough, the time was not early, there were still a few minutes to ten o'clock, and there were few people on the way from the dormitory to the school gate. Passing by the parking lot, I subconsciously looked. Sure enough, as expected, there was no familiar body, and he should have left school.

In the mobile phone message, in the WeChat group of a family of three, my father sent a message and cared about whether he was home.

Su Yangyang smiled, during the holidays, my parents always went to bed very early, and went to bed at about 22 o'clock, unless Su's father had to wait for him at the station on Saturday night to pick him up from school and go home.

"When it's time, rest quickly." Su Yangyang, who was sitting on a chair at the bus stop waiting for the bus, hurriedly replied to the message, plugged in the headphones, and listened to the songs of his favorite band.

It wasn't until his mother sent a falling asleep emoji that Su Yangyang turned off the screen with peace of mind, looking at the cars speeding on the road illuminated by the dim street lights, the shadows that were stretched and shortened, looking at the brilliant lights on the other side under the cover of night, and humming the song in the headphones.

The bus swayed awkwardly towards him, Su Yangyang got on the bus, fortunately there were few people on the bus at this time, it was empty, and he found a place by the window, and he could just sit on his knees, holding his schoolbag on his chest.

The car started, and the lights in the carriage went out, only to be lit by the street lamps that flashed by the side of the road in turn. Su Yangyang put his head on his schoolbag and tilted his head sideways to look at the night outside the window.

Looking at the sleepiness that swept over him again, dragging a long yawn, Su Yangyang sat up and vaguely heard his stomach screaming, it was really a hungry and sleepy night. With his eyes open, he stared at the chair in the front row, thinking about what to eat for a while.

Instant noodle? No.

Finger cakes? I ate it in the evening.

Grilled cold noodles? That's too little, isn't it?

Sauce duck paw? Inclusion in the plan.

Malatang? Get into the program!

Another cup of milk tea!

When I think of weekdays, my mother always takes care of herself, and when she sees herself drinking milk tea, she will mumble on the side, and she will say anything unhygienic when she sees herself eating spicy tang. While the second elder is not here tonight, he can finally be chic. Su Yangyang's eyes gradually smiled.

After getting out of the car, Su Yangyang walked to the night market familiarly.

Picking a roadside stall, Su Yangyang took a bowl and a stainless steel tong, stood in front of a table of boxes containing vegetables, and turned his wrist. First, use lotus root slices vertically to stick to the wall of the bowl for a circle, then use a few pieces of konjac to spread on the bottom of the bowl, stack the block of duck blood on the konjac layer, insert the dried bean skin vertically into the gap between the duck blood and the lotus root slices, so that the dry bean skin that is higher than the duck blood plane forms a bowl wall, and then wrap the slender wide powder into a mosquito coil shape on the upper layer of duck blood, and then stack the kelp buds, oyster mushrooms, and sliced eggplants on the wide powder, insert the slender small bamboo shoots with the same dried bean skin, and finally cover a small cabbage leaf and press it with a clip.

Su Yangyang nodded with satisfaction and handed the bowl to the little brother, "Pack it and add some vinegar." ”

"The little girl is amazing." The little brother took the bowl, poured the vegetables in the bowl into a bamboo basket with an inverted triangular cone, put the bamboo basket in a soup pot to boil, and pressed it with long chopsticks, "Such a small bowl, you can actually hold so many dishes." ”

Su Yangyang scanned the QR code to pay, and replied with a smile, "I've been eating since I was a child, and I've practiced it." ”

Although my mother doesn't like to eat Malatang now, when I was a child, I almost always went to the roadside with my mother and her friends to eat Malatang at night.

Su Yangyang sat at the small table on the side and waited, looking at the WeChat payment message, and suddenly remembered that the test paper of this cram school was given by himself, no, he had to find a chance to let him pay back! I was bored scrolling through Weibo, and it wasn't until I finished brushing up on Weibo for the week that Malatang was cooked.

"Come on, I've got a big box for you." The little brother put the packaged spicy tang on the table.

"Thank you." Su Yangyang picked up the heavy spicy hot box and walked towards the milk tea shop, the tempting aroma along the way almost swallowed Su Yangyang.