Wang Jiao lightly packed up a few necessary things, left a note on the dining table for a few days and went out, taking out some food from the space at the corner of the stairs.

Wang Fatzi's parents haven't come back yet, and he must still be hungry.

took out a few more pork patties as dry food on the train, and then went to Wang Fatzi's house again.

The two ate the dinner brought by Wang Jiao, and Wang Jiao urged him to go to the train station.

Wang Fatzi saw that it was still early, and he knew that Wang Jiao must be afraid that his parents would prevent them from going to the capital after they came back, so he also left a note at home, and the two went to the train station.

The wind outside was howling, because it was too late for the bus to stop, so the two had to bend their necks and walk over with their arms clenched.

They arrived a little early and there weren't many people at the train station.

I found a seat in the waiting room and sat down, neither of them spoke, and my mood was a little heavy.

For dragging Wang Fatzi to the capital so late, Wang Jiao was also very unhappy.

In order to ease the atmosphere, she took out two still hot pork patties from her satchel and handed one to Wang Fatzi.

Wang Fatzi didn't think much about it when he saw that it was pork patty, and thought that Wang Jiao specially went to the snack street to buy it, "Jiaojiao, you even prepared this?" It was so prescient. ”

Wang Fatzi took the pork patty and gnawed it happily, and the sorrow between his eyebrows dissipated because of his favorite food.

What a simple foodie.

Wang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and made up her mind that the food she had in the future must be tasted enough by Wang Fatzi.

Wang Fatzi took a beautiful bite of the pork patty, and the crispy and refreshing familiar taste immediately spread out on the tip of his tongue.

It's just that in that familiarity, there is a different sense of beauty, shouting on his taste buds, making him want to swallow his tongue.

It was so delicious.

A brilliant chrysanthemum bloomed on the face of the fat man.

It wasn't until most of the bread was missing that he seemed to remember that the taste of this pork patty seemed to be different from that made by Aunt Li on the snack street.

In line with the principle of asking questions if you don't understand, Wang Fatzi immediately turned into a studious baby, "Jiaojiao, the taste of this pork patty is better than that made by Aunt Li, where did you buy it?" ”

The pork patties that Wang Jiao is taking now are not bought in the snack street, but they are produced in the space after she and the little ghost went to the snack street today and collected the pork patties in person.

The plants in the space taste better than the outside, and the taste of the pork patties made with the ingredients in the space is naturally much better than that sold in the snack street.

But Wang Jiao can't talk about the space, even if it's Wang Fat, she can't leak a point.

So, all she could say was, "I made this myself." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Jiao felt that her face was a little panicked.

But fortunately, the lights in the waiting hall in the middle of the night were dim, and Wang Fatzi didn't see her embarrassment at all.

Wang Fatzi has always believed in her words, just like now, when he heard that Wang Jiao still had this cooking skill, not only did he not doubt it in his heart, but he smiled flatteringly and moved his butt to Wang Jiao a little closer.

Gritting his teeth, he smiled with a flat face, "Jiaojiao, you see that we have such a good relationship, you have to remember me when you make pork patties in the future, my requirements are not high, just count me in." ”

After Wang Fatzi finished speaking, he laughed hehehe.

Under the temptation of food, he seems to have suddenly returned to the appearance of a young man who does not know the taste of sorrow.

Wang Jiao originally intended to share the food with him, of course, there was no refusal, so she nodded in agreement to appease the foodie's little heart.

The two were talking and laughing, and were eating happily, but suddenly a person stood in front of them.

Around sixty years old, he is a little obese, and his clothes look like only people with very good conditions.

With a smile on his face, he was looking at the pork patty in Wang Jiao's hand with a smile in his eyes.

"Hello two little dolls, I don't know where you bought that cake in your hand? It smells so good, but it makes my old man hungry to death, can you sell one to my old man to eat? I've never eaten this kind of bread before. ”

After the old man finished speaking, his eyes were even more slippery on the pork patties in the hands of Wang Jiao and Wang Fatzi.

It's like an ignorant child who craves snacks from other children's hands.

Wang Jiao and Wang Fatzi were looked at by him like this, and their faces were also a little embarrassed.

Can you not be embarrassed to be stared at by such an old man for your food?

However, the old man gave them a feeling that was not bad except for greed.

So, Wang Jiao took out a cake from her satchel and handed it over with a smile.

"If the old man likes it, take it and eat it."

The old man took the pork patty and took a bite of it, it was crispy and refreshing in the mouth, and the taste was simply beautiful.

Let him eat all the delicacies from all over the country, and the taste of this small pork patty in front of him still shocked his taste buds.

The beautiful feeling of shouting on the tip of his tongue made him want to swallow his own tongue.

It was so delicious.

The old man was surprised and delighted and slowly chewed the taste of the pork patty, and a bright smile appeared on his face, and a well-maintained old face suddenly looked like a blooming chrysanthemum.

He stretched out his hand to Wang Jiao and gestured to give him a thumbs up, and did not forget to praise the taste of the pork patty so good.

"Little doll, this cake tastes good, my old man is really blessed today."

As he spoke, the old man reached out and picked it up in his pocket, and after a while, he took out a banknote, and when he saw it, it was a five-yuan banknote, and handed it to Wang Jiao without thinking.

It's just a cake, and there are many spaces in it, so Wang Jiao naturally doesn't take it to heart, and she doesn't want to collect money from the elderly.

So he hurriedly refused: "It's just a cake, the old man doesn't have to be polite, I make it myself, I don't need to give money." ”

Seeing that Wang Jiao was serious, the old man couldn't shirk it, so he put away the money, said thank you, and sat on the empty seat next to Wang Jiao.

Although Wang Fatzi felt sorry for the cake sent by Wang Jiao, he couldn't say anything, but he really felt a throbbing pain in his heart, what a good pork pie, just one less piece.

The three of them sat side by side and nibbled on pork patties, all with a satisfied expression.

"Little doll, where are you going? Why did you take the train so late? What about the adults in your family? Is the train station a little unsafe lately? You children still have to follow the adults. ”

The old man ate the pork patty, and couldn't help but kindly remind the two little dolls in front of him, after all, he had eaten other people's pork patties, and the taste of the cake was really good.

Wang Jiao could naturally hear the kindness in the old man's words, and she swallowed the pork patty in her mouth, only then did she smile at the old man and said softly: "We are going to Ducheng." ”